Yennefer
(#39733)
I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less.
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Energy: 48/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.68 m
Wingspan
3.69 m
Weight
678.07 kg
Genetics
Heather
Metallic
Metallic
Wisteria
Facet
Facet
Cerulean
Firefly
Firefly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 18 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 2647 / 92435
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
51
INT
95
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
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Warning for body horror below Yennefer began her life as a Guardian in the Tangled Wood, her Charge a tiny Fae named Geralt. The two made a home for themselves and started a clan. Far too soon, however, they were challenged by an upstart young Wildclaw and her Ridgeback mate. Rather than risk a fight to the death, as Yennefer would have defended him to the last breath, Geralt coaxed her to leave. The two of them left to serve the Shadowbinder, and left their home in the claws of a new leader. Yennefer learned much from the Shadowbinder- of magic and subterfuge, of darkness and piercing the veil, and of changing to suit her needs. One of these new lessons included changing her form into something that suited her new skills. She shrank, twisted, and immediately began to have convulsive coughs that wracked her frame. After days of expectorating, she finally coughed up ... something. It was black in the light- or what passed as light- in the Shadowbinder's realm. It glistened, and... pulsed. By scent alone, she knew it was from her body, and by instinct, she retched again- this time, a black ichor dribbling from her mouth and onto the object she'd produced. Obsessively, she ran her claws through the black fluid and over the effigy, coating it, and shaping it into a sphere. Over time, it became a pearl, and Geralt approached his mate, a sombre approval in his eyes. He, too, had changed, to something far more suited to the task of hunting shadows in a world full of them. "Are you ready to go home?" She asked. "Not yet. Go ahead, and wait for me." She reached out and touched his slender muzzle, licking his snout before he dipped his head to touch the orb on his forehead to the pearl she clutched. A wordless promise, a thousand memories, and a million emotions ran, unspoken between them. "I will always wait for you." |
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The Night so black that the darkness hummed.
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Oh but the farrow know
Her hungry eyes, her ancient soul
It's carried by the sneering menagerie.
Know what it is to grow
Beneath her sky, her punishing cold
To slowly learn of her ancient misery.
♥By Anayre!♥
Originally: Midnight/Rose/Forest
heather/wisteria/cerulean
Yennefer is my progen ♥ (I can't sell her, please don't ask.)
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Exalting Yennefer to the service of the Stormcatcher will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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