Full Name: Unkown.
Nick-Names: Two-Leaves.
Age: Her age is as secret as her name, although from a simple glance she appears to have stopped ageing at around 25.
Gender: Female.
Race: Seems to be Elven.
Eye colour: A strange, yet mild green that seems to glow. Most notable during the dark.
Hair: Soft, shiny and brown. It flows from her head elegantly and when not caught of with the soft paper of the scrolls she wears, it stretches down to her lower back.
Body: Sexually pleasing, there are no marks at all on her soft, white skin, except when the writing on the scroll fuses itself with her.
Clothing: She is completely nude, and does not seem altered by that fact. She does, however, cover herself with four scrolls that are almost like sheets of silk rather than paper. Two are smaller than the other pair, and she wears each specifically. The first smaller one is worn around the right leg, wrapped around it loosely until it reaches the thigh, at which point it ends. The second is worn on the left arm, often falling over and covering her hand and fingers. It is wrapped up to her shoulder and then also ends. The third, and the first larger scroll is wrapped loosely around her body, starting from under the arms it is wrapped around her breasts and then the right side of her hip, going through her legs and covering her private areas, only to then wrap around her chest once more (leaving her midriff as bar as her left leg and right arm). The last scroll is worn as if a cloak, slung around her sholders and often held close for warmth and protection
She wears no shoes or gloves, and aside from the times where the scrolls fall from her body, her left leg, right arm, midriff, neck, throat and rear are uncovered.
The Scrolls: Each scroll has specific writing upon it, and covers a different area of the body. Aside from this the scrolls offer Two-Leaves different elemental powers. She calls them by their name, the first, second, third and fourth, simple numbers with large meanings.
The First: The First scroll is the large one that she often holds close to her, slung over her shoulders. It has both Japanese Kanji and Chinese choreogrophy written upon this in random orders. This offers her protection from the elements and defence against attacks, hence why she wears this like a cloak to hide from the rain. Attacks made against her whilst she wields this scroll makes them almost useless, strong attacks become weak, fire is douced, water is averted down a different path, earth is broken and air is silenced.
The Second: The Second is the scroll she wraps around her breasts and private areas, close to her heart and the birthplace of child for important, almost religious meaning. Upon this scroll are two languages, Deadric and Elvish. From this scroll are born those who serve her, for however small a reason and small a being. She can summon these from her homeland to her in whatever way possible, she mothers them, nurtures them and protects them, as they do her. The second ability of this scroll is to hold the memories (although, unsurprisingly, not all of them) she has attained, the experiances, the knowledge gained in education and learning are kept here, sealed away and only to be unlocked by her, held close to her heart with great importance.
The Third: Seen wrapped around her right leg. This scroll has less of a significant meaning yet holds the language of Latin and English. From this she summons Fire and Air.
The Fourth: This holds a greater number of languages than the rest, as it has Russian, Aztec symbols and the language of an african Shaman written upon it. Commonly seen around her left arm. This scroll is also mostly insignificant, yet grants her the power to wield Water and Earth.
The Fifth: She has mentioned a Fifth, and often does so... Yet in small detail, vagely even acknowledging it's existence and refusing to tell anyone anything more about it than she see's fit.
Personality: Two-Leaves acts more like a beast than a woman in the sense of social inadiquacy, she has no sense of personal space and has trouble reading the emotions of others. Her desires can often be sensed as she will come right out with them, yet seems smart enough to act insecure and timid varying on the situation. She has a common desire to 'breed', and often states she does not mind mothering a child, despire it making her 'purpose' more difficult. Whilst not a Nymph or someone suffering from hypersexuality, her will to seduce people for personal pleasure is often of note.
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To be Completed.
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Two-Leaves
Two-Leaves is a strange, complex and beautiful woman who instead of clothes, wears open scrolls wrapped around her naked body. The scrolls have fables and spells written all over them in almost every language imaginable, each bound to her by the unkown.
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So begins...
Two-Leaves's Story
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Elkrazar Skorous strokes his stubbled chin with his free hand, then throws back the hood to his cloak with it, unclasping it and letting it fall onto the chair around him, forming a small mess around his body. After a second of thought, he turned back to Two-Leaves. "You've said you'll be put under considerable..." he thought of a word, "...duress for committing such an act. If you wish to avoid such duress, then you might want to avoid the acts that will bring it upon you." He then glanced over at Salarial, noting how odd it was for an elf to drink vodka. The silence, however, was characteristic, and he, for a moment, considered giving her the privacy that she was indicating she wished. But his outgoingness and the alcohol won over, and he spoke once more, "Ah, I see. An oath of silence? Are you a priestess?"
Elkrazar Skorous thought to himself as he took another drag from his cigarette. 'No, she isn't a priestess. She doesn't have the marks for one thing. Secondly, priestesses don't drink, in general. And they never consume hard alcohol. Perhaps she's only a quiet person, shy? Oh well.' His reverie was broken by Two-Leaves exiting, and he sat up a little straighter, adjusting his tunic and the knife on his belt a little. 'I wonder if that one's gotten into trouble. Or maybe only introspection.' He shrugged, taking a deep drag from the slow-burning cigarette, feeling a little looser from the alcohol.
Elkrazar Skorous heard the word "experiment," and glanced up at the armed guards. They were all wearing regulation-type equipment, not one of them varying from the other. The man in the suit, the briefcase, was too impeccable in his demeanor and dress to be a simple mercenary. 'Far bigger than the Invictus PMC...' he thought to himself. 'A government? A large private organisation?' The insight came to him immediately, and he realized they must be after Two-Leaves. Keeping the anxiety from his muscles with a force of will, he took another, larger drag from his cigarette, the only sign of his growing stress.
Elkrazar Skorous turns his head slightly to Two-Leaves, speaking quietly. "I figured out how you can start. You can assert that freedom using the same training they gave you to make you their tool." He turned the scabbard of his knife a bit, pointing toward the group of mercenaries, glancing down at it and then back up to the individual. And then leaned over and whispered, "Men, after you, hired by whatever government had you before."
Elkrazar Skorous nods, still fingering the knife. "Still, keep a low profile. They don't know you're here." His eyes flicked over, and then he relaxed considerably, grabbing a bottle of water that would have the same appearance of, but not the same smell or intoxicating effect of vodka. He poured two glasses, offering one to Two-Leaves. "Here, take this, you won't look out of place drinking." He took a sip of his own water.
Elkrazar Skorous nods, taking a sip of his water and then placing the glass back down on the counter, placing a finger on the rim of the glass. "I prefer Two-Leaves as well. It calls an image that I'm more comfortable with. Twelve...that's just a number for me."
Two-Leaves skids into the bar, both hands pulled close to the center of her chest and clutching onto the large scroll wrapped around her shoulders. Although as she walked the one on her leg began slipping, causing her to remove one hand and use it to stop that from falling instead. She didn't notice, or care, that most of her body was naked and flashing around at this movements, and as she got the scroll and held them to her succesfully she fell back into a chair and began to distantly look around with green eyes.
Two-Leaves seemed to be fumbling with the scrolls, although after two minutes or so, somehow and some way she managed to slip to the floor, sending a glass bottle through the air and towards Kroger Haggai as the woman landed on her stoumach with a groan, the scrolls wrapped over her body like a quilt.
Two-Leaves is laying, naked, on the bar floor... Waist to thigh covered by a scroll. She seems unconcious, although it was verified that she was when the glass landed on her head and smashed. Blood ran along the floorboards underneath her, dripping down her face.
Two-Leaves didn't answer, although her head shifted slightly as she lay there. The blood flow seemed to worsen.
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The scroll itself seemed to notice Viogandr was helping, which was why it didn't release energy enough to knock him backwards, as it usually did to those who tried to touch her whilst sleeping. This knowledge also seemed to travel into the mind of the woman herself, as she also seemed calm as her eyes drifted open, the green colour becoming visible and glowing slightly in the darkness of her current position. "Thank you." She mumbled lowly.
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Two-Leaves sat up, a shake of her head signalling that she didn't know. She made no attempt to cover herself as she looked around, hands supporting her as they pressed down against the scroll she sat on. "I fell, I think..."
Two-Leaves looked up at Viogandr and averted her gaze. "I have travelled for a while now... I guess." She revealed, taking this as the only meaning behind his question. The sroll sat in her lap would glow onimously for a second, Gherik's knife being hit by a dispersed energy and fired back up at him as it protected it's master.
Two-Leaves nodded, as if listening to the wisdom she had not heard herself. The very words from his mouth would take a magical form in the air, resembling steam. It would then travel into the second scroll and seal itself onto the paper in both Elvish and Deadric writing. It was this scroll she took at that point and began to slide over her body, beginning to wrap it around her again. "That kind of hurt..." She groaned, "I am going to have to try and not fall over again."
Two-Leaves shook her head, "I suppose it's mine. Although I am not really sure." As the shake ended her gaze was averted across the room, and she suddenly clasped a hand to where her wound was. "Ouch!" She complained, almost childlike, this action allowed the scroll wrapped around her to fall again, leaving her as naked as before.
Two-Leaves folded her arms across her bust and turned away, childlike, her legs crossing. "I can't tell you that!" She snapped, although her arms quickly travelled back behind her to take the scroll and pull it around her again. "It's forbidden knowledge, your not allowed to know."
Two-Leaves thought for a second, holding the scroll around her as she swivelled around, her front bare as the scroll was covering her back. She didn't seem to notice or care, and began speaking, "I don't know. I'm just looking for somewhere to live and a reason to not have to travel."
Two-Leaves shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure... I don't want to be alone, breeding is alot less fun if your the only one involved." The woman explained casually, not really caring what words came out of her mouth.
Two-Leaves thought for a moment or two, then used him as support as she pushed herself to her feet. She then bent over, lifting the scrolls and beginning to wrap them around her as clothing until she was dressed in her normal. She then slid into a nearby seat and raised her head to let out a long, howling yawn.
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