My name is Roslyn Ceil
My Puppeteer is Makako-ma
I'm currently 260 but appears 21
What do I look like: Female
I am a Pan
Blood in me Devil
I bow to whomever makes me today
Rank of power: lesser heir
I work for: myself but as far as anyone can tell I'm affiliated with the sandman alliance
My weapon of choice is a Demon magics and a magical summon artifact called the fallen wings that allows her to cast over longer ranges or even broadcast spells or make them into an weaker but larger area of effect version of a normal spell.
I can also do skilled in a magical weapon. Play instruments and cast spells with them. She can do general devilish and demonish things. Exceptionally good with string instruments.
Weakness: Not terribly durable, feeds off of things that tend to not make you many friends. Not good ones anyways.
Some say my personality is passive aggressive and spiteful. Prideful yet cowardly. Submissive yet likes to feel in control. Prefers to take the easy way out in most cases.
A little something about me? Once a human princess, sworn to protect her people after the world began to fall apart and one new power after another came to be. Her kingdom fell as her father foolishly tried to resist working with the others though not to outsiders but rebels with evil beings out to preserve themselves whispering in their ears. Her father had come to power by through deals with devils and after her father had been assassinated the same devils offered her the same. Not only was she given the chance to not die in vain she could live forever. All she had to do was use herself as an offering to make peace with the new chosen rulers of the kingdom behind the scenes. The princess and queen to be did indeed negotiate this transference of power and she did indeed get her eternal life though not before she was turned into a devil and branded a mere royal concubine. To many people's delight the daughter of the former fool that ran this kingdom was now a treat for all who visited to humiliate for all eternity. As time passed her body changed into its current more devilish form.. her old self died in some luxurious room filled with incense she would eventually escape from as time passed and some forgot what her name even was. The latest ruler saw her as some sort of castle mascot and was a bit nicer to her.. or at least made her feel a bit more free to do more than be a political prop here and there. Barely able to even remember her old self she gave herself a new name and took on some roles within this new family of royals. She was somewhere between royalty and staff somehow. The servants unsure of how to treat her other than as a shameful woman simply continued thinking of her as the kings concubine for years until she began to use this opportunity to start honing her own talents hoping to free herself from the only thing she'd known for so many years. But this was a worthless endeavor, her true captors were still very aware of her and still manipulating much of her life along with other fools who'd accepted the same terms. Her kingdom, or what was left of it, was slowly falling apart and being sold off piece by piece to its neighbors in preparation for yet another era of suffering, she was an fallen heir to a lost kingdom who would be expelled from the castle sometime after the government had begun to fall apart. This kingdoms name would hardly be remembered by so few, Rosylin would not be one to remember much about it aside from what went on in its castles and economics.
She roamed the streets of her home headed for ruin among many uneasy men who couldnt afford to leave.. her exact identity wasn't known but she certainly was no normal girl. She'd be propositioned by many and build a network of contacts forming a small traveling company around herself and some useful merchants who sought to escape this place. And so the rest of her thus far pitiful life had begun as a traveling merchant of many services and wares. Without much spine or splender, nor even much of a heart, she'd grown a talent for entertaining and a silver tongue to compensate her weakness for her travels but many husbands later she'd not find much satisfaction in this unthrilling kind of life so far.
