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PHYSICALITY

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Description
Ah, the Princess. Her skin makes the moon jealous, her lips pale the beauty of a rose, and her silken hair surely rivals a waterfall. She lithe body is willow like and yet endowed in all the right places, she is a sight to behold. It is entirely believable that she of all people are a child of God.

To be specific, Iphigenia has porcelain skin, soft as a babe’s, pale and smooth lips, and long black hair, as it runs in the family. Her statue-like body looks fragile, as if to break if you were to squeeze her too much, but surprisingly sturdy all things considered. The windows to her soul are a misty green, beautiful, but mysterious and secretive. Her features are dainty and her eyes wide, while her long brows clearly etch her expressions and compliment her heart-face. Her arms are thin, and her hands have long spidery fingers, gentle ones filled with warmth. As stated before, she is a sight to behold.

Appearance
Hair:
Black
Facial Hair:
none
Eyes:
Seawater Green, a murky shade that hides everything from her feelings to her intent.
Build:
Not even a slight bit of muscle, and hardly any fat to be seen; Genia is curvaceous, but built as a doll to stand on a pedestal and be looked at, rather than to fight. Her legs are quite long and thin in proportion to her body
Skin Tone:
As pale as winter, as soft as silk.
Height:
5’5”
Weight:
110 lbs
Voice:
Smooth velvet tones that do not sound loud even when she raises her voice. It is the practiced voice of a singer, and few rival her talent.
Handed:
Right handed
Body Markings:

Scar Tissue:
What is this? A flaw on our highness’ perfect skin? Yes, her right eye has a thin slashing scar, it reaches from her brow to her upper cheekbone. She often wears a flower-patch to cover it.
Unique Body Features:
Rather, an (un)unique feature, she is told very often that she closely resembles her father, in everything but the colour of her eyes. She is the only one of his children with his black hair, and if any were to know what The God King's mother looked like, Iphigenia would be her spitting image

Name
Iphigenia Wynter

Nickname
Iphi
Princess
‘Child of God’-to the people

Title
Eldest Child of God, Princess Iphigenia

Race
Human

Visual Age
19-20

Factual Age
23

Gender
Female

Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual

Mage Ranking
Adept

Class
Mage

Specialization
Wizard (Conjurer, Healing)

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MENTALITY

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Personality
A Princess bred true, she moves and acts with ease, decides with the same grace her voice holds, and accommodates to even the toughest situation. When seeing her sisters, one might think to judge Iphi in the same way one would judge them. The lot of them are spoiled and whinny, obsessed with material and acquiring good favour with the king, which they sadly do not always come by due to the king’s dislike of complaints and disrespect. They believe that it is their birth right as a child of a god for them to be something similar. Very few of them understand that the God King got his power through earning it, and it is no birth right of theirs to be anywhere near the level of his power. But Iphigenia knows this well already, and does not bother explaining to them. One would think Iphigenia to be akin to her lavish sisters, but that is not the case.

Instead, Iphigenia strives to be perfect, her mother strives even more than she, and she is barely noted in anyone’s mind. More than perfect is what Iphigenia must be, she must be useful, she must become an asset. Though this desire to be useful is directed to her people rather than to her father, to whom she holds complicated feelings towards. She cares deeply for her people, and when they are slighted so is her heart. Executions are barely bearable for Iphigenia, and she must pretend she does not see what is going on at all in order to keep from crying out. A Princess must never cry out, and the backbone of her people must never shed a tear. She believes that if she does shed a tear, then it would betray everything, and let some unspeakable force win in some way.

Iphigenia, for all of her respectful actions and compliance, fully believes that her father must die in order to restore peace amongst the people. She knows his intention must have been good, but his actions were evil, and his judgment poor in her opinion. If the problem of quelling the sense of intense guilt she has for her father’s existence were a simple sacrifice of her body, she would do it in a heartbeat. But she fears and respects him at the same time. Her mouth is tightly shut, never to speak out against him, all for fear of disrespect. She views this as selfish, and harbours guilt for this as well. Her behaviour for conflicting feelings can be erratic, but everyone simple assumes she has some sort of ‘plan’, and is acting in such a way to carry it out.

There is no class for her kind, a player of stale chess, intelligence held at bay to strike at odd intervals. Foolish behaviour when the individual is quite wise, this can be nothing short of a courtesan; someone able enough to play the game, someone able to fake it; a politician can also come to mind, a peacemaker when she's allowed to be. Her way of 'fighting' is not physical or magical at all most of the time; it is entirely played in the mind. She holds a wide capacity in her mind; it is a quick and thorough piece of work. And she utilizes it with mastery level skill when she brings herself to do it.

But the intelligent are often left at the end of the day to brood, and she broods quite a bit. Guilt, sorrow, the depression, it grips her and not often do any see the reserved Princess smile light heartedly, or smile at all.

Quirks
Does not smile very often at all.

Stays completely still when not moving (as in walking)

Is matched by none other than the King himself in Chess.

Is extremely strong willed.

Moral Alignment
Neutral Good

Virtue/Creed
She is virtuous yes, her selfless endeavour leads her to be as patient or as understanding as need be. She is a peaceful creature and does not enjoy violence. She seeks to stop the tyrannical reign of God King Azreal, and return the land to its former glory, ending its pain.

Motivation
Fear, her people, her duty as Princess and a human. She has many motivators.

Fears
Her father, and her people dying. Executions are particularly difficult for her. She is beginning to fear her brother Azul too, and she fears Connell (her half brother) will be hurt in some way.

Goal
She seeks to stop the tyrannical reign of God King Azreal, and return the land to its former glory, ending its pain. She also seeks to apologize to her people for it, and to the other races involved.

Likes
Reading
Chess
Children
Birds
Music
Singing
Riding occasionally
Seeing her Half brother Connell


Dislikes
Violence
Injustice
Executions
Her situation


Strengths
Iphigenia's main strength is her mind, with it she knows she can prevail. She just needs to shake off her cowardess and act.

Magic, as inherited from her father, is also a strength of hers.

Her sheer will keeps most symptoms at bay in regards to effects of using magic, and it also helps that she does not use it often.


Weaknesses
Iphigenia has succumbed to one of the effects of using magic, her wounds will not heal through normal means. She is not aware of it, but she is starting to suspect due to the recent injury to her eye not healing at all after a week, it has barely started to scab over.

Physically, Iphigenia poses no threat. And her body is not the toughest; she has never been good it came to something physical.

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ARMAMENT

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Right Hand
Her glove’s palm holds her foci, an emerald. It acts as a shield in great cases of need.

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COMBAT PROWESS

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Combativeness
Hand-to-Hand Combat: [Very Poor][/b]- Iphigenia does not partake in combat, strictly in healing and one shield spell.

Magic Combat: [Excellent][/b]- It is only one spell, but she chose it because of her long hours into making it a simple one to use, and elevate its power. However, using it drains her considerably. But is a damn good spell. She is up to using it three times in one day, any more and she passes out.

Natural Talent[Excellent][/b]- She inherits much magical ability from her father.
Skills
Politician [Good]- She is used to politics, and due to her intelligence she can deal with them efficiently, however she does not care for them.

Charity [Excellent]- Most of her work is charity work, and so it gains her the gratitude of her people.

Tactician [Excellent]- All of those times sitting in on the war meetings, did you think she'd remain idle?

Horseback Riding [Below Average]- She was never very good at anything physical, but is decent. Better than not knowing how

Class Skills [Excellent][/b]- She is quite adept at healing and making soothing potions, she is also skilled with simple charms, such as scrying.

Spells/Powers
Sheild [Excellent]- Now made the easiest spell for her to cast, also a dangerous one for her well being. A rune has been painted on her right hand glove, all of her right hand gloves have this symbol now, that creates an easier way to cast the spell. Her foci is an emerald opal embedded into the center of each right handed glove's palm, both making the casting of the spell further simpler, and enhancing it. Only the single word 'shield' and the somatic motion of holding her arm straight out, palm facing up enacts the spell now. The problem lies in how quickly it drains her. She can hold it for only four minutes at a time, and afterwards she will faint.

This spell is a special shield, it’s arrows are visible, and shoot the attacking, mirroring it in whichever the particular arrows points, she may choose the direction, hope the arrow doesn’t point at you.

Heal Detect [Perfect]- Detects what is wrong with the body, afflicted parts of the body glow, and she can feel the glow to know what is wrong.

Speeding Cells [Excellent]- This speeds up the process of your cells regenerating, thus healing you using her own or your own energy, even evergy from the surroundings. This can also replenish the energy of the patient through the same means.

Minor Healing Spells [Perfect]- Simple and easy to use, though precise, and no joking matter.

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EQUIPMENT

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Items
Right handed glove and some sort of patch for her right eye.


Accessories
Any womanly accessories she may like.

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BACKGROUND

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Group Affiliation
Royal Family

Faction
The Rebellion Force, though no one but her knows, which does the actual rebellion little good.

Marital Status
Single, soon to be engaged however, a plan is being set in motion you see.

Relatives
Azreal- God King
Azul- Next in line for the throne, her younger brother
Connell Dounaghy- Her half brother, she loves him dearly.
Nimea- Her mother, a shell of a woman.
Various little siblings- quite spoiled and bratty, they play pranks all day in the castle

Origin
?

Social Rank
Princess of Azreal

Occupation
She acts as a voice of the people, the one in charge of making sure they are happy and well off. She has raised three orphanages, makes sure they are maintained, sends food out to the hungry, builds and repairs are coordinated by her at times, and she gives speeches (ones delivered with her beautiful voice, but ones that feel like poison to her). She has also on occasion acted as a representative to another region. She sits in on meetings with Generals at times, but she has yet to ever speak during one. Mostly she is involved with the commoners and their well-being. She is the pretty face they may smile at.

Bio/History
In order to understand the situation Iphigenia is in, you must first understand her mother, the Queen; or rather the Ghost that calls herself Queen.

Mirella is her name, and her beginnings were perilous. She herself was of noble blood before marriage to the husband who calls himself a God; Mirella was the Princess of the family Azrael slaughtered. But in those moments when her own fate was to be decided, she played her cards right, and took a bet on her looks. Stunning as she was of course, Azrael took her as his wife. Yet even then she felt her position unsecured, for he took many women besides her to his bed. Silent paranoia took hold of her psyche early on, on she strove to treat the God King as the most wonderful and important person in the entire world. She was so earnest; she began to believe that he really was a God, the only God she would ever worship.

Mirella worked hard, dancing on tip toe in a grand play, reading every breath on her husband’s mouth, every twitch he made no matter how small, and acted accordingly to how he would best wish. But she could not keep herself as his only bed mate, so she instead became pregnant with his child. The first being a girl, a disappointment, mostly in her own mind, and then a boy; this worked to keep her husband’s interest for only a short time. Though that time she describes as the happiest moments of her life; it lasted for about four years before she was yet again gone from his mind.

She had another child, and another, but each successive one interested the King less and less. And so she gave up finally, fully spent and worn out. The Queen’s still sharp mind is often left blank, and she appears to be a blank person herself, wearing black and looking pallid. The Queen is nothing but a ghost of her former youthful self, and she silently does busy work in the back round. She organizes parties, keeps the palace décor up to date, and sits silently staring out of the window in the book room.


Iphigenia and her direct younger brother were both raised in a similar manner. They were each to be perfect and impeccable. Iphigenia was to be the perfect Princess, and her brother to be the perfect Prince. He learned how to fight, she learned music, he learned how to lead, she learned how to support. For Iphigenia, her job was always to compliment her surroundings and those above her, quite like a vase or flower may compliment a room. After her mother gave up in her endeavor, Iphigenia was a much freer person, but while she was well trained, her siblings were not. The ones after the two eldest were simply spoiled to keep them quiet, and rarely had to do anything they did not desire to.

Iphigenia as a young woman was quickly sought after for marriage, but she turned every suitor away. She knew she was only going to be used as a pawn, and that the nobles or generals seeking her hand were only looking to get closer to her father. To her father’s inquiries about her lack of interest in courting she responded this; “My younger siblings are better suited to be used as Pawns, they are brainless and number in the many, whereas I am more useful to you here.” And that was the last she was ever bothered about it by her father. Her doesn’t even bother to encourage her to wed, and Iphigenia has laid the matter at rest in her mind. Besides, much more important things are at her door at the moment.