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09:38, 28th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Whisper White

Whisper's flowing dark mane of hair varies wildly in its upkeep and consistency, but whether she's dressed in the rough leathers of a Sczarni teamster or her trademark corset and tattered dresses she's the sort of person that's more known for her appearance than her personality. And what an appearance it is, it's possible that Whisper herself doesn't remember all of the assorted piercings, tattoos, and scars she's made upon her body by now.

Her back piece is a beautiful work of art depicting the goddess Shelyn nursing her brother Dou-Bral (Zon-Kuthon) returned from his journey "between the planes" and fighting the terrible madness that burns within him. She keeps her facial piercings more modest than her earrings, which can tend to the extravagant. Her entire right arm is a staccato homage to Thassilonian poetry in scars. Hidden inside her actual tattoos are her tribal Ragario tattoos that glow dim red sometimes in darkness and in anger, earned in the trials that cause the faint burn scars barely visible at the neckline below her left ear.

Whisper's handbag is quite magical, a darkly macabre piece obviously crafted by alien minds and decorated with demonic faces in matte black leather. Despite that, she often decorates it with tiny garlands of wildflowers or bright ribbons. The depths of the handbag are truly astonishing, even thought she obviously keeps it tightly packed. In sunnier times for instance she has been known to pull out a black frilly parasol to provide her pale skin shade from the sun, and anyone with even a cursory awareness of the woman knows she must keep the thing well stocked with bottles of her dark oldlaw whiskey and bottles of fine wine.

Whisper's corset is a masterpiece of workmanship as well. Ornate as well as practical, the thing is more like armor than clothing. Two sheathes for daggers at the back blend seamlessly in with the lines of the vest, but luckily for all she sometimes waves those blades about menacingly she's more apt to use them for slicing cheese and bread than anything else.

Her pet raven, Hraban is usually close by if not on her shoulder begging for scraps of food or singing filthy songs to itself in some corner.

Height: 5'7"     Hair: Black  Age: 25
Weight: 115 lbs. Eyes: Hazel