RPGEnid
A svelte young elf maiden, born a mute. She wears a sapphire cloak with the hood always up, and a teal satin mask that covers the lower half of her face. http://www.eliteskills.com/rp/rppics/elves18.jpg
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by RolePlayGateway
Last seen at: Gambit's Bar
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Description
Tall and slender, Enid is a gorgeous young elf. With a waist thicker than her chest, she creates a bottom-heavy hourglass figure. Amethyst orbs hide behind her waist length blue stresses. Born a mute, she encases herself in fabric and clothing to try and hide her misfortune. A tight strapless dress of white, bedecked with blue and teal along the edges, enthrones her body. Beyond this, she carries a sapphire cloak, thick in fabric, with the hood up that she rarely takes off. Possibly, her most obvious characteristic in her clothing was her mask: a swatch of satin, teal in color, pulled tight across the bottom half of her face and tied securely at the nape of her neck. Upon her pretty feet are knee-high sapphire boots, plain and simple, the support her outfit wonderfully.
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Personality
She is shy, and obviously quiet. She has developed beautiful handwriting to compensate for her lack of voice. She is cordial enough, though is less socialized because of her deformity. Innocent and virginal, Enid is your usual elven maiden.
Equipment
A single long bow, gorgeous in text and color. Wrapped in teal, it matches exquisitely with her outfit. There is absolutely nothing special about this bow or the accompanying arrows. So normal, so average.
Within her left boot she carries a simple suicide knife: a small blade usually held by royalty in the case of rebellion. It allowed the wearer to commit suicide instead of being taken as prisoner, slave, or concubine. She uses it when in tight spots.
History
Born of middle class parents within a forest forever from this place, Enid was cast out as a teenager. Seen as a disgrace by her family, she was brought up, taught the necessities of life, and then allowed to go on her own way. She is, thusly, a wanderer and takes care of herself.
Enid's Story
Enid Presses a tenderly gloved hand upon the door, issuing the wood back and thusly opening the portal. With a down turned head, her hooded gaze befell those within the room, resting from person to person before landing upon an open chair. She slinked beyond those around her, finally grasping the seat she had been eying and sat down. She gently crossed her ankles, tugging her fingers along the hem of her hood, making sure the sapphire fabric was covering the vast majority of her visage.
Enid leaning back, her spine slid against the wood of the chair, giving her the sturdiness she needed to relax; a silent sigh escaping her covered lips to release her tension. Pretty fingers clasped themselves within her lap as she tilted her head back, a few wisps of azure hair trickling from her hood. Amethyst orbs closed as she enjoyed the moment to herself.
Enid as her continued absence of sight began creating a sense of uneasiness, she reopened the violet optics and looked about; there were new faces already. Beneath her mask she smiled, the fabric moving just enough to let those who were extremely aware note the change within her lips. Eyes transitioned from personage to personage, enjoying the difference in behaviour, speech, and personality. It made her feel a part of the world, analyzing the others while she remained unnoticed.
Enid After a few crucial moments of thought she decided to take down her hood. A scary decision for the shy elven maiden. But after her tender fingertips slid up to her hem and brought the sapphire fabric away from her visage. Slowly, her waist-length tresses escaped her encasement, allowing her to cool off; the cloak always made her uncomfortably warm. Running her digits through her hair, she combed it over one shoulder languidly, eyes continuing to watch the others within the room, a smile upon her covered face.
Enid With a liquid movement, the femme rose to her full height, normal for a young elven maid. Her fingers pushed the long tresses over her shoulders. With a woman's natural sashay she skirted around those in her way, watching out for knife tips and sword blades, keeping her cloak tight against her frame. Finally, she managed to make it to the bar counter, bright eyes looking about for anyone that was obviously a bar tender.
Enid She felt a pair of eyes upon her frame but did nothing, her violet orbs still looking beyond the counter to find a credible bar tender. The maid was thirsty, an unfortunate thing that happens when one travels about. Sliding into a bar stool, she took her regular pose: crossed ankles and clasped hands. Her shoulders rose and fell, her chest expanded and compressed, showing she had sighed, but there was no sound ebbing forth from her mouth to secure the idea; an unfortunate normalcy for the elf.
Enid The sudden appearance of another at the bar caused her to turn her head, ever so slightly. Her amethyst orbs glanced towards him, noting the oddness and difference between him and the rest of those in the room. She shrugged her tender shoulders before she noticed one of the other ladies at the bar. She was nice enough to inquired about her, but all Enid could do was nod lightly, the corners of her lips gracing upwards, hardly noticeable behind her satin mask.
Enid She blinked her bright eyes, the candlelight bouncing off the purple orbs to make them sparkle. She cast her full attention to the woman, head cocked to one side as she considered the woman. She nodded in her response, desperately wishing she could explain more to her, but knowing too well she couldn't. She offered a liquid gesture towards her stomach; the way she was holding herself screamed pregnancy, but she refused to make any greater declaration of such a thing without more knowledge. Heaven forbid she insult this woman when she had no support in this strange land.
Enid Her eyes sunk, the glitter retracting a bit when the woman did finally answer. She wasn't upset about her answer, but about the fact she couldn't congratulate her. She smiled, forcing the sparkle back into her gaze, nodding in understanding. She placed her clasped hands upon the counter, up-turned palms a perfect perch for her covered chin. She silently sighed once more, eyes never befalling a bar tender. She was still thirsty. Damn this establishment.
Enid Blinks, her bod almost catapulted off the bar stool she was so surprised by the sudden glass. She glanced up at the supplier and offered a smile, accepting the glass eagerly. Then she noted she had no way to drink... never did Enid release her lips to the public world, undoing the fabric to let them see the light of day. She fingered the lip of the drink slowly, thinking.
Enid Blinks, looking back up at the woman near her, her words cause some alarm to go off within her head. Casting around her purple gaze, she tried to discover the source of the woman's worry, with no luck. She placed a tender hand upon the woman's shoulder, eyes asking as well as they could what was wrong. She leaned in towards her, trying to make her answer more private.
Enid Released yet another silent sigh, her offer of privacy shoved off by the lady, her frame leaving her to herself. She momentarily watched as the odd man returned with a young mistress, purple gaze cast their way for a precious few seconds before focusing in on her glass of untouched water yet again.
Enid in a flurry of movement the elf stood, departing from the stool she had been sitting upon. A single flick of her wrist pressed the untouched glass of water towards the back of the counter; she was thirsty, but unwilling to undo her facial covering. In steady, strong steps she slinked to the back of the room, edges of her sapphire cloak mimicking the billowing of her waist-length light blue tresses, the tips kissing the air as she strutted. Finding a bare section of wall she pressed her tender spine against the wooden boards and stood, gazing out at her fellow bar-goers. Arms crossing lightly beneath her breasts, Enid leaned in perfect silence.
Enid She noted the drop of the bill. Purple orbs widened as she also noted that the owner didn't notice. With a tender shake of her head, the femme moved back to where she had been, gently bowing down and grasping the money within her gloved hand. She didn't look at it, instead she eyed the man it belonged to and offered it back to him, her silence emanating from her.
Enid She watched the movement that had 'dismissed' her, pretty brows narrowing in disgust. Who did this man think he was. Beneath the teal satin that covered the lower half of her face, she muttered a few curses, the words silent as always from her mouth. She eyed the woman, orbs bouncing from one to the other. Finally, she shot the woman glance, a warning, everything within her amethyst orbs telling the girl to be careful. With determination she turned upon a heel, sauntering back to her spot on the wall in the back.
((it's fine, Mikhaela, I figured you wouldn't catch it cause I figured you were typing. ^_^ Good catch, indeed))
Enid She gave them both a final glare, a snort exiting her frame, the only sound that had come from her the entire time she was within the bar. She took her place, arms crossed haughtily beneath her breasts. A foot pressed against the wall, aiding in her leaning as she continued to glance periodically at the 'couple.' Something didn't feel right about him.
Enid Her head tilted back as she released a yawn, maw opened wide, stretching the fabric over her lips. She drew her fingers through her hair, slowly beginning to braid the waist-length tresses together. Purple eyes continued to watch the random persons within the room, boredom settling within her visage and features. She received the drink, the waiter offering an explanation. Her orbs widened and she waved the offer away, adamant about keeping her mask upon her face (and, therefore, being unable to eat or drink) while in public.
Enid In perfect silence she entered the bar, gloved fingers gracing the grain of the wooden door, pushing it back to allow her in. Booted feet thudded softly along the floorboards as she found her seat, an empty section of the bar that called to her. Crossed ankles and folded hands set her a part as prime and proper, the hood upon her pretty visage hiding her amethyst glance that moved from personage to personage, curiosity peeking her interest.
Enid Lithe fingers moved from her lap to the hem of her hood, stroking the thick fabric as she tugged gently, making sure it covered the vast majority of her visage. She felt a pair of eyes upon her frame, her own sparkling orbs hidden deep beneath the sapphire cloak's hood. A smile tickled her lips, the corners of her mouth slinking up, hardly noticeable behind the satin that covered the lower half of her faacial.
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