Ysaye
| Ysaye | |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Race | Human |
| Gender | Female |
| Guild | Moon Mage |
| Instance | Prime |
Ysaye is a human lunar mage. She likes plush toys, tousle-haired warrior mages, and learning things she oughtn't. She's in her late teens and hates her freckles.
Overview - Common Knowledge
Ysaye was born in a small fishing village at a cove somewhere southeast of Acenamacra to a fisherman and his wife. She grew up happy and loved, kept busy by helping to care for her two younger twin brothers and doing other sundry things around the house. About half a year after her father's death in an unexpected storm that destroyed his fishing vessel, Ysaye set off for somewhere with more opportunities so she could send money home and keep her family from starving. It's been almost two years now, and she still sends money to them every week via courier - she wishes her mother would just relocate somewhere closer to civilization, but that's about as likely as one of the moons vanishing from the sky.
After spending awhile in the Crossing, Ysaye decided the quieter pace of Shard suited her better, and she's rented a small apartment for herself in the Golden Phoenix Inn to use when she's not meditating in the Garden of Light. She's devoted to her studies of lunar magic, and is really not ignoring you if she's staring at the sky instead of at you during a conversation. She's an apprentice of Lasciel, and tries her best not to embarrass her teacher by getting herself incinerated in the Ways.
Appearance
- You are Lunar Mage Ysaye, Duskwalker of the Prophets, a Human.
- You have a triangular face, sullenly glowing flame-hued eyes and a button nose. Your honey-streaked auburn hair is very long and curly, and is worn in a tousled arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a sharpened maple stick. You have freckled skin and a lithe figure.
- You are slightly under average height for a Human.
- You appear to be young.
- Your shoulder has a tattoo of an intricate pattern of lace that spreads out like a form-fitting cloth.
- You are in good shape.
- You are holding a gloomwood telescope inlaid with silver in your right hand.
- You are wearing a diamond and platinum locket embossed with a small triquetra symbol, a slender necklace of deep blue sapphires, a petite hedgehog wearing a vermilion knit hat, a flowing white pirate shirt with black embroidery along the cuffs, a slim black vest embroidered with silver lotusweave shesegri, a narrow decorative pocket-chain suspending an onyx fob, some muted violet trousers held by an unusual arrangement of burnished gold buttons and a pair of low-heeled black boots adorned with several buckles.
Home
- [Ysaye's Home]
- A golden oak jigsaw pattern floor spreads across this room into surrounding gold-on-ivory floral papered walls. A bowl-shaped hammered bronze brazier, with a tear-shaped mirror framed in translucent amber hanging above it, stands guard over the plush velvet brocade couch and polished pearwood lady's desk that rest upon a deep-fringed jewel tone carpet covering the floor. A faint scent of cinnamon fills the air.
- You also see a high stained glass transom, a pile of deep red silk cushions, a delicate redwood weapon rack carved into the likeness of a bowing tree with a couple of things on it, a tall flamewood corner hutch with scarlet glass-paneled doors with a couple of things on it and a padded velvet armor stand with a few things on it.