. Ｅ ｖ ｅ ｌ ｉ ｎ ａ Ｆ ｌ ｅ ｕ ｒ ａ ｎ ｅ .
２１ — Ｆｅｍａｌｅ — １６１ ｃｍ
ｐ ｒ ｅ ｓ ｅ ｎ ｃ ｅ
She is grace, fluidity, refinement in delicate demonstrations of languid simplicity unburdened by wholesome struggles of time and empathy. Initial poise is written as almost porcelain, thus fragile and unblemished with mortal intricacies, highlighting impression to near, otherworldly qualities of something once cultured and consecrated. Evelina stands as an enigma, a paradox of a woman that has seemingly lived another life through a separating means of a socialism structure, heeding to origins of bygone practices and worships. Serenity, if it could be given a hue and home, would find its self nestled within unique eyes of varying tones of roseate and mauve, interchanging critically through spiritual aptitude than can be felt within literal waves off of lithesome shoulders. Her debut and general consensus appears to be eternally at peace, impressed upon by the sheer vast of spirits that have found similar refuge within her bones. Evelina is sanctioned as a delicate and gentle creature, something once upon a time precious and profoundly pure and revered as beloved. Sacred, was once a coined term that cloaked her existence, though time and through the recent years, such has been disfavored for an ambiance that doesn't label to be being purely untainted.
ｉ ｄ ｅ ｏ ｌ ｏ ｇ ｙ
Evelina believes within a concept of wholeness and unity and sacred rites performed on various whims and rigidity, unyielding in requirement, and within this sanction; a correlating and fearful core of power that thrives and churns like whorls of water beaten hard by the gales around it. Within is a meaning of life, a purpose, a need that one was born and raised to strive for. There are forces of the realm that cannot be explained and remain as they are by strings of Fate, constantly pulled taut in strain and bathed in red. Those that are, were meant to be, and those that have not yet happened, will always come to pass. It's not be mistaken as a method of subjugation to the inevitable, but rather an adjustment to the rituals of what many perceive as divine edict. Like pools of water, they boil and submerge such into their depths, blanketed in darkness that breeds tendrils of calm and void, something that Evelina believes to be Home.
She has always Believed. Raised on prayer and purpose, told to give penance and herself over to powers untold and to sire her soul and body as a near temple, one designed for something far greater than she. Such has bred a belief that all mortal intricacies are tools to a greater cause, that they are meant to serve and worship and bend knee to those that have sway over their hearts and spirits. As such a utilized creature of the greater cause, she is entirely devout, as expected by her origins and placement of heart. Pain unyielding, nature unbound, waters still or raging, winds serene or risen to a typhoon, Evelina blinks quietly within and without with arms cast wide at the wiles of the world.
Let it be as the rippling depths of the waves within her heart and soul, or the hymn uttered from her lips adorned in serenity, she is wholly spiritual and unwavering in her loyalty.
ｃ ｈ ｒ ｏ ｎ ｉ ｃ ｌ ｅ
She once stood as a voice of the world, draped in sheer silks and azure threads beaded with pearls and delicate tear drop crystals adorned across her features; shrouded from the masses by face, but endowed by body. She was a vassal, a temple, a figurine of water and grace through feminine gestures and poise with a serpentine wrath much like the ocean churning within storms and lost to the depths. Evelina was an Oracle and through her soul did Leviathan speak; terrible and wrought with power that suspended those of her ilk within throes of spiritual enthrallment. Though often blessed and revered, Oracles were also held within a regard of fear for their voice of the Sea, for one constant within Leviathan's creed was an insatiable violence for the disparity of all that opposed her strength. This retribution would even befall those who worshiped her reign and paid proper taxes and luxuries to the royal family of Tenebra to sate the needs of their own offerings. For out right submission was seen as some time a cowardice and she, a powerful serpent that rivaled even the great Bahamut, required and desired powerful vassals and subjects. Thus why she chose the royal family of Fleurane, though small in number compared to most of their rivaling lines, they were bathed in a sort of ruthlessness that kept them barricaded, and protected, by fear and anger.
As the third child, Evelina went through a careful screening process that dictated her potential as an Oracle. Against other girls of a brittle age of Fleurane descent, each were scrutinized carefully and propelled through a series of tests under the note of a religious doctrine; pure, graceful, staunch of a deer and thin as such, poised much like a linden tree and even her hair and eye colour inspected carefully. With pale hair and glimmering eyes, skin smooth and unblemished, Evelina was selected and donned in colours appealing to their Archon's wrath and might. The initial connection was brutal, with her body suspended onto an altar whilst the Leviathan howled and cried over her soul and spirit alike.
Evelina is, and always been, carefully dismissive of her time as an Oracle and any crucial detail associated with her homeland and the secrets of Tenebra. The Fleurane name is vastly known from its taxation process and royal decree riddled with harsh regulation, but such is lightly comparable to vastly known Government policies that break down on flighty democracy. Inquiries directed to any curiosity about the functionality of Nova and the Northern regions and their city states are often met with a careful shroud of a smile and a twinkling answer that such things are not meant for the ears of foreigners.
When the U.D.F banked their vast ships onto the ports of Insomnia, the royal family already awaited them with Evelina disrobed and her face finally unveiled, her belongings already secured at her feet amidst the docks whilst waves and wind tore through her hair in a maelstrom of spiritual manifest. It was as if they knew they were coming.
ｓ ｔ ｒ ｉ ｆ ｅ
The life she led was bereft of violent ends and means, leaving Evelina near spoiled with comfort by the doting of her potential ascension. However, such attention was warped to a critical regulation by a familial sense of duty back boned by the blessings of their saints. When Evelina was sent through the trials of becoming an Oracle, it was here she became introduced to pain and the process of endurance one must come to know. Given her origins of purity and preparation, a vast amount of spirits have continuously housed themselves within her soul, twined around her heart in tendrils of scarlet and black, blues and greens and coiling hues of yellow smudged deep with orange. A sheer quantity rests within those eyes constantly adorned in glimmering graces and with held power and minute restraint.
The initial spirits rousing through her being are ones configured of Air and Water, primary attributes of the very Archon that once raged through her soul in voice and pride. If there are others affinities contained within the mass amount of spirits within her, Evelina is unaware of them, as her control over such powers and might are thin.
ａ ｕ ｘ ｉ ｌ ｉ ａ ｒ ｙ
Evelina was known as the Fourth Oracle, the former three have all since passed, always at a young age. It was considered forbidden for an Oracle to speak in her own voice as she is meant entirely for the voice of Leviathan, and to speak on her own whims was usually meant with punishment by the Archon or followers. Such has led Evelina to often whisper from years of having remained silent, she is, however educated and fluent in her native language Aolian and Dalmac respectively. Her annunciation in Lirbian is off set by her heavily ingrained accent.
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