Post by Liselle de Montblanc-Bonnel on Feb 9, 2008 22:16:04 GMT -5
Name: Liselle d'Aiglemort-Montblanc
Age: 16
Race: d'Angeline
Sex: Female
Appearance: Her thick, blonde hair is often left loose, a testament to her youth though her brown eyes are as rapier-sharp as a woman year's older. In contrast to many d'Angelines her body is curvatious, though still perfectly proportioned, and she accents this with clothing made to accent her breasts, hips and narrow waist. Empire gowns are simply not in her wardrobe, nor is anything suitable to wear to a funeral, though she does have black clothing for other reasons. Despite all of this, her features are quite lovely, and in public situations when she wishes to impress she is quite charming.
History: The youngest child of a wealthy farm-district Comte of the d'Aiglemort branch in Camlach, Liselle was spoiled to the end of the earth as a child, never taught that she can't have what she wants and possessing of an surprisingly animal cunning for such a sweet-faced child. Her father's lands supplied the cold-grown grapes that are made into joie and ice-wine, and this put a great deal of wealth at the family's fingertips.
Once this debutante made her 16th natale she immediately began demanding access to the City residence and suitable wealth to make a stunning spring debut. By this time henpecked by their own darling, her parents quickly agreed- as much to get her out of their hair as to hope that the more scornful City society would straighten out her attitude. In less than a week and with no tears shed she was in her carriage and on her way.
Personality: Cunning and vivacious with a certain bluntness, at first Liselle seems like a breath of fresh air, though those who look for some sort of hidden compassion soon tire of her. The Camaeline side of her breeding shows itself in deep-set determination and stubborness, as well as her endless ambition. With a goal in sight she doesn't let go until she is shamed out of it- for finds a better prospect.
In terms of pleasure she does not crave the harder Houses of Valerian and Mandrake, but softness gets nowhere either; she is the type to be sought at Jasmine, Bryony, Camellia, or even Cereus if the right adept with the right attitude catches her eye. Quite free with her body, she will go wherever pleasure and thrills present themselves, though any show of affection is quickly scorned as yet. To love her is to be quickly reminded that Love is cruel.
Age: 16
Race: d'Angeline
Sex: Female
Appearance: Her thick, blonde hair is often left loose, a testament to her youth though her brown eyes are as rapier-sharp as a woman year's older. In contrast to many d'Angelines her body is curvatious, though still perfectly proportioned, and she accents this with clothing made to accent her breasts, hips and narrow waist. Empire gowns are simply not in her wardrobe, nor is anything suitable to wear to a funeral, though she does have black clothing for other reasons. Despite all of this, her features are quite lovely, and in public situations when she wishes to impress she is quite charming.
History: The youngest child of a wealthy farm-district Comte of the d'Aiglemort branch in Camlach, Liselle was spoiled to the end of the earth as a child, never taught that she can't have what she wants and possessing of an surprisingly animal cunning for such a sweet-faced child. Her father's lands supplied the cold-grown grapes that are made into joie and ice-wine, and this put a great deal of wealth at the family's fingertips.
Once this debutante made her 16th natale she immediately began demanding access to the City residence and suitable wealth to make a stunning spring debut. By this time henpecked by their own darling, her parents quickly agreed- as much to get her out of their hair as to hope that the more scornful City society would straighten out her attitude. In less than a week and with no tears shed she was in her carriage and on her way.
Personality: Cunning and vivacious with a certain bluntness, at first Liselle seems like a breath of fresh air, though those who look for some sort of hidden compassion soon tire of her. The Camaeline side of her breeding shows itself in deep-set determination and stubborness, as well as her endless ambition. With a goal in sight she doesn't let go until she is shamed out of it- for finds a better prospect.
In terms of pleasure she does not crave the harder Houses of Valerian and Mandrake, but softness gets nowhere either; she is the type to be sought at Jasmine, Bryony, Camellia, or even Cereus if the right adept with the right attitude catches her eye. Quite free with her body, she will go wherever pleasure and thrills present themselves, though any show of affection is quickly scorned as yet. To love her is to be quickly reminded that Love is cruel.