Post by genevieve on Oct 7, 2007 12:41:37 GMT -5
Name: Simone nó Jasmine (née rí Eirann)
Age: 18
Race: Eiran
Gender: Female
Appearance: Porcelain skin and dark, alder brown hair play off one another; pale skin accentuating the rich luster of her hair and chocolate curls showing off the flawless, iridescent beauty of her body. Deep brown eyes, large and doe-like are framed by finely arched brows and her lips, naturally rosy, are full and tempting. Standing in flat feet she is of the expected height, reaching five feet and seven inches, however she always appears taller, willowier, more graceful as only very rarely will she step out in anything other than a four inch stiletto heel. Fine hands, with strong and slender fingers are a particular point of pride, useful in all the skills of a Night Court adept, from rippling over the keys of a pianoforte, to a much more intimate caress. Her figure is curvy, hips and breasts full, though neither noticeably large. She walks with the poise and effortless grace of a dancer, head held high, hips swaying- the Court has taught her well.
History: The daughter of Connorrh rí Eirann, an Eiran prince and a fully marqued Night Court adept, Fila nó Camellia, Simone has ever been both at the heart of and so very far away from courtly politics. Although an attentive, polite and generous husband, Connorrh (like many of royal lineage) does not love his wife, and leads a somewhat lonely life, seeking solace in his mistress- in herself a far more powerful personality. A naturally solitary man, he proved somewhat disastrous for Eiran politics in his youth, and now heavily relies on the politically astute mind of Fila- an actuality accepted though not universally liked by those of influence.
As an illegitimate, but publicly and proudly acknowledged child, Simone posed no threat to the crown’s direct line and yet remained a powerfully influential bargaining chip, a position which rendered her the darling and the investment of the family. At ten years old, she was sent to the Night Court, to learn the skills of polite society and the skills of a lover- although favoured and pandered to, she was always a pawn- and so increase her value as an asset to the family. Their intention is to recall her, upon the completion of her marque, to Eire, at which time she will be paraded, and sold to the highest bidder.
Upon joining the Night Court, she was fostered by Eglantine where her musical skills and dance flourished, however although proficient at the arts taught her, she never showed the spark of genius sought by the house, essentially being too lazy to try for anything which did not come naturally- a byproduct of an exceptionally pampered upbringing. Her love of luxury at first seemed fitting for Bryony, however when explored, it was her particular tastes which led her eventually to perform her debut for Jasmine. It was not expense for the sake of expense, nor fashion for the sake of fashion which drew her, but the feel and sensation of luxury against her skin. Intolerant of anything but silk, satin, fur and the finest of soft wools- cashmere and angora- she discovered her hypersensitivity of feeling. Sensuality, sexuality and pleasure felt a hundredfold more than usual: she is a brittle gem of Jasmine house. Though moved to sublime ecstasy with the touch of a feather- pain too she feels far more acutely than any other, and not with the accompanying climax of a Valerian adept.
Understanding now the limits and extension of her own abilities, her marque is beginning, slowly, to come together after a few shaky starts. Her instinctive rapport with a ‘client’s’ wishes are beginning to pay off and the elegant vines of the tattoo are starting to stretch up her back, a design she admires in backless gowns behind closed doors, and ardently anticipates flaunting.
Age: 18
Race: Eiran
Gender: Female
Appearance: Porcelain skin and dark, alder brown hair play off one another; pale skin accentuating the rich luster of her hair and chocolate curls showing off the flawless, iridescent beauty of her body. Deep brown eyes, large and doe-like are framed by finely arched brows and her lips, naturally rosy, are full and tempting. Standing in flat feet she is of the expected height, reaching five feet and seven inches, however she always appears taller, willowier, more graceful as only very rarely will she step out in anything other than a four inch stiletto heel. Fine hands, with strong and slender fingers are a particular point of pride, useful in all the skills of a Night Court adept, from rippling over the keys of a pianoforte, to a much more intimate caress. Her figure is curvy, hips and breasts full, though neither noticeably large. She walks with the poise and effortless grace of a dancer, head held high, hips swaying- the Court has taught her well.
History: The daughter of Connorrh rí Eirann, an Eiran prince and a fully marqued Night Court adept, Fila nó Camellia, Simone has ever been both at the heart of and so very far away from courtly politics. Although an attentive, polite and generous husband, Connorrh (like many of royal lineage) does not love his wife, and leads a somewhat lonely life, seeking solace in his mistress- in herself a far more powerful personality. A naturally solitary man, he proved somewhat disastrous for Eiran politics in his youth, and now heavily relies on the politically astute mind of Fila- an actuality accepted though not universally liked by those of influence.
As an illegitimate, but publicly and proudly acknowledged child, Simone posed no threat to the crown’s direct line and yet remained a powerfully influential bargaining chip, a position which rendered her the darling and the investment of the family. At ten years old, she was sent to the Night Court, to learn the skills of polite society and the skills of a lover- although favoured and pandered to, she was always a pawn- and so increase her value as an asset to the family. Their intention is to recall her, upon the completion of her marque, to Eire, at which time she will be paraded, and sold to the highest bidder.
Upon joining the Night Court, she was fostered by Eglantine where her musical skills and dance flourished, however although proficient at the arts taught her, she never showed the spark of genius sought by the house, essentially being too lazy to try for anything which did not come naturally- a byproduct of an exceptionally pampered upbringing. Her love of luxury at first seemed fitting for Bryony, however when explored, it was her particular tastes which led her eventually to perform her debut for Jasmine. It was not expense for the sake of expense, nor fashion for the sake of fashion which drew her, but the feel and sensation of luxury against her skin. Intolerant of anything but silk, satin, fur and the finest of soft wools- cashmere and angora- she discovered her hypersensitivity of feeling. Sensuality, sexuality and pleasure felt a hundredfold more than usual: she is a brittle gem of Jasmine house. Though moved to sublime ecstasy with the touch of a feather- pain too she feels far more acutely than any other, and not with the accompanying climax of a Valerian adept.
Understanding now the limits and extension of her own abilities, her marque is beginning, slowly, to come together after a few shaky starts. Her instinctive rapport with a ‘client’s’ wishes are beginning to pay off and the elegant vines of the tattoo are starting to stretch up her back, a design she admires in backless gowns behind closed doors, and ardently anticipates flaunting.