Post by Glace on Jun 25, 2023 10:42:14 GMT -6
Name:Glace
Race:Arkosian
Age: 28
Height:5’5”
Weight: 160lbs
Hair Color:N/A
Eye color: royal blue
PL: 3,554
Appearance: white skin, periwinkle soft skin, deep royal blue gem-like hard scales of the body usually undressed unless she wants to hide or look extra. Mostly unscathed except for hairline scars from old appearing wounds and a split at the tip of her tongue.
Aura Color: royal blue
History: Raising through the Arcosian ranks is as much a battle as when they take to a field. And the family Glace is born into knows of just how much they must fight and suffer to climb.
She knows but she doesn’t want to give into this game. She must play to survive but she hates it. And the more planets which come under their names the bloodier the battle gets.
Fear and strategic control are the greatest tools in their arsenal. No glass is safe and no one is trusting. The only friends he could make were ones that she knew she could count on stabbing her in the back. Or have an equal trade and insurance to back up their mutual companionship. Always be on equal terms or always be owed. Favors cash in and debts be paid.
She was tired of it and the more her family climbed the more a hassle it was. She once had a time where she could relax and be able to sleep. She was beginning to find she couldn’t even paint a picture without someone poisoning her paints or her handmaidens stabbing her with blades.
She’s been kidnapped a time or two and has been bailed out both times by her parents. However they’ve made it clear that if she doesn’t show her fangs and give people something to fear then she was as good as dead the next time.
They would push her further to gain more power in her forms and she was so bored with that. It took time away from her peace which angered her.
More and more these things angered her and made her more irritated. She hated it. She hated having to put more effort in the image of her family. She was sick of it. She wondered… will it ever be enough for them?
Race:Arkosian
Age: 28
Height:5’5”
Weight: 160lbs
Hair Color:N/A
Eye color: royal blue
PL: 3,554
Appearance: white skin, periwinkle soft skin, deep royal blue gem-like hard scales of the body usually undressed unless she wants to hide or look extra. Mostly unscathed except for hairline scars from old appearing wounds and a split at the tip of her tongue.
Aura Color: royal blue
History: Raising through the Arcosian ranks is as much a battle as when they take to a field. And the family Glace is born into knows of just how much they must fight and suffer to climb.
She knows but she doesn’t want to give into this game. She must play to survive but she hates it. And the more planets which come under their names the bloodier the battle gets.
Fear and strategic control are the greatest tools in their arsenal. No glass is safe and no one is trusting. The only friends he could make were ones that she knew she could count on stabbing her in the back. Or have an equal trade and insurance to back up their mutual companionship. Always be on equal terms or always be owed. Favors cash in and debts be paid.
She was tired of it and the more her family climbed the more a hassle it was. She once had a time where she could relax and be able to sleep. She was beginning to find she couldn’t even paint a picture without someone poisoning her paints or her handmaidens stabbing her with blades.
She’s been kidnapped a time or two and has been bailed out both times by her parents. However they’ve made it clear that if she doesn’t show her fangs and give people something to fear then she was as good as dead the next time.
They would push her further to gain more power in her forms and she was so bored with that. It took time away from her peace which angered her.
More and more these things angered her and made her more irritated. She hated it. She hated having to put more effort in the image of her family. She was sick of it. She wondered… will it ever be enough for them?