Arianah

Arianah Delaunay
Status
Race	Elothean
Gender	Female
Guild	Empath
Instance	Prime
Relatives	Bonded to Uritel

Arianah Delaunay is a member of the Empath Guild and was born on the 14th day of the 10th month of Nissa the Maiden in the year of the Amber Phoenix, 367 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
She believes that Empath's have a right to choose - who to heal, where to heal, and when. She operates without judgement, and removes herself from politics when someone is in need. All persons, no matter how small or great, deserve the right to be whole. In this she feels is just and right.

Description

You see Ghost Arianah Delaunay, Battlefront Medic of the Order of the White Rose, an Elothean Empath.
She has a round face with pouting lips, thick-lashed crystal blue eyes and a classical nose. Her strawberry-streaked honey hair is long and wavy, and is worn in a tousled arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a cascading bloom of vanilla orchids each with a heart of Elamiri sapphire.
She has rosy skin and a curvaceous figure.
She is average height for an Elothean.
Some moonsilver mourning doves float lazily around her left forearm, glowing with a lustrous sheen against her skin.
She is an adult.
Her thigh has a tattoo of two puncture marks set close together.

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She is wearing some charcoal grey medic's leathers fitted and bound with faded platinum cording, some wolf tooth knee spikes, some gryphon talon elbow blades, some black velvet thigh boots buckled with platinum lilies,a brushed silver signet ring set with a polished dragon fire opal, a shimmering faeweave baldric with cambrinth buckles, a large nightsilk duffel bag decorated with a flock of grey doves, a stark-white whisperlayne medic's cloak with sanguine trim, a sinuous night-black shadesatin gown adorned with sanguine lilies along the hem, some angiswaerd fang handwraps, a silverwood parry stick engraved with a variety of herbs, an exquisitely woven white silk rose with an emerald green stem twined around a platinum seven-pointed star and a double-wrapped leather sword belt.

History and Current Whereabouts

It has been 410 years, 135 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Iron Toad.

• Member of the Order of the White Rose
• Officer of Vela'tohr Militia - Battle Triage Coordinator. Works in conjunction with Kaelie, head of Static Triage for the Vela'tohr, for the safety of the Zoluren people in time of need.
• Member of the Locksmithing Union

She has found herself back in her adopted home of Zoluren. Her days consist of a rigorous training regiment coupled with teaching and mentoring aspiring Battle Empaths.
'It's good to be home...' she says fondly to her husband, smiling softly as he gives a barely audible grunt while the people of Magen Road outside of the Empath Guild whirl past them in a familiar blur.

Year 400
Arianah has a home located in Willow Walk near the Empath's Guild in the Crossings, though she spends most of her time on Aesry training for the day the need of battle Empath's will be called upon again. Currently she is starting to consider herself an islander, and enjoys the solitude and peace the ocean waves bring to her.

Quirks and Passions

• Helping folk in need
• Lillies
• Has a tendency to babble to herself - especially when frustrated
• Is quick to trust, though when trust is broken, it is exceedingly hard to get into her good graces again
• Loves the outdoors (spending time at the Ranger's guild and hunting in the field)
• Prefers to hunt with others, however, being alone in the field centers her
• Has a secret addiction to adrenaline from triage in the field during war times
• Her best friend, Ariya, also known as 'Other Ari', is always a welcome breath of fresh air and brings out the bubbly side of Arianah
• Believes that all knowledge is worth having, and pushes for research and understanding found from these findings
• Holds quality of life of others before her own

Altered Possessions

• "some charcoal grey medic's leathers fitted and bound with faded platinum cording "

Designed to conform with the wearer's body, the supple armor has seen its share of wear and tear, marred with small scratches, cuts, fraying and weathering from the elements. Faded platinum cording binds the edges together, lacing along the seams through silver eyelets. Some laces straight down the back, ending in a small tie at the base of the wearer's spine. Branded into the left breast of the armor is the Empaths' Guild crest, overshadowed with twin alfars crossing gladii in the background. There appears to be something written on it.

       Some grey medic's leathers reads:
       "Arianah Delaunay, Battlefront Medic of Elanthia."

• "a sinuous night-black shadesatin gown adorned with sanguine lilies along the hem "

Conspicuously low-cut in the back, the gown drapes dramatically when worn, its fabric flowing as if made from water itself. Cut to cling sensuously close to the torso, the dress is corseted tightly on each side and laced with long, trailing ribbons of platinum silk. Deep red lilies accented by Gemfire ruby centers, the color of fresh spilt blood, almost seem to float lazily across the satin skirt's sweeping folds that resemble the ocean on a moonless night.

• "a stark-white whisperlayne medic's cloak with sanguine trim"

The sheer, voluminous cloak is weathered from both time and use, its once-pristine hem tattered and stained with blood and grime. The Empath Guild's crest, depicting an open hand reaching out to provide comfort, a wreath of healing herbs resting in the palm, is embroidered on over the chest on the left side of the garment. The large concealing hood is edged with a beautifully embroidered scrolling flame pattern.

• "a cascading bloom of vanilla orchids each with a heart of Elamiri sapphire"

Meticulously sculpted and polished amber centers highlight against the creamy silken petals surrounding them. The contrast of hues is hauntingly beautiful, resembling freshly spilled blood on snow. Gentle tucks and folds have been applied to the fabric by a master crafter, transforming the cloth into a blossom so realistic it seems almost fragrant.