Ayla
(#39940247)
she/her | stifled thoughts and long forgotten dreams
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
27.58 m
Wingspan
14.29 m
Weight
7296.93 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Ripple
Ripple
Obsidian
Current
Current
Brown
Opal
Opal
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Imperial
EXP: 3486 / 11881
STR
30
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
21
INT
8
VIT
15
MND
6
Biography
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f f ayla (amakiir). she/her | paladin of conquest f f |
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Faith. Her world used to be defined by faith, heavenly light bleeding through the hazy corners of her vision and the golden edge of her sword. She doesn’t trust things like that anymore. Oaths. She swore an oath once, kneeled before some deity she doesn’t even know anymore and vowed her eternal fealty, as if it was nothing. Threw it all away. She can’t put her faith in things like that anymore. Love. The whole world told her that her family loved her more than anything, suppressed her into silence. But it was her sister, her flesh and blood (and blood and blood), that abandoned her, that ruined her like this. She doesn’t need to say it. That she can’t swear any kind of oath of affection anymore. But she can love, she thinks. She’s stronger than that. Can face her own emotions even when each second they threaten to shut her down. Her lover these days is not honey-sweet softness and illusions of fawning fondness, no rosewater and flickering candles, but there is something real beneath that glimmer of dark magic, something that glistens far below the surface, deep in the waters below. She thinks that their mutual search for power far greater than themselves ties them together in ways no physical bond ever could. No shallow hormone-addled envy. So she sits in her castle, and she plots and she plans, and she ensures that no one, neither lover nor blood, will ever steal away her glory again. | .................... |
mikhael wrote:
for ayla:
'drawing with charcoal! the way it blends into the paper and into your hands. bruises, but in a good way, from a fight you won or proved them wrong in. grinning when you've surprised someone you love and they're shocked and happy and lost for words. the smell of apple cider in fall air.'
'drawing with charcoal! the way it blends into the paper and into your hands. bruises, but in a good way, from a fight you won or proved them wrong in. grinning when you've surprised someone you love and they're shocked and happy and lost for words. the smell of apple cider in fall air.'
shanncrafter wrote:
Slender fingers lift a goblet to her lips; she drinks full and deep of a liquid that is more vinegar than wine. Gold and black mottles the vision and a certain holy ringing-- from swords or from bells it is impossible to tell-- fills the ears. She is older, wiser. Polished blades and towering ivory towers and holy blood spilled across pristine marble tiles. If the path I walk will bring me the honour I deserve, I myself will carve it from my own heart and no one else's.
pigwidgeon wrote:
Allegiances that twist and coil;
paradise eternally betrayed.
An oath forsworn and honour soiled,
though from her path she never strayed.
Chains were broken, ties undone,
Trust sabotaged in promised word.
Battles lost and wars won,
and through it all, a hunger stirred.
The deep, abiding lust for power
fills the void once left by blood.
She governs from her lonely tower,
wielding both influence and love.
Still waters run the deepest,
and faithful love is sweetest.
paradise eternally betrayed.
An oath forsworn and honour soiled,
though from her path she never strayed.
Chains were broken, ties undone,
Trust sabotaged in promised word.
Battles lost and wars won,
and through it all, a hunger stirred.
The deep, abiding lust for power
fills the void once left by blood.
She governs from her lonely tower,
wielding both influence and love.
Still waters run the deepest,
and faithful love is sweetest.
round icons by limanya #141180
dividers by archaic #19153
small pride flags by 88mph #223365
lore by mercurium #42479
dividers by archaic #19153
small pride flags by 88mph #223365
lore by mercurium #42479
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