Sidrya

Sidrya
  • Updated:August 30, 2014 5:48 pm
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  • Member Since:March 24, 2007 12:47 am
April 10
Crowd pleasing. Self serving. Manipulative. Sweetheart. Cold. Conniving. Adoring. Calculating. Bitch. Hermetic Mage.
 

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5'6"
113lbs
Liquid Coffee, with a crimson mote in the left.
Burnt Umber
Long comfortable skirts, with blouses that often mark her nature as one just a little out of time. The bracelets on her wrists are composed of flat discs of metal, glyphs scored against the insides. While her necklaces stack down, starting with a leather band that looks more collar than anything else; its inscription done in Enochian. A longer necklace dangles in against her breasts, though it seems to hold a piece of ivory at its end; that might, to the wary, resemble an infants fingerbone. Other times it's an composition of silk and leather or...simply leather.
The only person I need faith in? Is myself.
Neutral, now when price becomes involved. Ask me again.
Divorced? Married? It's hard to say, in due part because she never stopped to think about it, nor ask. It is enough to know that there was a man once. 'The Man', as some might say. Or Jace Robin, as others who know would suggest. The beacon of all hope and ideals. Of dreams. And with it? Nightmares.

But all Siren's need a song.