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 Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 3:24 pm
Hal'diira Baen'Und
Spider Sister, Blessed by the Spider's Kiss
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:32 pm
⊱Statistics⊰
Name: Hal'diira Age: 80
Height: 5'4
Weight: 130
Appearance: Snow white hair, red intense eyes, dark gray skin. She normally wears her hair up in a bun with a pair of chopsticks stuck through it. She likes to wear blue shades accented by rich intense reds. She may be a bit short of stature..but she has a lot of intensity in those eyes of hers.
Personality: Though she is very private and has a mystery about her, Her eyes ever roam looking and searching for new trysts to encounter. Despite seeming cold and blunt when dealing with the incompetent males she heals on a daily basis; she can be most amorous. Her appetites are on the risky side, and when her temperament rises..watch out,cause healers can also harm if they are given a reason to.
Abilities: Through supplication, prayer and meditation she can heal those who have need of her abilities. Sometimes though she can heal a person by a mere touch though this doesn't happen often. Usually only if the drow is very in tune with the Spider Queen and Lolth desires the drow to be healed quickly.
Stage: Dalharil
Class: Yathrin/Healer
Other Jobs: Her House's Representative to Drow Society. She hasn't had this job very long. It used to belong to an older sibling..who was killed for incompetency. Hal'diira has been taught all manners of propriety and has a shrewd head for Society's intrigues.
Mate: None
City of Residence: Not known
Weaponry: She carries twin sharp twisted blades that has a spider web design on the handle, she hides them inside her long flowing sleeves of her dresses. Her chopsticks are metal and have needle sharp points on the hidden ends.
Preferences: Women, Men,
Despises:
Fears:
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:33 pm
⊱History....erased⊰
Not much can be said about the House Baen'Und, as everything about it is kept secret. The House is spoken of in whispers and speculation, as none of the members have become involved with any drow society until Hal'diira came along.
The majority of her cousins and siblings are all strong in magical abilities and make a point of only using their magic where the public eye can't see them. Hal'diira was the first cleric healer born into the Baen'Und house in centuries. Had she been not gifted so she would have never had the opportunity to step outside the threshold and confines of the Elitist Baen'Und family.
Though she has an idea of what goes on within the closed doors of the House, she has learned that to breathe a word about it would result in most tragic consequences. Though she is only a healer, she has become the outside contact for the House and is used to conduct whatever business the Matron or family needs done. While she would prefer to use her time solely as a healer, she knows its her duty to do as she is commanded.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:34 pm
⊱Personal Belongings⊰ her Journal
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:36 pm
⊱Allies..those whom she deems useful⊰
⊱Enemies...those who outlive their usefulness. ⊰
⊱Encounters...⊰
Hal and Moq'l Rp with Alamoraine's OCD poisoner.
A Healer can Torture too Hal and Elkaun, rp with Yousei Akki.
Growth Requirements: 2/3 Rps, 3/10 Journal Entries[color=#648ad8][/color]
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 4:37 pm
⊱Music...that which melts the ice filled heart⊰
⊱Artistry...⊰  Art by g0blin on deviantart.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 4:01 pm
⊰Inner Workings⊱
A most fortunate event has occurred, the Liaison of our house has been found murdered in her bed. For as long as I can recall, no one in my House, save myself has ever bothered to go out into drow society for anything. They have relied on the Liaison to keep our allies and enemies on their toes; and out servants to see to everything else.
It is most fortuitous for me that I have was gifted with an ability that made it necessary for me to leave the House for refining. Because of this, the Matron has determined that I shall be the next Liaison of the House and attend the most prestigious party of the year to gain intel that we can use against them in the future.
I'm really not much for parties, or the revelries that go on at such events..but it is a task that I will have to complete. I rather believe that this is a test to see what I am capable of, and if I will be able to fulfill the role that the Matron has given me. Suffering through a party will be the least of my worries if my intel gathering doesn't meet the Matron's standards.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 3:12 pm
⊰Inner Workings⊱
I have been entrusted with the task of discovering the drow that killed off my sister. Not only the hand that did it, but also all involved with making it possible. If I am to take the place as the new Liaison I will have to succeed in this task and bring the full force of the House Baen'Und's wrath and fury down on those involved.
I find that while the process of discovering all involved will be a tedious process..that the appeal of the future torture session and all it will entail entices me onwards. Now..to find someone to aid me in this task will be the first thing to do.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:47 pm
⊰Inner Workings⊱
Through much wheedling, flattery, and bribery to the right people, I have found the fellow responsible for creating the poison that killed the deceased. It took quite awhile to butter up some of them, and I have no doubt that the expenses that I have incurred will be questioned by the matron upon my return. She really is most unreasonable at times. Its not like one can break a fellow's arm and retrieve the information one needs within seconds. That would only ensure one to failing. No one would reveal anything to their torturer..unless such tortures were more inventive. And even then it would take much longer than making a male believe he is everything a female needs in the world for pleasure.
I do have to admit, these fellows are sorry saps if they believe promises whispered to them in the dark while they are otherwise occupied.
I am now on my way to his hideout, All I will reveal in here is that it is on the outskirts of town where none would think such a place could exist. The fellow has his quirks, if everything I have learned is true. he's finicky, and will only accept coins that are in jars, and insists all who enter his place go through a most stringent cleansing. I am rather curious to see this fellow up close and to find out more about him.
If all goes well..I might be able to use him as a back up plan.
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