Species:
Pendragon
Looks:
(female)
Age:
31
Occupation:
Exotic Dancer; Drug Dealer

Trades

Primary Trade:
Dancing, Journeyman
Secondary Trade:
Seduction, Journeyman

Out of Character

Player:
Violaceous

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Lybali Maatkare

  • Alluring
  • Graceful
  • Lithe
  • Naïve
  • Seductive
  • Shortsighted
  • Vain
  • Description

    ( Even though I just came up with Lybali, I'm afraid she annoys me too much for me to roleplay her, so she is officially under construction XD )

    Let's Get Physical

    Six feet tall and curvy as an hourglass, Lybali draws the eyes like honey draws the bears, which is good - she wouldn't settle for anything less. Her thick, lush coat (the only thing her mother ever gave her) is a deep crimson, like a perfect drop of blood. The color of lust, the color of love, the color of passion. Her coat deepens to a rich plum on her back, tail, and parts of her face and arms. Her lithe, womanly body is covered in swirling marks of a bright, electric blue which, on her back and thighs, form lines suggesting roses. Her tail, like most of her body, resembles more than anything a big cat's, and is quite long.

    Her face is striking. Her ears, more cat-like than Yki, are rimmed in plum, and surrounded by countless tumbles of corkscrewing hair which varies in colour from electric blue to a deep blueblack. Her eyes, slits surrounded by a field of ocean-colored iris, are veiled by thick, dark lashes the color of night, the same color as her long tongue, inner mouth, and nose.

    Lybali's Not Her Real First Name...

    Lybali just wouldn't be Lybali if she didn't think she was the greatest thing since the discovery of fire. Her birthname - who even knows what it was anymore? - was much to ordinary, much too common; besides, it was given to her by her mother. Obviously, it had to go. And so, in a stroke of pure genius, Lybali found the nearest Ramathian-Common dictionary and looked up the word that fit her perfectly - lovely. Now she wears it like an evening gown, and everywhere she goes, people turn to look at the essence of loveliness itself. And if Lybali loves anything more than herself, it's the adoration of others. Though she's been called Histrionic many times, she knows it's just envy. She doesn't have to seek attention, attention seeks her. And as far as the claims of being overly seductive go... well, she wouldn't act the way she did if the ardens and thills she hooked up with didn't love every second of it. And as far as the rapidly cycling emotional roller coaster that she boards everytime a fling doesn't work out... whatever. That's none of anyone's business but her own. Period.

    ...And She Doesn't Make Her Money Dancing

    How she does make her money is slightly more interesting. Some of her money does come from her dancing job, and some from pickpocketing, or morning-after theft on the way out of the door. But the wealth it took to buy her fancy condo in an upscale district, well, that came from a different kind of job...

    Lybali's found her fair share of trouble, mostly stemming from her lust towards the bad boys. Usually, this trouble ends in violence and depression, but on one lucky occasion in the spring of '82, it ended in a job, and a good one at that. Turns out middlemen make a lot of cash selling hard drugs. Though her uncanny skill at... persuading... officials to overlook her transgressions made her a good dealer for awhile (as her lover had known it would), it was her disloyalty towards her lover in matters other than business that caused the relationship to go sour, and her source of income with it. But oh well. By the time he found out about her adulterous ways, she had quite a stash of money in the bank, and that's the end of the story, as far as anyone except Lybali needs to be concerned. 

    Family Is For Suckers

    Lybali harbors a completely justified resentment towards her mother, who didn't set out any money for Lybali in her will. Then again, the thill probably died without a penny to her name. As for her half-sister, Sage... well, the girl is impossible to deal with. Always arguing and looking like hell with her forearms covered in paint, it's no wonder she can't find an arden willing to make her into a thill. But Lybali, out of the pure goodness of her heart, gives the girl a room in her condo (which, incidentally, has three bedrooms and a hot tub), which Sage, unthankful as ever, hardly even uses. The girl is silly, anyway, holding on to her Yki blood like it matters for anything, when everyone knows that Yki are practically barbaric.

    Trail of Tears

    none yet.

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