[*]I. Polyitsaux Seiren
 
IC
Name: Polyitsaux Seiren, born Pollie Seiren
Race:Elezen Duskwight
Age:40
Sex:Female
Profession:Weaver & Astrologian
Brief Description:

Where her gaunt, narrow features work in her male twin’s favour, the same cannot be said for Polyitsaux. Everything about her is long and bony and sharp. Long, thin hands. Long, whipcord lean limbs and bee-sting breasts. Standing at 6’3 in bare feet and pushing 7’ in her stiletto heels, she enjoys being around people who are bigger than her. She tries to hide her albinism with heavy makeup and wigs. 
Every inch of her body, from just under her chin down to her toes and fingertips, is covered in astrology tattoos. She is a miserable creature under it all.

She owns a clothing shop called the Wight Spider, but the vibrant silks and jewelry hanging like gleaming royal tack from the mannequins is but a façade. Behind the mask, if one knows to ask and comes with coin, is the panic room where she reads her cards. The doors get bolted for a reason.

‘…Weigh your every triumph with the knowledge that it comes at a price. Eventually, fate comes for its pound of flesh.’


I. Valdamar Dotharl
 
IC
Name: хүч / Khüch, meaning Force. But he goes by Valdamar to non-Xaela
Race: Xaela, Dotharl
Age: Early twenties
Sex: Male
Profession: Dotharl is LIFE (he works as S’kheler’s bodyguard)
Brief Description:

Looming at 7’1 with a meter and a half long tail that he has capped with sharp steel, a broad chest and biceps as big as S’kheler’s thigh, Valdamar looks absurd in just about any setting that isn’t the steppes.
A flat, black regard sits in a lean and angular face that might have been handsome once but is now a roadmap of scars. He moves like a half-tamed coeurl subtly testing the strength of its tethers.

Valdamar is told that when he was born, he arrived with a scowl. It remains a mystery to the tribe how a man who had been so boisterous and jolly in life could come back as such an intense and stone-faced little boy. And whilst Valdamar doesn’t dispute his soul, he defiantly refuses to have fun like his past self.

Something happened to Valdamar on the steppes that, through an unfortunate chain of events, lead to his being held in the illegal fighting pits of Limosa. It’s from here that S’kheler rescued him. S’kheler tries to keep him on a short leash and out of the jail.

His desire to return home has reached a feverish pitch for reasons he is uncomfortable explaining.
 
OOC
 
Tumblr with detailed bios and inspo!

Poly: https://stayfastandlonely.tumblr.com/(links to bio and shop within)
Valdamar: https://of-course-its-an-orange.tumblr.com/(shared with S’kheler)

Linkshells: LEAF & OOC Dotharl
Primary FC: PATH
 
III. Other Info
 
Contact info:Sometimes S’kheler and Valdamar go roaming through Ul’dah, so if you see us with the RP tag up, feel free to approach! Poly I’ve only done private scenes with so far, but the shop is up and running so she can be contacted through the tumblr or here if you want to visit.
She outsources her jewelry from goldsmiths and the like, if you have a character that might be interested in that!