Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Height: About 5 foot 7
Weight: A little over 130 pounds
Build: Curvy
Hair: Deep teal
Eyes: Bronze
She has the.. Odd habit of wearing little clothing..
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Leighana Sawyer
An immortal Night Elf woman plying with emotions of the universe. If she could, she would definitly rule with a very naughty fist. Unfair, she tends to fight underhandedly, and does so with illusionary magic.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by RolePlayGateway, as played by EarthWanderer08
Description
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Height: About 5 foot 7
Weight: A little over 130 pounds
Build: Curvy
Hair: Deep teal
Eyes: Bronze
She has the.. Odd habit of wearing little clothing..
Personality
Always wary and careful Leighana is faithful unto death. Not that she can die.. But she only tolerate those that she feels rival her.
Equipment
She weilds whatever she can get her hands or mind around. Be that emotions, elements, or even simple daggers. Genereally uses illusionary magic, couple with the ability to use Extreme Taichi, and Wing Chun.
She will gereally use her illusionary magic to create twin swords. Or pull an Ancient Kitana from a pocket dimension.
(More detail to come)
History
(working on)
So begins...
Leighana Sawyer's Story
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Leighana Sawyer hesitantly walks in, her bronze eyes filled with false bravado as she walked purposely over to the bar. Looking around she perches on the edge of it wondering if anyone would talk to her. She tugged her mini skirt nervously as she leaned over to fiddle with her stiletto. Yes, she was tall. Yes she wears heels.
Leighana Sawyer tilted her head as she watched Jaelen whispering softly in Darnassian she tried to get the womans attenion "Hello sister.."
Leighana Sawyer smiled as she pushed her long hair back, though the usual style of her race was a braid she preferred to let it loose. Her own ears tilted back slightly "That's because I would be of your race..." she smiled as she stood touching the small vial at her neck.
Leighana Sawyer walked over as she tugged at her sheer blouse "I wish to practice my language. And perhaps a gain a friend." She smiled her bronze eyes glowing eerily as she nodded at the seat "Besides, what else is a forsaken priestess of Elune to do but inhabit bars?" she grinned softly "Anyway.. May I sit?"
Leighana Sawyer sat down gingerly still awkwardly adjusting her skirt. "Just because you belonged to death doesn't mean youre an animal. Believe me, I've seen those who proclaim to commune with light, live in more darkness than a living dead. Besides, Who says we're different?" she shook her hair letting it fall over the side of her neck praying to Elune it hid her scars. "My name is Leighana... I have taken the surname of Sawyer... In honor of a forsaken.."
Leighana Sawyer shook her head softly "No... Not of that kind.. Forsaken by Elune, just as I am. The man who made me... Like you.." she looked at Jaelen her eyes flashing ice blue for only a moment, her skin would be cold to the touch. "He took me, a chosen priestess of Elune, and created something like you. A plaything, only instead of battle... He enjoyed my abilities." She smiled as reached out to tip Jaelen's chin up "In death I have found more life than when I truly lived. Perhaps the life has been unpleasant. But it has been life, and I was allowed to live it how I pleased." she spoke quickly and quietly still in Darnassian, her accent pure but slightly broken. She apologized "Sorry for my odd wording at times... It has been many years since I spoke our native tongue.."
Leighana Sawyer nodded softly as she tipped the hood back "First step to recovery... Don't hide who you've become.." she caressed her cheek softly "Perhaps my story would be of interest... I was born into privilege, I was chosen at a very young age to be a priestess of Elune because I was different. I was literally chosen by her for a future High Priestess.. " sighing she shivered slightly as her eyes flashed bronze again. "I was headstrong, I went to war.. I wanted to help, to heal.. Instead I was corrupted, I learned to wield the power of the well... I thought with the blessing of Elune, and my new found powers. I couldn't be touched.. I was wrong, as you can see." she looked her companion straight in the eyes, a line of blue, green and red circular runes running up her arms and around her shoulders. "The rest you more than lightly already know.."
Leighana Sawyer smiled sadly as she reached out her hand making trails of warmth across her chest, "That priestess was my grandmother.." she shivered at the thought of her, "She would often times speak of a child... Who would be the savior of us all.." as she slowly pulled her hand back a picture would appear in Jaelen's mind, of Leighana's stripped back, her whole body covered in icy lash marks, the marks would have extended far past the visible image. Leighana tried to calm herself "T..there was more she spoke of... S..She spoke highly of you.." as she tried to clear her mind of the prophecy her grandmother had spoken her voice lowered an octave but her accent turned more pure, less practiced and more like the tone of a priestess in training.
Leighana Sawyer nodded softly "My grandmother rarely spoke the truth.. Only to me.. Probably because I could read her mind anyway." she smiled and tried to hide her knowledge of how Jaelen had looked "My death, or perhaps rebirth as it should be properly named, occured in a similar fashion. I was stabbed from the back, as he rode through our forces, I had turned momentarily to tend to a wounded man. T..The sword pierced my neck." She pulled her hair away from her neck the icy wound in stark contrast to her pale creamy skin. "My parents were informed of my death, but not what I'd become... W..When i tried to return to them, pain worse than death began to follow me wherever I went. To everyone I was a demon, worse than the scourge itself. A priestess defiled by them, is little more than scum beneath their feet." Again she was trying to clear her mind of the prophecy, unable to a momentary glimmer of it would have filled Jaelen's mind.
Leighana Sawyer shivered slightly "I can.. I can remove them.. " as Leighana fought for control of her emotions an image of her parents flashed in Jaelen's mind. Her mother a tall lean, extremely beautiful Night Elf, her father... A pale blood elf... His eyes glowing pure green. As she struggled she quickly tied up her hair her hands shaking. "S..sorry.." as she stood quickly losing her nerve, she wasnt used to opening up to people. Shivering she gripped the table's edge tightly. "I..I'll g..go.. I..I'm sorry to bother you.." she spoke quickly as she switched to Thassilan her more graceful frame shaking with the pain of her memories.
Leighana Sawyer grew tense her skin flashing with runes "It is not what I have lost that scares me.." she looked her in the eyes her own a mix of what she was, bronze, green, and ice blue. "It's what I'm going to lose that frightens me." Finding herself unable to pull away she sat grudgingly her thin frame in stark contrast to Jalen's fuller one. "
Leighana Sawyer "I'm going to lose you." her voice utterly void of emotions as she spoke, her tone flat and dead as she felt at that moment. The reality of the little she had, the last remaining hope she had clung to. Would be dashed to the ground as had the love of her family, and her goddess. She was going to be alone, alone in her hopeless misery. Unable to die, yet unable to live.
Leighana Sawyer shivered "The prophecy my grandmother spoke of was that I was to meet you and.." her voice trailed off as she allowed her mind to show Jaelen what her grandmother had seen. What their future together would be, if Leighana stayed. The exact meeting, the words Leighana would say. The words were true... Her grandmother had just.. Forseen their meeting.
Leighana Sawyer gasped at her touch her body filling with heat as soft green flames consumed their bodies as she felt Jaelen's touch. She hadn't been touched kindly in well over 20 years. "P..perhaps she was.." she slowly controlled the flames quelching them.
Leighana Sawyer blushed softly as she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper, her Darnassian the form her grandmother had spoken, her voice filled with quiet kindness "Perhaps together we can find releif from the pain?"
Leighana Sawyer grinned happily as she reached out stroking her cheek "We will be happy.." her own warm flame mixing with her cold one "S..so.. Where do you live?" she grinned wickedly.
Leighana Sawyer let her hair cover her eyes "I abandoned my blasted creature years ago.. Decided to adopt the mount of our people... Cats fur is way softer on the ass.." grinned wickedly her full lips tilted in a mischevious smile.
Leighana Sawyer "Tamed it of course silly... She comes at my call.." she laughed her voice empty and hollow.
Leighana Sawyer grinned "It comes because it's a spirit cat... And I ask because I'm new here..." she laughed softlyher tone growing slightly warmer.
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