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Dahlia Farah

Roleplay: "Dead God -- RESTRUCTURED, NO SLOTS, O/A"

Player: dust in darkness

Public,   Enabled,   Approved,   Owned



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Synopsis
The Hostess


Description

A clean heart shaped face is shaped under full flushed cheeks, well kept eyebrows, and a pixie nose. Two large oval azure eyes keenly pick up on the tiniest of imperfections. For such a reason, her thick waves of pomegranate red hair are held back into a loose bun- normally decorated with some type of accessory- so that she is able to get to work at a moment’s notice. When relaxing this hair is let down and falls just a little short of half way down her back. Her full lips are stained with a brandy lip paint, normally accented with charcoal eyeliner and dark chocolaty eye shadow.

 

A tanned figure (around a 26 on Von Luschan's chromatic scale) outlines a five foot tall, apple form accompanied with an endowed chest. Her lean muscular core is hidden beneath several extra pounds. The small tummy roles give her the appearance of being something out of a renaissance painting. This extra bit of weight, while being a wonderful sign of wealth, causes much discomfort, so her form is normally covered with a sari or a number of jingly scarves and sashes to avoid public insecurity.

 

Appearance is one thing taken very seriously by the ex-priestess. Whether it be her costly wardrobe or numerous amount of jangly jewelry- making it nearly impossible to miss hearing her entering a room- she insists on being her best at all times. It is typical for her to be drawn up in layers upon layers of henna markings, making her a walking advertisement for her business. Her normal accessory list includes number of bangles, a chained necklace, dangly earrings, and a cherry amber bindi.



Personality

Dahlia is normally quite a docile woman. Her pragmatic ideals lean her towards acting compliant rather than seeking out conflict. At times has a great deal of passion, for her ‘children’- aka her paying customers- but holds an apathetic aloofness for drama and religious matters. Her true concern lies for own wellbeing, but if the time come, she can be swayed to offer up a bit of assistance. However, this is only in the rarest of situations. As long as everybody is mainly content and her wallet is fat, why change things? In holy affairs, she pleasantly goes through the motions to avoid drawing attention to herself, but she is also becoming rather irritated with the temple's lack of effort to maintain her beloved shop and home. In return, her charity towards the people comes at a price. She needs somebody to help pay for that leaking roof after all. Ah, such is life. 


When content, she is more than happy to provide assistance and information for those who desire and can afford it. If one does happen to irritate the woman, it would be wise to attempt to win back her favor with a couple of her favorite things; dahlia has a great passion for jewelry or her love of food, especially pomegranates, sweet cream, meat pies, hibiscus tea. Luxury items such as these are difficult to come by in the slums- and therefore highly appreciated. Lastly, do not make any sort of comments, jests, observations, or mentions of this woman’s figure if you want to live. She is a powerful woman who does not appreciate a crude sense of humor and she will be more than willing to see to it that you do not forget it.



Equipment / Abilities

Being an Innate means being blessed by Loeir, or so she was told as a child. Trained in the matters of the church for longer than she can even recall, Dahlia was raised to devote herself and her powers to the cults god. There was only one problem. Her powers were far different from most of the other girls. Where they spent their time conjuring fire to heat the food and having great visions of events not yet happening, Dahlia was given a talent considered to be quite useless. Her strength lies in the manipulation of water. She is able to purify, alter the flowing path, and change the state of anything in liquid form. At times, she was able to call forth a bit of raw kinetic energy, but it was never enough for her to gain a favor in the eyes of the priests. For the church, a young girl who struggled to even boil a cup of tea was seen as a major defect.

 

She was honorably retired from priestesshood and given ownership to a crumbling bathhouse in the slum. She has converted the building into a profitable business providing locals with hot- reasonably clean- water as well as offering up a number of other superficial indulgences, which include, but are not limited to, eyebrow threading, hairstyling, massages, henna tattooing, and shaving. The extensive possibilities make the shop ideal for future lower class brides and grooms. But it was the unused space in the back of the shop that caught the attention of the Flame. She rents out the space to the conspirators considering them to be little more than tenants. 



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