Spend my days locked in a haze,
Trying to forget you, babe,
I fall back down Name: Eleanor Graem
Race: Human
Class: Spellrogue
Age: Late twenties
Affiliations: None currently.
Relations:
Family - unknown.
Husband - unknown.
Son - deceased.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 140lbs / 63.5kg
Hair:
Thick and wavy, it reaches the middle of her back
Flax and wheat colors are twisted into multiple braids along the left side of her head.
Decorated with copper beads.
Eyes: A clear celadon-green.
Skin: A freckle-splattered, sun-kissed bronze.
Distinguishing Marks:
Most of the time, she is covered a wide variety of tattoos, some of which are permanent, others temporary.
They are all painted by herself in a vivid azure ink.
Clothing:
Her top consists of a leather cropped vest in a rich cerulean hue.
Simple leather lacing holds the top together.
The bottom half of said vest is a cerulean tulle that falls to just above her belt,
open in the center to reveal the middle of her torso.
Her bottom is secured low around her hips with a wide sepia-toned leather belt,
from which drapes more cerulean fabric in a tabard style skirt.
The belt itself houses many concealed pockets and compartments.
To complete the outfit are tall leather boots that match the sepia of her belt,
each reaching just above her knees and laced up with a string that matches that of her vest.
Accessories:
IncomingWeapons:
IncomingPersonality: Sarcastic. Trustworthy. Adaptable. Confident. Guarded.
Skills:
Recall - The rune for this spell sits stained into the palm of her left hand. It is activated upon thought and engaged when her hand touches the handle of a door.
Drawn by me, featuring El and a business partner of hers.
