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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:05 pm
 It was fire, always fire that flickered and licked at the edges of her dreams. Fire was death. That was something she knew with absolute certainty, though she couldn't explain why. Of course her relationship with death was something strange and convoluted. She did not fear death for she was made to deliver it, that she knew from the moment her consciousness became aware. Her Parents desired death and she was to be reborn as their reaper to harvest souls from the light and drag them into the depths of the shadows and despair. The Slayer of Light. Perhaps then fire was not death but fear, and fear was something she knew well for to inflict fear you had to first understand it. She was slowly coming to understand many things though as she drifted in the dream-like reality between awareness and being fully awake. She understood loyalty for she must remain true to her cause whatever it was or she would fail. She understood family for her Parents and her siblings would always be her allies and never her enemies. And she understood emotion for she was to be above them, cold and without pity or remorse. Simply a machine created to carry out her creator's orders. But how can a machine have a soul, broken and shattered though it may be?
As awareness met alertness and she drew in her first shivering, gasping breath she wondered as deep inside she could almost feel the fire licking at the ice of her heart.The Viyach Lemarg are destroyers. Followers of the Thirteen Shadows whom they name as their Parents, they are fanatical reapers whose only purpose is to serve the Shadows' by feeding them the trapped souls of the slain and working to bring the bleak Shadowgrid itself, their infernal realm, to the lands of mortals and immortals alike. They see themselves as gods among men and trust absolutely in the power of their Parents to protect them and bring them back should they fall. One such Lemarg who called herself Ilye Sena served the Shadows faithfully enough that she was gifted with the immortal soul of one of the original Slayers and became the new incarnation of the Slayer of Light. Despite the chaos she reigned over the mortal realms, though, she was eventually killed by a Juxtan Marshal in revenge for torturing and slaying his beloved. Death found Sena in the fiery depths of a burning volcano and the realms thought her gone at last, the soul stone that kept her spirit alive and allowed the Shadows to reform her physical form destroyed in the fiery pit. The Shadows had other plans for their Slayer though. Her stone was damaged, burned and scorched until a simple reformation was out of the question, but the soul of the Slayer of Light still burned inside and so the Shadows constructed a new body to place it in. They forged and toiled taking this project as an opportunity to smooth out what they perceived as flaws and molded mind, spirit, and body until they were sure they had created the perfect tool with which to complete their plans and reap the rewards. And so they sent her out and the new Slayer began her reign of terror over the planes, but would it last? NavigationIntro <---You are here
Ebon's Profile - The Quick and Dirty Version
The Slayer Reborn - Pre-redemption
Between the Shadows and the Light - Pre-redemption
The Shadow-walker Redeemed - Post-Redemption
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:20 pm
Ilye Ebon Moridin
The Shadow-walker Note from J: This is the quick and dirty profile for Ebon which contains the base info needed for most artists aside from reference pictures (which are a few posts down). If you want more detailed information about one of the stages in Ebon's storyline then see the subsequent posts below which go into more depth for each stage. Thanks! Name: Ebon Moridin (Black Death)
Age: Indeterminable (in DnD terms she's considered a construct of sorts and thus doesn't age). Appears in her early 20s
Race: Viyach Lemarg Slayer (reincarnation of Sena)
Eye color: (Pre-redemption) Solid white, iris, pupil, and all (i.r. she does have an iris and pupil, but you have to look extremely close to see them, and from any distance her eyes appear solid white with no iris or pupil.) (Post-redemption) After her redemptions, her irises darkened slightly to a very light grey. Her eyes still look almost solid white from a distance, but when you look close you can see the grey of her pupil.
Skin color: (pre-redemption)Pallid and sickly pale, almost gives her an undead look except her skin is still smooth, it's just as if someone took all the color from her skin. (Post-redemption) She is still extrememly pale, but she has a little color and life to her skin
Body build: Slim, before her redemption she almost has a sickly look about her (though being a construct she has unnatural strength)
Hair Style/Length: (Pre-redemption) Ebon's connection to the Shadows has yet to be severed Because of this, her long straight hair takes on the wispy appearance of shadows floating in her wake (i.e. her hair might look solid until down closer to the ends where it fades off into nothingness). (Post-redemption) Ebon's white-gold locks no longer have that wispy, shadowy appearance. At the artist's discretion, her hair may be a little more wavy as well.
Unusual Features: (Pre-redemption)She's missing her right arm, but often covers it in a veil of shadows to appear like a glove covering it (Alantie hated looking at it, and so did she). With her connection to the shadows waning because of her disobedience, though, the glove-sleeve may appear insubstantial (and she can't, in fact, really use the shadow-hand as it passes through solid objects as if it weren't there). Also, the tattoo on her left arm is very visible, standing out in blood red against her unnaturally pale skin. (Post-redemption) Her arm has been healed in recompense for her redemption and the tattoo on her left arm is faded to a scar on her skin instead of standing out so.
Clothing: Ebon always wears blacks or shadowy colors. After finding Alantie her clothing style changed to match her newfound sisters (dresses with skirts just above the knee). After her redemption she still wears blacks, but embroidered with patterns in bright silver.
Jewelry: (Pre-redemption) Ebon wears the same necklaces that Sena possessed, a prismatic dragon's scale on a braided cord of black hair and a platinum infinity loop on a platinum chain. (Post-redemption) In the final process of her redemption, Ebon had to give up those items and no longer wears them, though she may wear another small piece of jewelry at the artist's discretion.
Weapons: (Pre-redemption) Ebon carries the golden scythe of a Lemarg. (Post-redemption) Alantie's present to Ebon after she was redeemed was to purify her scythe and turn it into a weapon for good. The golden shaft is much brighter and, on command, Ebon can reduce it to a small foot long rod for carrying at her side. The blade of the scythe is where the real change can be seen for even with the shaft extended to its full length, there is no material blade on the end, but instead a shaft of white-gold energy in the shape of the scythe's blade.
Character Personality: (Pre-redemption) Ebon is morbid and silent. She almost never smiles and even when she does smile, it's a cold and cheerless thing. After finding Alantie, she becomes a sort of stoic guardian, shadowing Alantie to protect her. (Post redemption) This morbid streak in her changes after she finds redemption. She finally sees joy in life again and can smile warmly. Her appearance doesn't seem so monotonous either, despite her continued preference to clothe herself in blacks and dark grays.
Character Preferences: Ebon only really cares for one thing, her sister Alantie. Her she cares for above all else, even her own life.
Class: Sorceress
Timeline: Pre-redemption refers to Ebon from the time she was first created until just a bit before her death. During this stage she can be drawn at any point from when she was still considered evil and at her worst up until when she and Allie had a reversal of roles (i.e. when Allie fell and Ebon really started more fervently down the path to redemption). Pre-redemption Ebon seems almost to be a monochromatic and morbid figure trying to find her way in a world where nothing makes sense (it took her a long time to grasp the concept of 'emotion' since she was created without it). Post-redemption Ebon seems more bright and alive, even though she still wears dark shades of clothing, Her skin is no longer pallid, just pale. Her hair is no longer shadowy black, but a gold that's almost white in its colour. And her eyes which where once purely white and almost lifeless now have a very light gray pupil (they might still be mistaken for pure white eyes from afar, but up close it's easier to tell). If you need any clarifications or have questions, just ask! ^_^ Roleplaying Descriptions: Pre-Redemption:
Parting shadows reveal a possibly familiar prescence as your eyes sweep the room. Born of all things twisted and dark, she stands as a reflection of that which created her. Shadows seem to form the lengthy tresses of ebony that decorate her head. Skin of pasty white gives the ghastly feeling of a lack of life, though breath fills her lungs. Thin lips marked with fine lines of stress belittle her smile, making it a cold and cruel thing, despite any warmth she puts toward it. Cruelly carved into the skin of her left shoulder, a mark forever stained in red depicts a bold 'S' run through vertically by a sword and crossed by a scythe. Seeming almost out of place with her appearance, a pair of feathered wings hang from her shoulder blades, her clothing always curved to allow for them. Her haunting eyes are seen to be pure white, lacking a visible pupil, and reflection-less. Her most defining physical feature, is the lack of her right arm, the appendage missing to mid-way between her elbow and shoulder.
Her clothing complies with her grayscale appearance. Formed as her hair, but textured conversly, the wispy strands form together into the shape of a simplistic, nearly sleeveless, black knee-length dress, the ends of the skirt trailing off into nothing a bit behind her. The left arm of the dress is non-exsistant, the arm covered instead in a lengthy black glove that gives the appareance of a disconnected sleeve. The right arm is sleeved, covering the shoulder and extending down the arm to cover the grizzly stump of an arm left, giving the appearance that the arm isn't missing, but completely gloved. The evidence of the missing limb is seen in the that the glove-sleeve moves through solid objects, unable to touch, feel, or grasp. The same wispy strands cover her feet solidly in knee-length boots. Two amulets around her neck break the nearly monotonous apearance, one an infinity loop cast in platinum on a study chain length of the same, and the other a prismatic scale hanging from a silky braided cord
--- Post-Redemption
What the eyes behold before them seems, perhaps, an impossibility. Smiling jubilantly is a face of familiarity to those who have gazed it before, though memory recalls it not as a vessel of happiness, but as a ghastly visage of evil. Could this really be the child of all things twisted and dark? Look closer and see for scarred upon her left shoulder, faded to near invisibility that tricks the eye to pass it, is the mark of her dastardly heritage; a sword slashed vertically through a bold S and crossed by a scythe, recognizable as symbol of the Slayer of Light. Step back and see the changes in her warm face, where alabaster skin is no longer cold and pale, but shines with radiance and warmth, and eyes that were blank and white are now pure, proving to be palest gray upon close surveyance. Crowning her head where once shadows danced in her wake lies a cascade of white-gold tresses, left to fall straight around her face where unpainted lips so often find cause to curl into mirth.
The clothing chosen no longer seems to whisper of shades and darkness, despite its melanic hue. A sable dress glistening with small entwined threads of metallic silver clothes her bearing a ruffled knee-length skirt with a neckline that curves over the right shoulder before dipping sleevelessly under the left. The skirt is hemmed in material of silvery-gray, the neckline embroidered in matching thread with scriptic patterns. Behind her the dress dips to allow for a pair of pearly white wings that now seem to completely belong to her. A full length glove of velvety black sleeves her left arm coming to rest just at or below that mark of sins forgiven, a matching one meeting the short sleeve over her right arm, healed by the grace that found her worthy once more. The top of the gloves is embroidered in a similar fashion as the neckline. Covering her feet are simple matching boots of a length to meet the hem of her skirt. Finally a belt is cinched 'round her waist holding a small jingling pouch and a short shaft of gold on her right hip and a sheathed sword on her left. Take a final glance at her face and it all becomes clear. The shadow-walker is redeemed...
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:26 pm
Ilye Ebon
The Slayer Reborn  Name: Ilye Ebon Moridin, Slayer of Light
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Other: Description: The shadows part to reveal a strangely familiar presence - a sense of the dead rising or a grave being trod upon perhaps. To those that know it is the undeniable symbol of the Slayer of Light tattooed upon her right shoulder, the dark red ink showing up boldy against her milky white skin, which marks this strange and perhaps frightening woman who carries herself with such a dignified presence as she looks down upon the world through eyes of a strangely solid, almost reflective white. The vibrant red of her lips seems pressed into the eternally cruel and uncaring expression of a cold and pitiless soul, but there is no soul in the woman crowned in darkened strands which twist and writhe about her face as if tugged at by an unfelt wind. She is draped in swathes of the shadows themselves wrapped around and beneath plates of burnished gold armor to cover the vital areas and which match the infamous scythe in her hand which marks her as a Lemarg, a child of the Shadows themselves. Two amulets hang from her neck, one of pure platinum shaped like an infinity loop, the other a prismatic scale hanging from a dark leather cord. A pair of coal black wings finish off her dreadful appearance, as if taunting the celestial wings they resemble with their utter darkness. Let the planes beware...the Slayer of Light has returned...Reference Pictures:
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:27 pm
Ebon Moridin
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Other: Description: Parting shadows reveal a possibly familiar prescence as your eyes sweep the room. Born of all things twisted and dark, she stands as a reflection of that which created her. Shadows seem to form the lengthy tresses of ebony that decorate her head. Skin of pasty white gives the ghastly feeling of a lack of life, though breath fills her lungs. Thin lips marked with fine lines of stress belittle her smile, making it a cold and cruel thing, despite any warmth she puts toward it. Cruelly carved into the skin of her left shoulder, a mark forever stained in red depicts a bold 'S' run through vertically by a sword and crossed by a scythe. Seeming almost out of place with her appearance, a pair of feathered wings hang from her shoulder blades, her clothing always curved to allow for them. Her haunting eyes are seen to be pure white, lacking a visible pupil, and reflection-less. Her most defining physical feature, is the lack of her right arm, the appendage missing to mid-way between her elbow and shoulder.
Her clothing complies with her grayscale appearance. Formed as her hair, but textured conversly, the wispy strands form together into the shape of a simplistic, nearly sleeveless, black knee-length dress, the ends of the skirt trailing off into nothing a bit behind her. The left arm of the dress is non-exsistant, the arm covered instead in a lengthy black glove that gives the appareance of a disconnected sleeve. The right arm is sleeved, covering the shoulder and extending down the arm to cover the grizzly stump of an arm left, giving the appearance that the arm isn't missing, but completely gloved. The evidence of the missing limb is seen in the that the glove-sleeve moves through solid objects, unable to touch, feel, or grasp. The same wispy strands cover her feet solidly in knee-length boots. Two amulets around her neck break the nearly monotonous apearance, one an infinity loop cast in platinum on a study chain length of the same, and the other a prismatic scale hanging from a silky braided cordReference Pictures:
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:28 pm
Ebon Moridin
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Other: Description: What the eyes behold before them seems, perhaps, an impossibility. Smiling jubilantly is a face of familiarity to those who have gazed it before, though memory recalls it not as a vessel of happiness, but as a ghastly visage of evil. Could this really be the child of all things twisted and dark? Look closer and see for scarred upon her left shoulder, faded to near invisibility that tricks the eye to pass it, is the mark of her dastardly heritage; a sword slashed vertically through a bold S and crossed by a scythe, recognizable as symbol of the Slayer of Light. Step back and see the changes in her warm face, where alabaster skin is no longer cold and pale, but shines with radiance and warmth, and eyes that were blank and white are now pure, proving to be palest gray upon close surveyance. Crowning her head where once shadows danced in her wake lies a cascade of white-gold tresses, left to fall straight around her face where unpainted lips so often find cause to curl into mirth.
The clothing chosen no longer seems to whisper of shades and darkness, despite its melanic hue. A sable dress glistening with small entwined threads of metallic silver clothes her bearing a ruffled knee-length skirt with a neckline that curves over the right shoulder before dipping sleevelessly under the left. The skirt is hemmed in material of silvery-gray, the neckline embroidered in matching thread with scriptic patterns. Behind her the dress dips to allow for a pair of pearly white wings that now seem to completely belong to her. A full length glove of velvety black sleeves her left arm coming to rest just at or below that mark of sins forgiven, a matching one meeting the short sleeve over her right arm, healed by the grace that found her worthy once more. The top of the gloves is embroidered in a similar fashion as the neckline. Covering her feet are simple matching boots of a length to meet the hem of her skirt.
Finally a belt is cinched 'round her waist holding a small jingling pouch and a short shaft of gold on her right hip and a sheathed sword on her left. Take a final glance at her face and it all becomes clear. The shadow-walker is redeemed...Reference Pictures:
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:31 pm
What does the future hold? This post is reserved until we find out
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:32 pm
Reference Pictures: Slayer Reborn (Pre-redemption):   Artists L--->R: Aerys, Glampanda Avi Edits: None Yet Best Gaia Avi:  Between the Shadows and Light (Pre-redemption but on the path to redemption):   Artists from left to right: ChimeraNell, Mousira Avi Edits:  Artists: Katherdante The Shadow-walker Redeemed (Post-redemption):   Artists: Whiskey Sour (Ebon on the right), Katherdante/Neobakeneko Collab Non-commissioned Refs: Outfit Reference - Cosplay design for Testament from Guilty Gear (which I didn't realise until I saw this, but Ebon does look a LOT like a girl version of Testament xd She even has the bloody scythe! Though hers is gold wink )     Art by Brom which spawned the original idea for Ebon - The pallor of her skin and the clothing is good for her 
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:41 pm
Related Characters Bhryn - 'Mother':
Ilye Sena - 'Mother':
Alantie - Sister:
The Lemarg:
The Shadows: Story Arc Forthcoming
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:42 pm
Story and Roleplay Snippets
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