Name: Remilia Valentine (Alexis is her alter personality.)
Nickname: Remmy
Age [Appearance.]: 18-21.
Age [Actual.]: Not even she knows.
Species: A hybrid between an elf and a pixie.
Height: 5'8
Weight: 120 pounds, a curveless body.
Hair type: Short, blond, and jagged with blue and green tips.
Eye color: Swirls of green, blue, and gray. Red and white when she switches to her alter, Alexis.
Skin tone: Peachy white, spotted with soft freckles.
Affiliation (order, neutral, chaos): Chaotic neutral.
Powers: Telepathy, flexible, nimble.
Strengths: Alexis does well under stressful situations. Remilia is cheerful, unless provoked to switch.
Weakness: Remilia crumbles under stress, unless she switches. Alexis is violent and twisted.
Alliance Type (Holy, Good, Evil, Corrupt): She is good, Alexis corrupt.
Friends: None yet.
Enemies: Alexis has made many, Remilia none.
Special Quirks: Remilia has multiple personalities, Alexis being her prominent other self. While Remilia is cheery and often childish, Alexis is morbid, despondent, and violent.
History of Character:
Remilia had grown up within the forests of the Spine Mountains in a fortunate situation. She had a mother and a father who were both jesters and performed acrobats. Her father was an expert at fire-eating and juggling axes, while her mother was superb at tight-rope-walking and belly dancing. Remilia lived a rather fun childhood, being able to learn the tricks of the trade from her parents, life was lucky to her. She had watched her parents performing for Kings and Queens of the mystical Forest towns deep within the mountains, and many Shamans took to their liking. Dreaming of one day being as great as her two idols, she practiced nearly every day, performing seemingly impossible tasks for a young girl. Early on she had taken a liking to their unusual abilities, and so she would climb trees and balance across their branches, until she could make her way to the tight-rope. By the mere age eight she could juggle just about anything, and her mother had begun teaching her the arts of belly dancing. But on one fateful day when she was medial to two towns within the forest helping her mother and father prepare a deer to roast on the fire, a group of bandits had snuck upon their camp site. Undetected from their presence, Remilia had been up a nearby tree collecting fruits, and she had watched the entire scene in horror. It was at that moment that she developed a second personality. The shock of watching the two people that she loved most dying caused her mind to form another part of her brain to store the anger, the hatred, the awful memory of them being brutally killed and stolen from. And so, to this day, Remilia's personality is that of the child she was before the tragedy, and Alexis holds the vivid memory. Now older, Remilia wanders cities and small towns, performing for large groups, small groups, and sometimes even nobles. However, on occasion Alexis is paid as an assassin. The job is easy for her, while Remilia would be much too delicate for it.
Way you rp (no longer then 2 paragraphs please):
Pushing the tavern doors open, Remilia made her way to the very corner booth, dim lights casting shadows across her cloaked figure. Closing her eyes, upon opening them, they had changed to a sharp white colour, signaling that Alexis was now present. Her body fidgeted, and there was a slight scowl on her lips. She kept her attention forward, not shifting her gaze, even as a man entered the tavern and immediately walked to her, taking a seat across from her. He leaned forward, peering at Alexis. Leaning back abruptly and crossing his arms, he shook his head, whispering to her. "You're just a woman. How could you possibly take care of a job like this?" Smirking, Alexis removed a knife from her hidden sheath. "I can show you right here, boy." She twirled it between her fingers, leaning in closely to him, her piercing eyes gazing directly into his. The moment he caught sight of her eyes, he knew she was the real deal. Slightly intimidated at first, he laughed to break the hostility between the two. Slamming his fist on the table, he grinned. "I like your attitude. Fit for the job." He passed her some papers with all of the information she would need, as well as a satchel containing some coins. "Half now, the other half after you bring me proof that it was done right." And that night, Alexis' need for blood to be spilt would be satisfied. Leaving the tavern, she prepared to do her job.
Keyword: Divine
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