Lenore
(#30943326)
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Familiar
Blazing Goblin
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Energy: 49/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.51 m
Wingspan
2.76 m
Weight
59.5 kg
Genetics
Dust
Cherub
Cherub
Sanguine
Hex
Hex
Midnight
Contour
Contour
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Spiral
Max Level
STR
129
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
50
INT
5
VIT
13
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
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 L E N O R E ...Executioner? 
"Here, we trade in blood and bones." Lenore keeps quiet about what she does, but she's always there if you need a hand...she has quite a collection of them. 
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She finds solace in dark lace and bone. Crafts her room with small pleasures and fills it to the brim with idle finery. Old perfume bottles, stuffed with bloodstained silk. White tea in tiny gold cups. A jar of blue eyes on her dresser table.
On Sundays, she goes to the night market. It’s a few kliks eastward, and not too much trouble to drag a cart along for. She peddles buttery pelts and sun-bleached bones, teeth as dark as night, vials of spinal fluid. She buys jugs of embalming solution, essence of nostalgia, and a couple of doughnuts, coated in cinnamon sugar- one for her to munch on as she browses other wares, and one to bring back home for Linton. It doesn’t feel like enough, though. They’ve come a long way from...No. Stop. It isn’t good to remember. It isn’t good to remember how they had been captured, the taste of salt, the golden chains, how they’d tricked their way into the prophecy room. It isn’t good to remember how she’d slipped belladonna into the duke’s roasted fish, how she watched and held him down while he coughed blood and begged for help before slumping to the seabed. It isn’t good to remember how they ran, chased by watery guard spirits, how they stumbled through dark woods, to the edge of a wasteland, and gorged themselves on rotting wild strawberries. It’s a better life here now, in a bamboo-choked, isolated clan where nobody knows their faces (which they’ve changed) or their names (which they couldn’t quite let go). She forged the scrolls, and placed Linton and herself into an innocuous list of children- a long enough list of exalts and Unnameds that the parents and clan wouldn’t be able to quite recall every exact hatchling. She stole, scrounged and saved enough to completely change their bodies and patterns. She had promised him that they could start over. But then. She was given an offer. Decadence and luxury and assured safety are in her grasp, so grasp it she will. She just wants the best for both of them, she really does. She has friends, of course- Bellamy and Percival have similar interests in the arts of taxidermy and suchlike. But the most important person to her is her dear older brother. If it means she has to be on the opposing side of her friends to give them both a better life, she will do it. She has to. So she dons the faded red cover over her eyes. The one her grandmother left behind. She drapes softly chiming bones over her wings. She doesn’t think about which creature the bones are from, even though she suspects. She ignores the sense of trepidation in her heart. At least she still has one, right? The embers spread over her skin, and she agrees to serve the scheming Lady.
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These days when she takes up the instruments of her craft she notices that they tremble. It is ever so slight, the chime of glass against bone. But it betrays her. Because although she continues in her art she is afraid, deathly afraid, and she knows that this life was meant to be better but now her brother is gone. And these days she doesn’t know what she’s doing this for, doesn’t know why she scraped out her heart and blood and guts and gore and thought that she could stomach all of this, doesn’t know why she spent so long fleeing from this kind of fate only to run right into its open arms.
These days she thinks she might be a monster. She repeats it into the mirror each morning, with hollow eyes and an empty heart, that this life was meant to be better. It was the offer of a lifetime, she says under her breath, as her eyes flutter shut, as the world fades from her view and she covers her gaze again. It was an offer she couldn’t refuse. To be truthful she knows that serving the Lady Meredith, the lady with a diamond eye and stony heart and leaden lungs, is the greatest honor that she will ever have. So although she trembles and shakes through each day’s tasks, she fulfils them without fail. But some days when a glimmer of light slips into her eyes, makes its way under her mask, she wonders if this is not a blessing. She wonders if this is, in its own way, a curse. Then she shuts her eyes and reminds herself to be thankful for what she has, and she resumes her work again.
These days she thinks she might be a monster. She repeats it into the mirror each morning, with hollow eyes and an empty heart, that this life was meant to be better. It was the offer of a lifetime, she says under her breath, as her eyes flutter shut, as the world fades from her view and she covers her gaze again. It was an offer she couldn’t refuse. To be truthful she knows that serving the Lady Meredith, the lady with a diamond eye and stony heart and leaden lungs, is the greatest honor that she will ever have. So although she trembles and shakes through each day’s tasks, she fulfils them without fail. But some days when a glimmer of light slips into her eyes, makes its way under her mask, she wonders if this is not a blessing. She wonders if this is, in its own way, a curse. Then she shuts her eyes and reminds herself to be thankful for what she has, and she resumes her work again.
- written by Mercurium
[notes]» Still works for Meredith after the success of setting up Eidolon City
» Her reluctance has been replaced with a dull resignation over time
» She still hasn't fully processed the likely deaths of both her brother, Linton, and former 'coworker' Sosthenes
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