

The . green . calls .you
❛ Whether the sin is good or bad, the consequences will come, the fruits in which you reap are as telling as the deeds that have been done. ❜

ㅤ rule 001 ㅤ : We dont bleed
Ic is Ic, Which means what happens IC does not mean it gets dragged into OoC. I keep them seperate and will continue to do so. I dont mind talking as adults, but dont think I wont blacklist you if drama starts over IC incidents OoCly- and vice-versa.ㅤ rule 002 ㅤ : Im here for a long time~
I love a good story~ Long-Term rps my love ♥ Short term is also fine, but I do adore long-term for friendships and character developments.ㅤ rule 003 ㅤ : Im not your G/F.
If youre looking for OoC adoration, I aint it chief. Im here for platonic friendships and good times not here for any of that funny stuff.ㅤ rule 004 ㅤ : Roll slow
Tempest is a slow burn character. What does this mean? Shes a littel frosty to get to know, so it takes time. No, I wont change it, you want to learn things? Find out Icly.
ㅤ rule 005 ㅤ : Mature Themes
Gore, heavy topics and shady themes. Im okay with. When it comes to heavy topics I think we can talk and communicate. I am often okay with most anything, but not everyone is so we can talk and figure out what may be kosher.ㅤ rule 006 ㅤ : Lets have fun
If something isnt enjoyable, please say something. Rp is supposed to be fun, enjoyable and something we can all enjoy. If at any point it is uncomfortable or its lost its luster? Its okay. Just please say something.ㅤ rule 007 ㅤ : Im not my Character
Please, please please-Understand that Tempest's views and opinions are not my own. She is a character. This goes back to: We dont Bleed. Her thoughts and opinions are that of her own, it does not mean we share the same opinions or views.

| i | ii | iii | iv |
|---|---|---|---|
| name | Tempest | alias | Warder of Woe. |
| age | 126. | pronouns | She/Her. |
| species | Vieran Rava. | Marital Status | Married/Not looking. |
| sexuality | Demi/Straight. | origin | Golmore. |
| location | Shroud. | class(es) | DarkKnight. |
PERSONALITY Snow Caller, The Warder of Woe; Her personality is dry and blunt. Frigid. She oft does not speak openly- if at all, closed off and more akin to that of a statue in preference of watching rather than talking. However, if a crack emerges and one can wedge themselves to pry the frosted exterior there is warmth underneath it. Level headed and fairness reign over her, opinion weighed on the whole and not just on one side. The world is not black and white and this she understands, so it takes consideration to know both sides of the coin in order to have proper opinion and actions taken.

Hardened through being a Warder, scars riddle and cross across tattooed skin like the lick of levin across the clouds. Whether she'll tell you how she got them or not is all upon the approach, but with frigid air she will remain silent.At a Glance:The mass of curls that crown atop of scalp sport ears that are slightly smaller than that of her kin, however they are forever able to hear past the roar of crowds. The mask that sets itself across her hues like a veil reveal nothing of the hidden eyes underneath that give not a hint of the thinking or focus of where they might land.Her frame of muscle, athletic more than truly lean, is riddled with scars that move across her arms and legs; deep set scars that run along her sides, while the more feminine lines of blue that form their tattood patterns run across them. As if to make them more appealing than garrish. A broken piece of expensive porcelain that has been pieced back together. Even as she stands, the air is cooler, warmth of skin more chilled and subdued.She lingers in the back, a preference for listening rather than taking action immediatly. What good is someone if there information isnt heard? A wealth of information from this woman, if one is so inclined to ask, or to find an opinion that is weighed not for one side or the other. Neutral in demeanor, and a scale of fairness towards all sides when she might find it opt to speak.


| i | ii | iii | iv |
|---|---|---|---|
| height | 6". | weight | 180. |
| eyes | Silver. | hair | White. |
| scars | Too many. | languages | Vieran. Common. |
APPEARANCE Silent. Cold. Battle Worn. Indifferent. Still.
Curls adorn the crown of her head, scars trace and curve sable skin that are decorated with the patterns of blue ink. Skin stretched across muscles that are honed from fighting, surviving.
Unreadable, features hidden behind veil of boned mask with placidity; danger or not? Your actions determine the reaction.
LIKES
Lemons
The color Green
Deep conversation
Her Husband
Kiwis
Savory dishes
STRENGTHS
Axes Heavy weapon user.
Aether Levin/Arctic Aether user.
Leatherwork Well rounded in leatherworking.
Silence
Spirits Hearing with spirits, communicating and aiding.
The Green



DISLIKES
Overly Sweet things
False intentions
Void
Over Confidence
New Armor
Mice
WEAKNESSES
His
name
is
Ensei