Post by Celisle nó Valerian (I) on Aug 2, 2007 23:29:02 GMT -5
Celisle nó Valerian
Age: 17
Race: D’Angeline
Gender: Male
Description: Long lashes frame smoky, dark gray-green eyes that hold in their depths the very essence of desire. Sweeping across his forehead his chocolate brown eyebrows eloquently rise and fall with every passing thought or emotion. His complexion is the sweet color of honey and cream, warm to the touch and usually just a little tan. His brown hair is usually just long enough to grab but he doesn’t let it get much longer as he doesn’t like it getting in his eyes.
Overall he cuts a fine figure; standing just shy of six feet he is tall and lean yet well formed with a strength and endurance that belies his slender frame. Seen from afar he might seem a sculptured statue, all height and beauty, but grace and elegance thrive in his every move. There is dignity and purpose evident in his every step, and like a dancer there is never a gesture or movement made without forethought.
History: Celisle doesn’t really remember his family; he knows that both his parents were Adepts of Eglantine, both very successful during their apprenticeship andwhiles running their own Troupe in the city. His mother died in childbirth and his father raised him until an accident during a tumbling routine claimed his life; Celisle was only seven.
Eglantine took him in after the accident in hopes of training him. His natural ability for dance was without equal, and he could easily learn any skill taught to him. Several years passed and no matter how talented he was it seemed that his heart lay elsewhere. The Dowayne of Valerian tested Celisle, finding his fascination with pain to be more than just a passing fancy and purchased his marque, more than pleased to welcome him to his new home. After his dedication his years of training flew by and his dream to be an adept seemed to approach as quickly as the dawn of new day.
The day after his sixteenth natal Celisle's virgin price was purchased. His patron, however, never reappeared after signing the contract, seemingly disappearing into the dark of the night. Even waiting for several days’ time the man was never seen or heard from again, not even to reclaim the coin that he had spent. With no other alternative Trinette repealed the previous contract, and let bidding resume for a second time. Several days later Celisle welcomed his first patron with open arms.
With the beginings of a marque finallylimedd at the base of his spine Celisle has finally begun to enjoy the pleasures of being an adept of the Night Court. Several of his first patronsbecomingg favorites and often visited him again and again over several days, setting his expectations reeling. And as his name became known he found there was a whole new world of pleasures to partake in, some more decadent than others but each equallydesirablee.
Age: 17
Race: D’Angeline
Gender: Male
Description: Long lashes frame smoky, dark gray-green eyes that hold in their depths the very essence of desire. Sweeping across his forehead his chocolate brown eyebrows eloquently rise and fall with every passing thought or emotion. His complexion is the sweet color of honey and cream, warm to the touch and usually just a little tan. His brown hair is usually just long enough to grab but he doesn’t let it get much longer as he doesn’t like it getting in his eyes.
Overall he cuts a fine figure; standing just shy of six feet he is tall and lean yet well formed with a strength and endurance that belies his slender frame. Seen from afar he might seem a sculptured statue, all height and beauty, but grace and elegance thrive in his every move. There is dignity and purpose evident in his every step, and like a dancer there is never a gesture or movement made without forethought.
History: Celisle doesn’t really remember his family; he knows that both his parents were Adepts of Eglantine, both very successful during their apprenticeship andwhiles running their own Troupe in the city. His mother died in childbirth and his father raised him until an accident during a tumbling routine claimed his life; Celisle was only seven.
Eglantine took him in after the accident in hopes of training him. His natural ability for dance was without equal, and he could easily learn any skill taught to him. Several years passed and no matter how talented he was it seemed that his heart lay elsewhere. The Dowayne of Valerian tested Celisle, finding his fascination with pain to be more than just a passing fancy and purchased his marque, more than pleased to welcome him to his new home. After his dedication his years of training flew by and his dream to be an adept seemed to approach as quickly as the dawn of new day.
The day after his sixteenth natal Celisle's virgin price was purchased. His patron, however, never reappeared after signing the contract, seemingly disappearing into the dark of the night. Even waiting for several days’ time the man was never seen or heard from again, not even to reclaim the coin that he had spent. With no other alternative Trinette repealed the previous contract, and let bidding resume for a second time. Several days later Celisle welcomed his first patron with open arms.
With the beginings of a marque finallylimedd at the base of his spine Celisle has finally begun to enjoy the pleasures of being an adept of the Night Court. Several of his first patronsbecomingg favorites and often visited him again and again over several days, setting his expectations reeling. And as his name became known he found there was a whole new world of pleasures to partake in, some more decadent than others but each equallydesirablee.