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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 12:49 pm
Intro: ForthcomingQuick Summary:Forthcoming
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 12:56 pm
Jalil Rough Translation: Daughter of the Dark  Name: Jaliloloth Dae'Ithildin Age: 24 Race: Human/Erinyes Eye color: Red Skin color: Almond Body build: Light and curvy Hair color/length/style: Fiery red-head, her hair is long and wavy. She wears it in many styles, often pulled partially back with bangs framing her face and parts braided and twisted around her head Unusual Features: She has a pair of exceedingly beautiful long white feathered wings Tattoos/Markings: She has a very faded scar on her face going from above her right eye across the bridge of her nose and ending under her left eye. Clothing: Jalil prefers red, white, and black colors in her clothing. Her clothing is sexy without being revealing. Oh she might show a little cleavage or her legs from time to time, but often the clothing she wears when clothed from neck to ankles is considered more scandalous due to the alarming way it clings to and emphasizes her curves. Jalil often wears flame motifs on her clothing either embroidered on the bodice and the hems, or sewn in as a part of the actual clothing. She wears dresses more than pants with the exception of her favorite red catsuit (see first description) which she is often seen in. Armor: Jalil doesn't wear armor Weapons: Jalil carries a black leather whip that is enchanted with blades that pop out on command from an extradimensional space in the whip. She also carries a length of white, silk rope that is enchanted to entangle the target it is thrown at. Jewelry: Jalil often wears an amulet of onyx stone that appears as if there's a flame dancing inside the stone. Aside from that, she does wear earrings, necklaces so long as they aren't tight on her neck, and rings. She will not wear bracelets for the same reason she won't wear choker-type necklaces, because of her time as a da'mane. Character Personality: Seductive, dominant, fiery, enjoys pleasure for its own sake Class: Channeler (As from Wheel of Time if you've read the series) Other: Picture Credits: Original Graphite by Rvaya, colored with permission Pose Ideas: Jalil, being Domani, has a naturally enticing air about her. Her smiles often seem smirks, her gestures invitations, and it has been said that even her anger is alluring. The trick is that Jalil doesn't have to be half-clothed to be sexy, it shows in her body language and utter confidence. Somehow Jalil has an air about her that allows her to come across as a model of perfection even in her worst moments.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 12:59 pm
Aithne al'Mael
Forthcoming
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 1:02 pm
Backstory Jaliloloth Dae'Ithildin was once a normal human girl. However, much has changed about the young channeler from Arad Doman over the years. Her true name is Aithne al'Mael. Born the single child to a wealthy merchant family, Aithne had it made from childhood. Being a Domani, she had seduction down to an art by the time she reached puberty and as the only child, she was poised to inherit the inn that her father ran as well as her mother's trade business, but that life vanished from her when her ability to channel the One Power manifested ending in the death of a Whitecloak Questioner. Her ability to channel couldn't be overlooked, and left untrained she would like kill herself or burn out her ability to channel entirely. Thus she thought it fortunate when an Aes Sedai approached her after the incident and offered to take her to the White Tower to train for the shawl. Her hopes were misplaced and fortune turned to misfortune when the woman betrayed her, turning her over the the Seanchan to be leashed and collared as a da'mane. She spent years collared in a foreign land, broken by the sul'dam that carried her leash and treated her as if she was some pet, and trained to channel on command as if she were a weapon, nothing more than a tool to be used. It wasn't until the Seanchan returned to the Westlands to begin the return that the miracle she had been holding onto came true...she was freed by another channeler in the city of Falme, but fear and her instincts told her to run, afraid of being used again as the Seanchan had used her. She ran until she was clear of the city, looking back as the sky was filled with the battle cries of a thousand dead heroes and the clash of the Dragon Reborn and the Dark One himself. She knew she couldn't stop now, though, so she wandered on past countless towns and cities, relying on the kindness of strangers for provisions and a place to sleep. Eventually she saw her chance to regain a position of power and, using a compulsion weave which she had natural talent with, she slipped into a position of power in one of the great houses in Tear. It was there that fate would again twist on her as one day she found a great cache of ter'angreal and angreal locked away in the basement room. As she wandered through the shapes of trees and fat men with swords and dancing women who held onto each other and cried blood like tears, one thing caught her interest above all: A stone arch completely round that twisted upon itself with no beginning or end. Curious, she stepped through and the world lurched for a moment until she found herself standing in a white room like the great room of a castle, faced by an fox-faced elvish person. When asked if she had brought any means of light, weaponry, or steel, she searches her pocket, finding an old belt knife that had never left her reach since her escape at Falme. Before she could say anything, the fox-like figure vanished like mist, the room seeming to fade after him, and then reality itself... When she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar land, unable to remember where she had come from or who she was. She was taken in by a strawberry blonde sorceress who named her Jaliloloth Dae'Ithildin from an amalgam of different tongues to mean 'Daughter of the Dark'. Told that her ability to channel was a gift of dark sorcery from an entity known as the Shadows, the woman cared and provided for her until she was well and then sent her out on a mission as a payment for all she had done. Knowing nothing of who or what she was, she could only believe and trust the woman who had sheltered her, and so she set out to infiltrate a cult of fiends, undergoing the horrendous ritual to become one of them. The ritual changed her body smoothing out all her flaws and imperfections and gifting her with a pair of pearly white wings to mock the angels in the heavens. Moreso, though, it warped her already fragile mind, twisting her the final step towards embracing the darkness. Eventually the woman who had sent her on her mission vanished with no trace, and the cult fell apart, and so Jalil found herself once again the master of her own life. She began to carve a path for herself, no longer caring who the path cut through. It was during this time when she had begun to establish herself in her new surroundings that a figure she would only have believed in nightmares appeared. Cyndane, one of the Forsaken, had also found her way into this strange land, and when she found such a precious commodity as a woman who could channel the One Power in a land where the True Source wasn't even known, she jumped on the opportunity and Jalil soon found herself in the woman's service. It was through Cyndane that she begin to rediscover some of the truth behind exactly what she was, and redeiscovered in the full her ability to channel which had for so long been directed as sorcery. Cyndane began to teach Jalil how to truely weave the True Source. The path to rediscovering who she was was long and filled with times of insanity, but through it she found her heart and soul, Tyffron, and together brought the light of her life, Lyn'tora, into the world. Motherhood has gentled Jalil and given her an understanding with one who was once her enemy, but the ties of darkness still tug at her from her pact with the Great Lord, a pact not so easily forgotten or broken. She has had an especially difficult time since both her mentor and daughter went missing without a trace in the recent past. Jalil fears for the worst and is currently on a planeswide search with Tyffron for her missing daughter, and woe be to the person who stands in the way of her search...
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 1:07 pm
Written Descriptions For Jalil: I've redone her description countless times in dozens of different outfits, but here's two of my favorites smile As you hear the soft footsteps you turn to look and your eyes are met with this most unusual beauty. Her eyes burn into your soul, fiery and red, but holding a deep and sinister darkness within the swirling pupils. Her blood red hair is pulled back into a ponytail and laced with snowy white feathers, especially around the top of the ponytail. She wears a robe-like white outfit, the top cut low with a fiery hued embroidery pattern leaping up on the white like flames of crimson. The sleeves are narrow just below the shoulder widening out down to her wrists where the flame-like pattern cascades over the material in a similar manner. The top of the robe splits just above her midriff revealing a sleek, silk catsuit in crimson that flows over her curves pleasingly. The white robe hangs over her legs to her feet, embroidered with the flaming pattern at the bottom, and seems to be split in the back to her waist as if for riding.
The red body suit extends to her feet, flaring slightly below her knees to lay over her boots of oxblood red leather encased in a hard silver metal. Her hands are are gloved in a like material and an onyx amulet hangs from around her neck that seems to hold a brightly burning fire when the stone is looked at carefully. The most striking feature of this lady, however, are the perfect, pearly white wings that extend from her shoulder blades, cascading to the ground. At one side of her hip, under her robe, a length of white silk rope hangs in a coil, on the other hip, a striking black whip. The saying "Beauty can be a dangerous thing" has new meaning once you look away from her...
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As time turns and todays give way to tomorrows, so has Jaliloloth Dae'Ithildin changed again. Her ever stunning beauty is crafted into a delicate 5'3" frame with an ageless face that appears to shun the touch of time. Dark pupils of red give an inner fire to eyes lined with kohl, her eyebrows arching smoothly over to emphasize the sinister cast of the eyes. Richly colored almond skin smooths the form into perfect shape, disrupted only by a single, faded scar across and down the face from her left temple to her right cheek, though only the beholder can say if this adds or detracts from her looks. Full lips are carefully detailed in rosy red matching the lengthy, gathered locks of hair, meticulously twisted, braided, and smoothed into a cascade down her back with multiple locks carefully turned about the crown of the head and full bangs left to trace cheekbone to neck where hangs a single amulet carved from onyx and set into silver dangling from a matching chain crafted in the image of fire. Fit for a queen she dresses twixt collaborating shades of sable and cardinal hues. A piceous dress of sleek satins and smooth silks covers flawlessly from neck to ankle save an oval-shaped section in the back, though some might consider it to cling in a rather alarming and scandalous manner. The sleeves are straight cut to the wrist where delicate hands bear a simple ring cast in white-gold and set with a ruby and two obsidian stones. A silver link chain draped about the waist holds twin coils, one of an ivory white with the texture of twined rope, the other a melanic hue and smelling faintly of well-oiled leather. The straight skirt swishes with the give of extra fabric to allow for comfortable sitting, and is divided for riding. Polished to a sheen, leather boots dyed black buckle up the leg to just below the knee, the heel lifted moderately off the ground. Decorating the back from the shoulder's blades drifts a snowy pair of feathered wings. As they say, beauty is a dangerous thing...For Aithne: A striking young lady, Aithne al'Mael is a picture of why Domani women are able to so easily wrap men around their little finger. Just reaching adulthood, she has a pretty heart-shaped face and a slim figure with curves in all the right places. Her full lips are often tinted with a little rouge and her emerald eyes lined with kohl for that sultry, smoky gaze beneath her lashes. She walks easily in dress slippers with a fair-sized heel, the sway of her hips clearly visible and perhaps even accentuated by the way her fine silk gown clings to and hugs her womanly figure, scandalously so despite covering from neck to ankle. Her naturally red hair is pinned up into a fancy ponytail with bangs that touch just so upon her almond creme colored cheeks. A few light touches of jewelry grace her hands and neck, but nothing that detracts away from her own beauty.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 1:17 pm
Reference Pics: Jalil:                 Artists in order from left to right: -Row 1: Bhryn, x~Berserker~x, Lumo, Neobakeneko, AlphaCapella aka AnimetorLily-Row 2: Mouselet (sharpie chibi and sketch), Katherdante, Neobakeneko, Katherdante x2 -Row 3: WoefulInfinity, Blua, Rvaya, Bhryn (Lines and Coloured) Jalil and Tyff:    Artists from left to right: Budha Pimp, Rabscuttle, Songjewel Jalil, Tyff, and Lyn'tora:  by ChimeraNell
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 1:32 am
Related Characters Tyffron - Fiance: Lyn'tora - Daughter: Bhryn: Cyndane: Jardis: The Great Lord: Storyline Forthcoming
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