0
followers
follow

Fedelia

Roses are red, some diamonds are blue. Chivalry is dead...but you're still kinda cute.

0 · 821 views · located in Northern Main Street

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Moonscar

Groups

Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

Description

Image


Age: 23

Gender: Female

Race: Elf

Job: Currently working as a waitress at Canti's and The Cheri Teahouse.

Status: In a relationship with Rick

Appearance: A slight and dainty thing, as most elves are, Fedelia is more human than her boring, highly counterparts. She is a much more normal height of 5'6", and her form, though slender, is not as long or lithe as normal elves. Her skin is a rich brown, and her hair an off-white, coming down to her waist. The trademark large, pointy ears gives away her heritage. She wears a variant of colorful clothing. Her eyes are black. This will be updated again soon because the writer is lazy.

Equipment and Abilities: Other than having normal enhanced elven senses and the latter, Fedelia has found herself with the help of an odd artifact that she came by after visiting a strange merchant. It seems to be made of gold and bronze pieces, and fits like connected rings upon all her fingers, fitting to a larger ring that sits upon her palm. This strange little object can allow the elf to bend space, having her create four portals at a time.

So begins...

Fedelia's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

In walked a first timer to Gambits. It was not sure whether such a character had been seen before, because the girl was an apparently rare black elf. Not a drow, no, and not a halfling, of all things.
Just a black elf.

White hair fluttered in her trail as she walked in, braids slithering over her thin shoulders. Just one look in her eyes and one could see she was a mischievous young woman. She had a thin smile and her lids were half-open. "Well, my, my. What do we have here?" she asked herself, eyes landing on the other elf woman and the young ninja lad.

"How odd this place is already."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Oh dear. Are you really going to be so rude? Jerk." said Fedelia as the young ninja lad flew in front of her. She aimed to plant a hand on his back and shove him out of the way. She really did not appreciate someone shoving their shoulder into her face. "I really should kick your arse out of the bar, but I suppose I'm in a good mood. I suppose."

That is, until she heard that very loud white bolt of...science...came through the door, causing the elf to run away quickly. She frowned as the troll came in.

Well.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

The woman put her hands on her hips, grinning up at this troll. "Truthfully I don't know if you could say that or not." She raised a brow. "I think I'm more prejudiced against those horns. Awful nasty." And here came the usual scoff between elves and the races they seemed to despise so. Not that Fedelia was necessarily 'racist' against any group in particular. She just wanted to test this little troll.

Probably a dangerous choice, but then again, did she care?

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"High breeding? Well, not that I understand troll society." She shrugged, tilting her head to the side. Grey-white hair waterfalled over one shoulder. "But...do I even want to know? Not like it could be good as elven society." As if she was high in her own society. She wasn't a ghetto lurker. Oh, no! But she did feel outcast before the tall, blonde-haired, blue eyed high elves and felt much too bored among the drow, who seemed interested in nothing but hacking at another live being.

Hmn.

"Got a thing for sushi? You don't look pleased!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Aren't you quite the crybaby, whiny troll?" came a familiar voice right next to Eridan. If he turned, he would see that black elf from a few days back. "Still addicted to Sushi, I see. I don't understand it. You must have the most awful of appetites."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Look who it is? Oh, you say it with such disdain! I wonder what has tempted you into such a bad mood?" she laughed, putting her feet up onto the counter and leaning back. "Then again, you are a troll. But one who does not like deep fried food? Maybe you have standards after all!" she said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Maybe if you asked the chef for something special. Sweet him up a bit! Maybe he might be nice enough to cook something half good."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Seafood? Well, there was an awfully nice giant down at the beach, but..." she pointed to his rough sushi. "I believe he cooked worse than that. The fish were also bigger than myself." She sighed, reaching out to click her fingers on one of his horns. She would definitely be caught if he tried to swat her away. "Is all you do all day is eat sushi? Surely, you've got to be more interesting. Your accent is also rather distracting."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Magic? Oh, I can do a bit of that. Though, probably not the type of magic you'd like." In a way, it was not even magic. It was not science, either, and because she could not give a name to it, she simply called it an ability. It suited her well. Seeing as the troll was not objecting, she attempted to take one of his curled horns in her hand, then flicking it with a finger before withdrawing.

"There is an academy and several witches I know of. One called Blain, another is a child, though not all the time. Part of her magic. It is rather confusing."

She found herself holding back a laugh. "What is a troll doing with a wand and magic? I thought your kind was past it!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"They are strange. I cannot place it, but you are not an ordinary troll. That is, if it weren't obvious enough," she told him, one elbow on the counter, cheek resting upon it. "A friend? Aw, well wasn't that sweet of them?" A rather nasty comment arose in her mind. Best not to release it just yet.

"The academy is usually for younger students. I saw a midget there once, but never went myself. I believe I have all I need to learn. I'd recommend one of those rogue witches. Less patience, more concentration on the student."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Got a little troublemaker there?" asked an unfamiliar voice, coming from the counter behind them. There was a girl there, one with skin as dark as Racie's, with a mischievous smile upon her face and white hair falling down her back and over her shoulders in curls. "Strange one would carry a child into a bar. Especially since this happens to be one of the more dangerous placed in town. Oh, but I suppose we all get out safely if we play our cards right."

She crossed her legs, leaning her cheek upon a slim hand. One which had a strange, golden piece of jewelry twined upon it. Pointed ears poked out from her silvery hair.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Oh, maybe another time, dear, I'm afraid I'm more parched at the moment," she said sweetly to Henry. She leaned forward and scanned the other three bar patrons. "Something strange about you all. I can't place it." She clacked the gold together, the ring pieces upon the flat center piece, and thought.

"Who are you all, then? My name is Fedelia."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Ahh! So he is a little bugger!" laughed the elf, watching Racie inquisitively. "Do pointed ears amuse you?" she asked, grinning wide. Furrowing her brow deep, she stared the girl in the eye. Her ears began to move.

"You all just come to eat? I've never heard of a kid traveling such a long way. He must be some kind of criminal!" she exclaimed, sliding from the counter into a stool. Her eye caught Xander briefly, but came back to the group of three.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

At Racie's reaction, the elf fell flat upon her back in laughter, slamming her fists upon the table. Oh! She had hoped for a reaction like this! She was expecting a yell, or at least an "Ohhh!" but it seemed the girl could not speak. "Do we have a mute in our midst?" she asked, digging the heel of her shoe into a nearby stool leg.

She heard the little child speak of a device that could allow him to travel, and tilted her head sideways. "Does that device look a little like this, Henry?" she asked, extending her right hand with the intricate gold rings around her fingers.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Mhmm? Just?" she said, putting a hand behind one ear, demonstrating for the girl to speak up mockingly. However, she did not lean back as the girl grabbed for her ears. She was not like Gian, nor was she scared of the girl. What was wrong with letting her pique her interest?

She then looked at the small device Henry whipped out. "Ohh? So it's much different. Huh! Well thanks, kid, I was just curious, was all." she said, eyeing Racie then, coming back to Conner.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

Fedelia raised an eyebrow, sighing. "You certainly seem to have a lot of little problems going on." she said, putting her ankle onto her knee. She then leaned away from Racie. That was...actually enough. She started to get ticklish. She did not want that.

"Who is this Gian child? Another unfortunate elf, I presume?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"A short elf!?" cried the woman, throwing her head back again in a cheerful guffaw. "Why, I never!" She put her fingers to her mouth to calm giggles. "A short elf...next thing you know, you will speak to me about a fat one! And tiny green men is hardly a myth. Forest elves are dangerous little flies. I do not like them, nor do I like high elves or drow. They're all too boring."

As much as she was enjoying the conversation, she was half listening to the robot and Xander Gray. She did not understand the bleeps of the robot tender, but she did know well of the human's speech. Well, she presumed he was human...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"None? None at all?" she asked, "How curious. I knew no such thing. I know of Santa, but he is much different in my realm. He is a goblin. But he, too, is a myth." The elf, ran her thumbnail across her bottom lip. "But I know the human one is definitely real. Or was, at some point in time. Sort of funny."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Oh? Middle ages, but hoverbikes? High technology, low life. Sounds familiar," she said to them, "But then again, I've traveled a lot. I know a lot of things. Nothing really sounds strange anymore." And how true it was.

Whatever the conversation was for that Xander man, it was certainly confusing, but he did not seem to have much need for discretion, speaking in a bar and all. And somewhat loudly, but then again, she was an elf. She could hear things much better than some.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

The elf turned slowly to look at Aika, her expression monotone. She seemed to show no surprise that the girl was there. It was hard to tell if she was acting or actually not surprised. "Well, hello. The conversation shouldn't be too interesting, could it? We are speaking of Santa." she replied smoothly, sitting up upon her stool.

It was easy to spot the two large men who came in, and the elve's eyes came to look right at them, a confused expression crossing her face before the cool mask was replaced. "And what's wrong with us 'pointed ear folk?'" she asked, tapping her fingers upon her knee. "Really, now. It's not like we'd bite."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

Weak? Not that Fedelia would ever fall for the taunt, but it did make her chuckle. It was just a bunch of kids who thought they were so much. They were probably extremely filled with angst, as well. She carried her attention to Stones and Boyle. That humorous pair. "And what makes you think you can get close enough to bite someone like me, hmm?" she said tauntingly.

She then sighed to Aika. "Have a problem, dear? You are not bothering me in the slightest."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

The elf stared to the gun curiously, blinking her lids as slowly as possible. She heaved yet another sigh. "And here people think I'm stupid enough to come into Gambits without some kind of defense for myself. Of course I can't dodge bullets, but I can at least send them somewhere else." If she triggered the portals before the bullets were fired, that is. She flexed the golden ring contraption upon one of her hands.

"My name? Is Fedelia." She could not hold back the slight giggles that came as Boyle was smashed to the ground.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Soft? There is nothing wrong with soft. You can be soft and forward at the same time. It takes a bit of courage and a bit of self control, but it can work."

Then the lady said something about her orientation. She perked a white brow. "Ohh? And what makes you so sure I'm straight? Because I'm not advertising myself?" she said, the slightest edge to her voice. "Not that I'd tell you what it was anyway!"

To the pair, she smiled kindly, though her eyes showed a stripe of...anger, was it? "Nice to meet you both." She held out a hand. Her left hand, simply because the jewelry was on the right one.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"A coy one? Not at all! I'm merely withholding information for my own amusement. There is nothing coy about it," she stated happily, putting her hands in her lap. The large cigar made her wrinkle her nose, for it was certainly stronger to her than it would be to most others, but she got over it pretty quickly for the sake of conversation. "I do not think you two could even possibly try to be coy. No more than you already are." she said, grinning.

To Aika, she stared, then bit the bottom of her lip. "No, you're probably just nervous. Never to worry, people learn to control that sooner or later. If you hang out with a lot of social beings. If you surround yourself with the people you would want to be like, eventually you begin to act like them." she told her.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

"Oh, no surprise that a business man would want to bulldoze a place like Gambits. So, what's your problem? Did the tender not give you the high-grade Château Lafite Rothschild you were looking for? Maybe your standards are just too high." came a voice from the corner. If Dane looked to the corner, he would see an elf. Not just any elf, but one of those apparently rare, dark-skinned elves that weren't drow. She was cleaning her nails and grinning.

"Of course, it could just be because someone ticked you off. The place is getting business. Could you really be spoiled enough to ask for more?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fedelia

0.00 INK

Fedelia did that.