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| − | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> To sit silent in the still of night, <br>Be fearful of a whisper. <br>To be still as the creeping rock, <br>Making the silence crisper. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> | |
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| − | To sit silent in the still of night, | + | |
| − | Be fearful of a whisper. | + | |
| − | To be still as the creeping rock, | + | |
| − | Making the silence crisper. | + | |
Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn’t know but at least it was away from that place… away from him. For hours her feet carry her deeper into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks and she kneels to examine them. | Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn’t know but at least it was away from that place… away from him. For hours her feet carry her deeper into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks and she kneels to examine them. | ||
| − | To cease the sound of beating heart, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> To cease the sound of beating heart,<br>And stifle shifting breath. <br>To be as timeless as the hills, <br>Let no soul be bereft. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | And stifle shifting breath. | + | |
| − | To be as timeless as the hills, | + | |
| − | Let no soul be bereft. | + | |
In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches, runes she realises. Not scratches at all, but carvings. Alanthe’s breath catches as she tries to read them, on hands and knees over these strange rocks that seem to have captured her, here in this place. | In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches, runes she realises. Not scratches at all, but carvings. Alanthe’s breath catches as she tries to read them, on hands and knees over these strange rocks that seem to have captured her, here in this place. | ||
| − | Pause between the tick and tock, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> Pause between the tick and tock, <br>The meaning left between. <br>To see the darkness of the heart, <br>Simply as the unseen. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | The meaning left between. | + | |
| − | To see the darkness of the heart, | + | |
| − | Simply as the unseen. | + | |
The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards. Covering her hands and she moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. She smiles her fear gone, feeling more at home than she has ever been. | The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards. Covering her hands and she moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. She smiles her fear gone, feeling more at home than she has ever been. | ||
| − | Sink down into the earth below, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> Sink down into the earth below, <br>As if to padded throne. <br>Feel the power of greatest truth,<br> Right to the very bone. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | As if to padded throne. | + | |
| − | Feel the power of greatest truth, | + | |
| − | Right to the very bone. | + | |
Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those dark runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her and she welcomes it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. It was certainly a more peaceful end. | Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those dark runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her and she welcomes it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. It was certainly a more peaceful end. | ||
| − | For all great deeds and finest arts, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> For all great deeds and finest arts, <br>Come from men alone. <br>Reach up and capture heaven then, <br>It is the peace you now have known. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | Come from men alone. | + | |
| − | Reach up and capture heaven then, | + | |
| − | It is the peace you now have known. | + | |
In the darkness points of light appear, flickering above her. With a dreamy smile she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no sign of her remains. | In the darkness points of light appear, flickering above her. With a dreamy smile she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no sign of her remains. | ||
| − | To sit silent in the still of night, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> To sit silent in the still of night, <br>Be fearful of a whisper. <br>To be still as the creeping rock, <br>Making the silence crisper. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | Be fearful of a whisper. | + | |
| − | To be still as the creeping rock, | + | |
| − | Making the silence crisper. | + | |
Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn't know but at least it was away from that place... away from him. For hours her feet carried her into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks, cold outlines beneath her feet. | Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn't know but at least it was away from that place... away from him. For hours her feet carried her into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks, cold outlines beneath her feet. | ||
| − | To cease the sound of beating heart, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> To cease the sound of beating heart, <br>And stifle shifting breath. <br>To be as timeless as the hills, <br>Let no soul be bereft. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | And stifle shifting breath. | + | |
| − | To be as timeless as the hills, | + | |
| − | Let no soul be bereft. | + | |
In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches. Her breath catches as she realises what they are, runes. Sinking to her knees as her fingers trace their strange outline. Her mind captured in that strange place. | In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches. Her breath catches as she realises what they are, runes. Sinking to her knees as her fingers trace their strange outline. Her mind captured in that strange place. | ||
| − | Pause between the tick and tock, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> Pause between the tick and tock, <br>The meaning left between. <br>To see the darkness of the heart, <br>Simply as the unseen. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | The meaning left between. | + | |
| − | To see the darkness of the heart, | + | |
| − | Simply as the unseen. | + | |
The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards and covers her hands. She moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. Her fear falling away as she feels more at home than she ever has. | The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards and covers her hands. She moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. Her fear falling away as she feels more at home than she ever has. | ||
| − | Sink down into the earth below, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> Sink down into the earth below, <br>As if to padded throne. <br>Feel the power of greatest truth, <br>Right to the very bone. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | As if to padded throne. | + | |
| − | Feel the power of greatest truth, | + | |
| − | Right to the very bone. | + | |
Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her, welcoming it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. Certainly a more peaceful end. | Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her, welcoming it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. Certainly a more peaceful end. | ||
| − | For all great deeds and finest arts, | + | <br><div style="color:#ccc; text-indent:-10px;"><i><span style="font-size:16px;">“</span> For all great deeds and finest arts, <br>Come from men alone. <br>Reach up and capture heaven then, <br>It is the peace you now have known. <span style="font-size:16px;">”</span></i></div><br> |
| − | Come from men alone. | + | |
| − | Reach up and capture heaven then, | + | |
| − | It is the peace you now have known. | + | |
In the dark points of light appear, flickering above her. Dreamily she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no trace of her remains. | In the dark points of light appear, flickering above her. Dreamily she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no trace of her remains. | ||
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| + | [[Category:Character]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Female]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Drow]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Darkness]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Sorcery]] | ||
Latest revision as of 07:43, 2 May 2014
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Lady of the Dark
Alanthe
Only in the dark can the stars be seen.
Freeform
Player: Dragonrider4000
Affiliations
Super Group
Black Sun Rising
Rank
Leader
· Other Affiliations ·
Identity
Real Name
Unknown
Aliases
Set - Typhon - Sutekh - Setekh - Setesh
Birthdate
The First Rain
Birthplace
Faerie
Citizenship
Nomadic
Residence
Millenium City
Headquarters
Unknown
Occupation
Mage
Legal Status
UNTIL registered
Marital Status
Single
· Known Relatives ·
None
Physical Traits
Species
Elf
Sub-Type
N/A
Manufacturer
N/A
Model
N/A
Ethnicity
-
Gender
Female
Apparent Age
Unknown
Height
6 Feet
Weight
-
Body Type
Hair
Red
Eyes
Silver
Skin
Dark
· Distinguishing Features ·
Seems to always be slightly in the shadows
Powers & Abilities
· Known Powers ·
Utilises magic and darkness
· Equipment ·
Needs no specialist equipment
· Other Abilities ·
Sorcery Darkness Quick Witted
“ To sit silent in the still of night,
Be fearful of a whisper.
To be still as the creeping rock,
Making the silence crisper. ”
Be fearful of a whisper.
To be still as the creeping rock,
Making the silence crisper. ”
Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn’t know but at least it was away from that place… away from him. For hours her feet carry her deeper into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks and she kneels to examine them.
“ To cease the sound of beating heart,
And stifle shifting breath.
To be as timeless as the hills,
Let no soul be bereft. ”
And stifle shifting breath.
To be as timeless as the hills,
Let no soul be bereft. ”
In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches, runes she realises. Not scratches at all, but carvings. Alanthe’s breath catches as she tries to read them, on hands and knees over these strange rocks that seem to have captured her, here in this place.
“ Pause between the tick and tock,
The meaning left between.
To see the darkness of the heart,
Simply as the unseen. ”
The meaning left between.
To see the darkness of the heart,
Simply as the unseen. ”
The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards. Covering her hands and she moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. She smiles her fear gone, feeling more at home than she has ever been.
“ Sink down into the earth below,
As if to padded throne.
Feel the power of greatest truth,
Right to the very bone. ”
As if to padded throne.
Feel the power of greatest truth,
Right to the very bone. ”
Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those dark runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her and she welcomes it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. It was certainly a more peaceful end.
“ For all great deeds and finest arts,
Come from men alone.
Reach up and capture heaven then,
It is the peace you now have known. ”
Come from men alone.
Reach up and capture heaven then,
It is the peace you now have known. ”
In the darkness points of light appear, flickering above her. With a dreamy smile she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no sign of her remains.
“ To sit silent in the still of night,
Be fearful of a whisper.
To be still as the creeping rock,
Making the silence crisper. ”
Be fearful of a whisper.
To be still as the creeping rock,
Making the silence crisper. ”
Alanthe ran. Where she ran she didn't know but at least it was away from that place... away from him. For hours her feet carried her into the night, until all that remained was the solitude and the sound of her own breathing. Then something makes her pause and look at the rocks at her feet. They were covered in odd scratch marks, cold outlines beneath her feet.
“ To cease the sound of beating heart,
And stifle shifting breath.
To be as timeless as the hills,
Let no soul be bereft. ”
And stifle shifting breath.
To be as timeless as the hills,
Let no soul be bereft. ”
In the gloom her fingers trace over those scratches. Her breath catches as she realises what they are, runes. Sinking to her knees as her fingers trace their strange outline. Her mind captured in that strange place.
“ Pause between the tick and tock,
The meaning left between.
To see the darkness of the heart,
Simply as the unseen. ”
The meaning left between.
To see the darkness of the heart,
Simply as the unseen. ”
The shadows in those runes grow, and her eyes widen as it spreads upwards and covers her hands. She moves to pull away fearful as all her kind are of the dark. Then something in her stills, going quiet. Her fear falling away as she feels more at home than she ever has.
“ Sink down into the earth below,
As if to padded throne.
Feel the power of greatest truth,
Right to the very bone. ”
As if to padded throne.
Feel the power of greatest truth,
Right to the very bone. ”
Alanthe follows that darkness down into the rock, drawn in by those runes. Feeling the weight of their truth around her, becoming her, welcoming it like an old friend. This feels right somehow, to end her journey this way. Certainly a more peaceful end.
“ For all great deeds and finest arts,
Come from men alone.
Reach up and capture heaven then,
It is the peace you now have known. ”
Come from men alone.
Reach up and capture heaven then,
It is the peace you now have known. ”
In the dark points of light appear, flickering above her. Dreamily she reaches up and captures one. The light distorts around her. Then all is quiet, no trace of her remains.
