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PostPosted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:11 pm



Username- Apprentice Puppy-chan

Name- Cel'date Sheaduren

Age- 73, though still young in Drow-standards.

Race- Drow

Gender- Female

Sexuality- Heterosexual
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Personality- Not excessively evil, but not very benevolent. She's a fine mixture of both, having her cruel moments, yet able to be kind other times. She's softspoken, though does put her heeled-foot down when necessary. Her favorite is keeping the element of surprise on her side, and instilling fear in her enemies with such tool. She isn't quick to anger, but when upset she isn't quick to calm down. Few know that a well-performed piece of classical music can relax her. She holds a fascination to the Arts (literature, music, visual arts, drama, dance), and collects various paintings, mostly of landscapes, dark and mysterious as her homeland.

Type of Master/Mistress- As a woman respecting art, she pushes her slaves to be all they can. Under her own circumstances. She demands obedience, and if she doesn't get it immediately, she'll get it forcefully. She enjoys artistically talented people, so around artists, musicians, or dancers, she is on her best behavior (respectful, cheery, and almost humorous). With a practical mentality, she knows what's physically possible, and the usual limits for people, so she won't ask/demand what cannot be given her. She expects a tidy home, free of cobwebs, dust, grime, and finely cooked meals. Everything else, she can (and will) do herself, unless she's in a foul mood. For outside errands, she brought from her underground hometown enchanted collars. If they strayed too far from her home, or went too far from the place they were sent, it gradually tightens around their throat until they go back.

Biography- She dwelled in one of the lesser Drow establishments, deep underground, until the age of thirty. She was actually trained as a wizard, instead of a priestess as most women are. Because of her heritage, she loves having things go her way, and if they don't at first, she'll do everything in her power to make it go her way. At thirty, she left her House to explore the upper regions of the world, finding her way to the surface. The entrance underground was near an old abandoned settlement, which she claimed after purging it of critters and unwanted people. Her love of darkness and quiet brought her to take up in the catacombs beneath the old gothic-style cathedral.

Weapons- Keeps at her hip a braided whip, and conceals in various places a few throwing knives.

Talents- Being a wizard, she has a few tricks up her sleeves. Her favorite spells consist of lightning, or crowding darkness. She rarely has any reasons to use her magic, though if she feels threatened, she likes to shock the offenders with a charged bolt of static, not enough to kill, but enough to hurt. Being drow, she was born with the ability to use infrared vision.

Fetishes- Loves watching people paint, or someone pose to be painted. Likes to have people dance for her, or, on the rare occassion, perform a play for her.

Slave Type Wanted- Preferably female, and pleasing on the eyes. They must have loyalty and a conscious sense of obedience. Someone with any kind of artistic talent, be it musically, visually, vocally, or literature. Also, they must be able to hold still for any given amount of time...for portraits. High-spirited, not broken, though not obnoxious or arrogant is prefered.

Right, so like... If... I forgot anything, let me know? *shrugs*
PostPosted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:13 pm


Sample?

Mistress Cel'date Shaeduren swept through dimly lit tunnels with determined steps. Finally, the halls were repaired. A few more paces sent her directly into the common room of the underground network beneath the cathedral, a stairwell on the far end leading to the ground level. The room was large, and poorly lit, but the drow wizard didn't mind. Her red eyes gave of a faint glow, declaring their ability of infrared vision. She scanned the room, its cool tones of purple, black, and dark blue, until she found a spot of green, red, and yellow huddled in a corner. Her eyes narrowed, and she set forth, reaching for her hip as she walked. The glob of warm colors was a goblin runt, trying to sneak out of some of its duties. A sound crack echoed through the room, followed by a startled yelp. Cel'date clenched her teeth, biting back a small growl, and snapped the whip again.
"Did you really think you'd get away? Incompetent filth!" she hissed, another crack echoing.
The goblin covered its head with its hands. "F-forgive meee!" it whined pathetically, sobbing.
The drow stopped, then turned away, heading for the stairwell. "Return to your duties, whelp," she growled.
Her boots clicking lightly, she marched up the winding steps, pulling the cowl of her cloak over her eyes as she went. If you want something done right, get someone that can do it properly yourself.

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