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You are Tear Reaper Tambellis, Everlasting of Elanthia, an Elf.<br> |
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You have a round face, pointed ears, tired moss-green eyes and a straight nose. Your silver-gilt hair is hip-length and curly, and is worn untamed. You have ghostly white skin and a gracefully slender figure.<br> |
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You are statuesque for an Elf.<br> |
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You are young.<br> |
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A night diamond third eye rests in the center of your forehead, nestled amidst the folds of a funereal black marquisette birdcage veil.<br> |
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Your right ankle has a tattoo of a delicate ghostflower slowly succumbing to decay at its very roots as a single translucent petal falls away from the rotting blossom.<br> |
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You are in good shape.<br> |
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You are holding a menacing frozen-bone reaper's scythe with a sweeping blade of abyssium in your right hand.<br> |
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You are wearing a midnight black marquisette veil bound with thornweave, a night diamond chiseled into a weeping shrike perched atop a slender hairpin, a gothic steel hauberk reinforced with tomiek, a crystal-eyed abyssium skull covered in withered enaada, a shifting abyssium ring with a unicorn spinel inset gem and a ragged gravecloth reaper's sack draped with heavy abyssium chains. |
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== Background == |
== Background == |
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Latest revision as of 02:43, 11 December 2023
Tambellis 
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| Status | Active |
| Race | Elf |
| Gender | Female |
| Guild | Bard |
| Instance | Prime |
| Relatives | none |
Description
You are Tear Reaper Tambellis, Everlasting of Elanthia, an Elf.
You have a round face, pointed ears, tired moss-green eyes and a straight nose. Your silver-gilt hair is hip-length and curly, and is worn untamed. You have ghostly white skin and a gracefully slender figure.
You are statuesque for an Elf.
You are young.
A night diamond third eye rests in the center of your forehead, nestled amidst the folds of a funereal black marquisette birdcage veil.
Your right ankle has a tattoo of a delicate ghostflower slowly succumbing to decay at its very roots as a single translucent petal falls away from the rotting blossom.
You are in good shape.
You are holding a menacing frozen-bone reaper's scythe with a sweeping blade of abyssium in your right hand.
You are wearing a midnight black marquisette veil bound with thornweave, a night diamond chiseled into a weeping shrike perched atop a slender hairpin, a gothic steel hauberk reinforced with tomiek, a crystal-eyed abyssium skull covered in withered enaada, a shifting abyssium ring with a unicorn spinel inset gem and a ragged gravecloth reaper's sack draped with heavy abyssium chains.
Background
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