Etoile
| Age 23 |
| Gender Female |
| Origin Kharsaga; half-elf orphan |
| Occupation TempeSTARii |
"the wing of the sea is the wave;
the wave of the sky is the rain;
the salt of the rain falls as hail;
and the hail of hate rains in shots;
the shot of the soul is the bell;
bell without time is the ballad;
ballad that craves no beloved:
the love that names not its ballad.
a bridle-less horse is this life;
the life of the sea is the wave;
the wave of the bird is the wing;
and the wing of hatred is war;
the war of the wind is the storm;
storm of the soul, the beloved;
beloved of all, the poet;
poet of the sea, mariner;
sea of the poem, the future."
"wing" by Roque Salas Rivera
Character written by Silently
How could one be orphaned out on the sea? Her parents could have been Navigators who never returned or Tempestarii who stared too much into the Shroud. Maybe the Mother took them back home, or a whale ate them whole. Perhaps they just left her because they knew she saw too much when she opened her eyes. She stared too hard at the sky and could count the stars before she knew what numbers were. Her earliest memories are seeing stars twinkle, hearing their whispers, and listening to their knowledge.
It was fate that a Stormmother took her in; something from Etoile must have been calling out to her, whether it was her soul or a loud growl from her stomach, her new mother would not share.
Appearance
| Height 5'5 |
| Build Sharp, slight and slender |
| Hair Black |
| Eyes Gray |
Etoile always looks tired, no matter how much sleep she gets. The faded purple half-moons beneath her cat-like eyes are constant, and there's little she can do to hide them—not that hiding them has ever been a concern of hers. With incredibly fair skin prone to sunburn, it surprises many to see the many tattoos that always find their way back to their starting point: her back. Colorful shapes of the waves, the Mother, the eight moons, fish and whales, sharks and squids-- a memorial to everything she loves. Eels, snakes, and sea serpents stretch down to her arms, twisting as they twine around each other to create knots that can never be undone. At the center of her back is a monochrome black ouroboros from which all the colorful things come from the end of its tail: a prismatic star reflecting light like a diamond. A pretty shroud stone embedded in her skin, directly on her solar plexus chakra, to help keep the whispers away.
Personality
Etoile is a reserved daydreamer who is quiet and soft-spoken, yet one could hardly call her timid. She is quick to move with an idea, usually never voicing what she is doing, and has been labeled as an unpredictable lone wolf—a loose cannon that is successful now, sure, but one who cannot play with others usually will have a limit on their success rate in the long run.
Skills
Star Prophetess: everywhere Etoile goes, she finds she is already there.