Allye
| Allye | |
|---|---|
| Status | |
| Race | Prydaen |
| Gender | Female |
| Guild | Empath |
| Instance | Prime |
| Relatives | Akariss |
Description
You see Ruffian Allye Shhoiyvvhur'Slo, a Prydaen.
Allye has a heart-shaped face, pointed ears and cat-slitted sparkling turquoise eyes. Her black mane is very long and wavy, and is worn in a tangled mass with a dainty silver daffodil haircomb set with tiny diamond chips stuck in apparently at random amidst the coils of hair. She has glittered tawny fur and a slender tail.
She is slightly under average height for a Prydaen.
She has a tattoo of a childish Prydaen dancing amid a field of zombies on her left wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pure white cashmere scarf draped over the head and around the neck, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, some delicate spiral earrings studded with tiny diamonds, a silver double-strand baleora with opalescent blossom pendant, a fuzzy russet sack shaped like a baby war mammoth, an oval willow foraging basket, a tight brown sweater knitted around the waist with a coiling grey snake, a tight leather bodice accented with silvery embroidery, a brilliant green sack labeled "GREEN TEAM", a blackened silver bracelet carved to resemble a baby blast viper, an albredine crystal ring, a baby blue bag, some silvery leggings with an overskirt of black nightsilk and some snug black suede boots with silver inlaid high-heels.
Notes
- Daughter of Akariss. She was adopted in the year 372, at the age of 2. She spent most of her formative years in Arthe Dale and Crossing, and she now rents a knoll on Olallieberry Circle from her landlady, Maysie.
- Has crafted extensive plans to one day own a bakery, to be called the Arthe Dale Cupcakery.
- May share brain parts with Synamon. Together with Synamon seeks to create an army of Gnomes (aka The Gnarmy), the likes of which has never before been seen on Elanthia. The original recruitment strategy of kidnapping was scrapped after discovery that most potentials could be bribed with meat and/or candy (so please do not send them angry letters, thank you).
- Has gweth anxiety. Uses the gweth with great apprehension that she will misspeak (mis-think?) or offend. Becomes visibly rattled when called upon to use the gweth repeatedly. Does not seem to have an abnormal fear of causing offense otherwise (Perhaps because Synamon is the one who always ends up dead... somehow).
- Enjoys bashing people's knees with her tiny hammer, and takes part in sparring and jousting whenever possible. Her initial interest in combat was sparked by a failed altercation with a thief, eventually evolving into a general appreciation of violence and combat skill.
- Currently bonded to Clemency, for science.
- Displays a cupcake-shaped sign that reads "Try something sweeter! Tip coin at your own risk" when offered coin or gems in return for her healing. Will accept payment for her aid, but is picky and prefers a lack of tip to an unsatisfactory tip. Satisfactory tips include sweets, boxes, herbs, and other food (especially the strange and exotic).