Obscene Symphony

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

@RoccanIronclad I have a proposition!

What if, to get everyone together later on, we have an event on the full moon? Maybe the local Lycanthrope Society organizes an event for one of the full moons in the summer (is it summer?) called the Midnight Howl or something, where werewolves and non-shifters alike can get together (maybe in a clearing near the woods) for a fun afternoon/evening of music, food and general merriment until the full moon rises and the werewolves have their mandatory shift and take off into the woods.

I think it would be a fun way to get people together and talking, and learning about each other! Not to mention that it sounds like something people would totally do in a city full of mythical creatures. Like those cultural societies who host events.

Thoughts anyone?

Obscene's Scratchpad

The basis for all of this is that Gems have elemental magic. They are born with an elemental affinity and it is intrinsically part of them, whether they like it or not. Therefore, it follows that the element would affect them in some way.

What I am not including is actual, real-life shit. Science is a good starting point, but at the end of the day, this is fantasy. I'm not writing an anthropological dissertation on the societal interpretations of ethnic traits.

The basic idea is this: It's more common for your personality to associate with your element than not. This does not rule out exceptions, but it also doesn't mean those exceptions are considered normal.

Now, there are two factors that cause this: genetic affinity and societal influence. (No, I am not going to debate nature vs. nurture with you. That's still hotly debated by people with much more education than I)

Genetic affinity is the fact that Gems are born with an element. Unlike the Drakken, whose elements don't really affect them (for lore reasons I'm not getting into in this explanation), Gems are much more tuned to their elements by nature (hence their increase in control). This means that, more often than not, some of the vague traits of that element will seep into the Gem. For example, Fire gems tend to be more reactive and Water gems tend to be more calm. These do not so much affect specific personality traits as they do general disposition.

Then there's societal influence. The Gems (due to that aforementioned disposition link) associate certain values and traits with certain elements, and this is where it becomes more of a cultural thing than directly elemental. Water Gems as a group hold such values as wisdom, temperance, and persistence (and to an extent, forethought and memory) in high regard. Likewise Earth gems tend to value solidarity, loyalty, empathy, and compassion. Fire gems could appreciate resolve, action, confidence, etc., and Air gems things like flexibility, innovation, freedom of expression, adventurous-ness etc. Definitely not an exhaustive list but you get the idea. In any case, when you're raised with certain sets of morals and ideals (and role models who embody them), you come to value and appreciate them, which in turn affects how you think and act. (This is where you can get some cool cultural variations between Gems raised in mono-elemental villages and mixed-elemental cities)

Of course, there are always outliers. It's entirely possible to get an airheaded water gem with a quick temper, but they would probably get looked at funny by others of their community and feel as if they don't really fit in. They may feel disconnected from their element. The level of affinity one feels for their element may vary too - perhaps a fire gem feels connected to fire and feels the disposition pull, but is still shy.

Now, this doesn't mean that the elemental affinities aren't common. It would be uncommon to find a gem like the water one above, but of course it could happen. This is why the elemental affinity thing isn't really a stereotype; it has more truth and substance to it than a stereotype. It's more of a very general average - it would be more common to find a gem that mostly fits their element than one who clearly does not. Kind of like how Caucasian people tend to be medium-height. It's not a stereotype because it's true for a large portion of the population, but you still get some very short and very tall Caucasians.

Obscene's Scratchpad

"Don't ever let a man build you a house; for as long as you stay there, he'll stay with you."

Prized Bride (A New Beginning)

@Ellion Get yo butt over there too

Or rather... Bree's butt?

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@darkwolf687 Go ahead and put Zak in the character tab ^^

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Lienna Orhneaht

Lienna Orhneaht

_{Lienna's eyes are an icy pale lilac, and her ivory hair has silver streaks which reflect the light as potently as their namesake. In the right light, her skin glimmers like sunlight on fresh snow.}

Race:
Gem
Age:
20
Element(s):
Water
Height:
5'4"

Bio

Bio:
Lienna was born to a young woman whose name she never learned, and who left her daughter with her mother mere days after her birth. In fact, all the information about her mother Lienna could ever draw from her grandmother was that she was a foolish girl with more a head for Air than Water, and that by abandoning her village and family, she was hardly worthy to be named. After all their village, Hima, was in the farthest reaches of the North: If one struck out alone, it would only serve to freeze them out forever.

Though they were Water gems, just like almost everyone in the village, they were outcasts; the superstitious townspeople thought Lienna's mother a traitor and her grandmother a fool for not drowning the child when she showed signs of beauty. They believed that beautiful daughters brought the Drakken upon the village, thus more likely to Reap from them again, and believed that killing a beautiful infant was more humane a fate than the possibility of being Reaped. In hindsight, Lienna wonders if they may have been right.

Despite their effective exile, for the majority of her life, Lienna was happy. Her grandmother loved her fiercely and made a point to teach her all she could, everything from mundane tasks to the stories of the gods and the histories and legends of their people. Above all, however, Lienna's grandmother taught her the core values held in the highest regard by the Water gems of Hima, values such as temperance, wisdom, perseverance, and the like - all made more relevant by their relative solitude. “A strong woman makes choices to improve her life and the lives of others, no matter what those choices may be,” she’d always said, “A strong woman will never give up, not even when all hope is lost and everything is dark and broken.”

The village in which they lived was very religious, and Lienna and her grandmother were no different. They held strong faith with Naia, the goddess of Water, patron of Water Gems. Her grandmother taught her many things about her goddess and her faith, but perhaps the most resounding of her lessons was this:

"Water always finds a way."

This became a mantra for Lienna as she faced life’s natural challenges, and she was growing to be a smart and cheerful girl. However, life is rarely so kind as to leave one unhindered in their development.

When Lienna was fourteen, her grandmother's great age began to manifest in ugly ways. It started with confusion, and wandering from home with no memory as to why. Then her other memories began to slip; she would find herself perplexed by the order in which to layer her furs, and now and then, glance at Lienna with a fog in her eyes. Within less than a year, the wise and vibrant woman Lienna loved so dearly was taken from her and replaced by little more than a husk, the body of a dead woman whose heart had yet to stop beating.

There was nothing Lienna could do but take up the mantle of caretaker. Within a year she was transformed from child to parent, taking on every responsibility of a normal household along with others more specific to her grandmother's condition. All the while, Lienna felt as if she was living with a corpse, and the pain in her heart each time she looked at her grandmother never faded. She had to go through the horrors of puberty alone, had no one to talk to about her natural doubts and curiosities. Above all else, she dreaded the years to come, trapped in her home with the creature wearing her grandmother's skin.

Other:
Lienna has some trouble with reading and numbers, as she never had the opportunity to go to school or access many books. Her preferred use of her elemental magic is freezing water into ice.
Lienna's grandmother is nearing 170 as of now, and has been in the clutches of dementia for six years. Now and then she mutters random things about Lienna's mother, but Lienna has no way of knowing how true her ramblings are.

Lienna identifies with water in every sense. She has always been calm and as wise as a young lady can be without age to help her, stoic and logical with a steady temper. She has always taken life's challenges in stride, with the phrase in her mind,

"Water always finds a way."

Adult Content Preference:
I'm open to taking it to PMs if I think it would be fun or add something to her story. Otherwise, fading to black is fine too. If you're curious, just ask me. come at me with that 18+ content yo

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

Sierra Tikaavik

The stranger was kind her as she wrestled with the oversized straps of her bag, and as he spoke Sierra lifted her eyes to look at him for the first time.

He was taller than her, but didn't tower over her the way her father and cousins had. He was slim and dressed all in black, which only served to emphasize the paleness of his skin. Sierra looked at him unabashedly, examining the scars that decorated his flesh like veins through white marble. Her gaze likely lingered longer than potentially appropriate, but she had always taken an interest in scars. As her father had told her, they were stories written in the skin.

Something drew her to him, but she couldn't place what. It vaguely reminded her of the time she saw a hiker near her home; strange, yet she remained. In fact, she couldn't pull away.

He apologized profusely for being in her way (though she knew it had been her own fault for being careless) and went on to offer to help her, gesturing to take her bag. Instinctively, Sierra gripped it tighter. She hesitated for a second, and he kept on going. Sierra didn't really know what to do; words just, kept coming. Another key difference from home, she noted.

Finally, the stranger pointed out her bare feet, overflowing with words of concern. Sierra's eyes widened, and for a moment she was devastated. "Oh, dammit!" she exclaimed, throwing her bag back to the ground and falling to her knees to look through it. "I'm such an idiot sometimes, I swear!"

Inwardly, she cursed herself. Of course these people expected shoes. She remembered the time during a pack run, when she stepped on a broken bottle left behind by some careless hiker. The glass had left a jagged scar on the bottom of her foot, and her cousin Leah had been thoroughly chastised for not keeping a better eye on the trail. Of course the cities of the humans and the... well, the others, would be full of such dangers.

Hastily, she pulled on a pair of well-worn suede moccasins, produced from her bag. She could feel her face flushing, and she hurried to her feet. "Well done Sierra, right?" she chuckled bashfully, to no one in particular. She had heard and said the phrase so many times it practically fell out of her mouth.

The attractive stranger apparently tried to stem the flow of words with his knuckle after introducing himself as Alder. Sierra instantly liked the name; her father had told her how Alder trees nourished the plants around them, and provided a home to fish in their roots. From the way he talked, it seemed the name suited him.

Sierra blinked, expecting Alder to say more. When he didn't, she snapped out of her distracted reverie and replied, "Yeah, I'm new here. New to everywhere, really. I don't really-"

Just then, the breeze shifted to blow in her face, and Sierra froze. In all the confusion she hadn't been paying much attention to smells, but this she couldn't ignore. A strong scent (at least, strong to her) wafted off of Alder, and Sierra absently took a long breath to catch it. He smelled a little like the human she'd met those years ago, but it was marred by something. It took a second for her to place it, but once she did, it was unmistakable.

He smelled of death, but oddly, not of rot. Sort of like a dead creature frozen in the snow before it could start to break down. There were other scents too, nicer ones, but her mind wouldn't budge from the absurd idea that she was somehow talking to a corpse.

"Are you...?"

Before she could finish her thought, another tall man, this an odd looking one with greyish skin who smelled of age, interrupted.

"Ex-excuse me sir, mam. If I may, umm, be so bold. Are you of pure blood?"

The stranger looked to Alder, and Sierra furrowed her brow. What on earth was he talking about?

Interactions

@Prosaic@Lord Destro

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

@Obscene Symphony If you're alright with it then I might keep it around because it's very in his character to try to point it out in a friendly yet worried way and I like the humor of the situation too. :-) I'm glad you like him because I'm really digging Sierra.

@Prosaic

No totally! I like his concern too. It’s gonna catch her off guard!

I’ll edit the shoes out of my post in the morning. I think Alder and Sierra will be a really fun duo to play!

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@Obscene Symphony I just noticed I made an error in my response. I'm going to fix that.

Btw, I loved your first post. It was very nice!

@Prosaic

Aw, thank you! I normally find my first post to be the hardest. Once that’s out of the way, things tend to flow much better. Alden is adorable!

And don’t worry about that, I actually kind of like the mistake better. The idea of Sierra forgetting her shoes and coming in barefoot only to learn that shoes are expected is too funny to pass up!

If you still want to fix it that’s fine, I won’t be able to do anything until tomorrow anyway. Let me know! ^_^

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Oh god, my first post is always garbage XD I haven't played this character in ages, haha. I swear my posts will get better now that the first is out of the way!