Lady Seraphina

~Majora's Mask: Oathkeeper's Dawn~

Hey Chanda, FM, You guys didn't go into detail in the opening post about the fate of the Great Fairies. I assumed in my post that they are not around anymore but if that's wrong I can alter it.

~Majora's Mask: Oathkeeper's Dawn~

Alex looked over South Clock Town from the roof of the Stock Pot Inn. This was an entertainment district containing the town's most famous Inn, the Milk Bar and several different gambling games like the treasure chest. During the year it was usually lively with drunks and street performers and a group of teens that Alex suspiciously had seen around Dusk Row more than once. It was peculiar but not something that she'd devoted a while lot of thought to. Now that the Carnival of Time was fast approaching every inch of South Clock Town had become jammed with performers, musicians, jugglers and fire eaters, all hoping to get the chance to perform at the festival. With so many players and so many different tunes it turned into a throng of what noise but Alex could pick out a few melodies here and there. The loud Goron drums and the heavy Deku Pipes and through it all she could pick up the shrill calming sound of a flute or ocarina of some sort.

Alex remembered a sound so much like it from so many years past. When Alex had fled Pirate's Landing with her sister they had no problems calling themselves thieves but in truth they had very little real idea was what they were doing. The twins took to playing on the street for change. Ali had a lovely reed flute that Alex had swiped from a traveling circus. They had a duo act. Ali played music that in another world would have been called Irish while Alex sang. People had often told her that she had a lovely voice but Alex hadn't used it since... the act fell apart.

"Isn't it beautiful Iris?" Alex said looking over the see of people. The glowing ball of light that Iris was generating turned to survey the musicians and performers. "It would look better if I wasn't seeing it through half inch glass." She said pointedly. "I'm not letting you out." Alex said watching one of the fire eaters breath flame to the amusement of the crowd. There was several seconds of silence. "Yes," Iris said quietly. "It is beautiful if a bit chaotic. It would be impossible to get this many of my kind together short of the Great Fairy's return." Alex felt like there was more to that story but Iris seemed to be having a moment of deep revelry for something long past and Alex knew well enough not to interrupt that.

Alex took another bite of her bread role when she heard a sound from the side of the roof that she had climbed up. A head popped up over the side and latched onto Alex. The thief's hand immediately went to the curved dagger at her side. The scimitar was good for intimidation but she was much better at knife fighting. "Oh, ah..." The sounds came out of the... (Alex thought it was a) girl's mouth. She must have been looking for a quiet spot and didn't expect anyone to be up here. "Sorry." She said meekly before starting to lower herself again.

"By the Giants, that's grotesque." said a voice from the bottle beside Alex. "Iris! Play nice." Alex couldn't exactly argue with the fairy, though she wouldn't have been so blunt. The (Alex had decided that it was a) girl appeared as a humanoid fish with green and white scales and a fin on her head but not in a million years would Alex have called her a Zora. She looked off; her scales were green like a trout as opposed to the blue salmon scales of the Zora people. Growing up in Pirate's Landing had given Alex a fairly good knowledge of fish. Could she be one of the aggressive River Zoras. No, Alex had seen River Zoras near the ocean every once in awhile and the girl didn't quite look like one of them either. Besides, everyone knew that River Zoras didn't fare well outside of the water like there saltwater cousins. Their skin required a moist environment or else it would dry out. This girl didn't look like a river Zora, she lacked the red spike like fins and green claws but at the same time she looked unlike a Sea Zora, her coloring was wrong and her head didn't carry the traditional shape of the Sea Zoras.

"Wait," Alex's curiosity had gotten the better of her. She wanted to know who and what this creature was. "Sorry 'bout my fairy, she's got no self-restrain. You wan' an apple?"

~Majora's Mask: Oathkeeper's Dawn~

In all honesty Alex doesn't use amour cause I ran out of skill spots, I had to but the sciemtar on minor even though originally it was going to be her signature weapon.

How I would classify her...

Lonely, she takes things to fill the hole in her heart caused by feeling like nobody would care if she turned up face down in a ditch. After her sister died it just got worse, then it was a means to stay alive, now she feels the need to steal to satisfy her sister's last words "Live your life sis". Even all these years later Alex is still grieving.

Though as I write this it occurs to me that you wanted a generalized four word description.

I'd go with traditional rouge. Her moral compass is severly skewed though she does have her code.

~Majora's Mask: Oathkeeper's Dawn~

I prefer my characters to be able to dodge a hit rather than being able to take them.

Alex is swift and calculated, if she's doing her job right then her opponent won't have a target to hit so amour is kinda useless, it would just slow her down. She can take a couple of blows when nessesary depending on the weapon but her strength comes in staying ahead of her opponent.

By the way Alex has a minor in med knowledge, when she almost got her throat slit someone had to stop the bleeding.

FM, if no one else is playing o talking to my character anytime soon then I think I'm gonna schedule a paid job for her. Does the Blackmarsh Circus have anything valuable?

Filthy or Golden?

I don't think the region was defined enough and so everyone is having troube pickinga placd to start because they have to make it up from scratch.

Once we get going it'll move faster.

Filthy or Golden?

Major Ursa said
*falls over, dead*

*Is given a lovely service before being buried in the ground*

Mark of the demon.

There are different types of demons. The jinn like Lilith require a host to become corporeal while other demons, the very powerful ones have a corporeal form. Then of course there are the insanely powerful demonic beings like Abaddon that have a corporeal form but can also possess a human usually for the sake of restoring power.

Then of course there are the senior demons (like Lilith) who need a host but can warp and alter there hosts attributes to suit themselves like changing the skin color or adding fangs and claws that sort of thing.

~Majora's Mask: Oathkeeper's Dawn~

You can bring Rissie up to talk to Alex, maybe she see's Iris's fairy light on top of the Stock Pot Inn and goes to investigate.

Mark of the demon.

I'm still here FYI. I've spent the last week trying to figure out what I could do now. I think Susanna should run into Seth at some point but he's on the other side of a lake. Suppose I could use a derivative of shadow travel, with some some incantation like "Bring me to the one that can cure the darkness." I need an inspirational strike.

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

It's the same reason rubber becomes brittle after being cooled than heated suddenly. Most substances aren't made to under go the two extremes of temperature very rapidly.