Redhead #188
Aja Warren

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Redhead #188
Aja Warren

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Minor adjustments
I might change some things up on Lira. Just a heads up! Still red head/still demon hunter. ;D
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Hm. Gonna go with Lira for this one.
@lirayeda
âś Lira!
Attractiveness:
repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words
Personality:
grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted || Â egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible
How likely they would have sex with them:
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || Iâm asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex
Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I donât like them || I donât trust them || they annoy me || theyâre weird || Iâm indifferent || meh || they seem alright || theyâre growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || Iâm not sure if I trust them || I trust them || theyâre cool || theyâre genuine || I think weâre going to get along || I really like them || I think Iâm in love || oh fuck theyâre hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I donât like them || I donât trust them || they annoy me || theyâre weird || Iâm indifferent || meh || they seem alright || theyâre growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || Iâm not sure if I trust them || I trust them || theyâre cool || theyâre genuine || I think weâre going to get along || I really like them || I think Iâm in love || oh fuck theyâre hot || I love them
How good of a kisser:
worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god theyâre good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we havenât kissed
Isolda Dychauk (by Jeanne Degraa)

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đâ Lira
Zayneth stood over the bin in the Tartsâ practice hall and looked down at the fresh laundry pile. It was all spare stuff, extras for when things tore or somebody forgot their own gym attire. He pursed his lips, then reached down into it to fish outâŚa pair of stretchy leggings that no amount of stretch would ever put on his legs. Followed by a tank top that mightâve fit snugly over one bicep. Trying not to look shifty about it, he tucked both items into a small pack. Liraâd been on his mind for a week now, thoughts of the tiny, fragile-looking hunter heâd stumbled upon on Hallowâs End eve returning out of nowhere to worry at him. Is she alright? Is she eating? Has she found her team? What if they were the fuckers who left her there all alone⌠Maybe she doesnât need to find them⌠Iâm just gonna get a few things here. Lira didnât have a damned thing with her but those glaives; Iâm sure sheâs alright now, but Iâd feel a damn sight better if I brought some spares when I go looking for her.
Isolda Dychauk photographed by Angelo Mendula
Isolda Dychauk (photoshoots)
Please reblog this if you RP an Illidari character.
I want to get connected to various DHs among the RP community.
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The lock and Demon Hunter
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Lira was too busy trying to stay on the beast to notice his attempt to access how far into the transformation she was. Â She was for sure if she did not watch the mount it would bite her legs and toss her into the water. Â Â Â As they landed she jumped off quick landing to the ground heavy on her feet. Â Â The worn bag was slung to her shoulders. Â It was all she owned, when she was not beside the others.
She waited on him to lead the way, while she could âseeâ what was around her, her eyes had long since been gone. Â Â Rose lips pushed together at his extended hand. Â Taking the bag off her shoulder she offer it to him thinking that he was asking to carry the wait for her. Â Â If he took it or not she still followed him a bit careful not to touch. Â Instead of her seem to grow a darker aura of her own that seem bitter at every bit of skin contact.
@aethiousfel
The red clad warlock offered his hand to the Hunter. "Come, let's find somewhere more suited for conversation. I promise no demons for my part, can't say the same for company." He smirked as he nodded in the direction of Dalaran. (rp prompt for you)
Lira could never hide what she had become, the bud of horns, the tattered strap of cloth along her eyes, the crimson runes written in demonic that danced along her skin, but most of all the glaives she wore on her back. Â They were never far from her. Â She was just in the beginning of the transformation as well, many other demon hunters portrayed more of their demon than she did.
She did not take his hand perhaps she did not see it or maybe she did not trust him. âMine is silent for now, it depends what happens. Â You may lead the way but I would like to know what it is you seek from me.â
Though Lira carried some sort of demon in her, her face seem of innocents. Â Round, baby doll like as she parted her lips to take a breath. To guess the age of the woman would have been challenge itself. Â Time had either been kind to her or she had barely become age to take up the weapons she carried.
The fel caster shuddered letting his hand drop to the side. âI want to learn more about you, your kind. Enslaving a demon if one thing, but to consume one, that is power.â His fel green eyes were almost black when he spoke of consuming demons. His smile like that if a predatory breast. The girl was blind, Aethious had no reason to hide his facial features. Sharp line and a dark aura cast his face in a devilish light. It also groped he write black and red with an assortment of well placed skulls. He knew she could feel the tangible aura if demonic magics coming off of him. He cleared his throat before speaking again.
âNot many, well, non ruins here in Azuna to get a decent drink. Perhaps return to to the floating city if the Kirin Tor?â
(Iâm so sorry it took so long.) @lirayeda
She did not need to face him as she wiped her hands on a cloth. Her hands rough, fingers arched from the re breaking of her bones. Though she held no claws time would betray her at some point and her fingers would be even more deformed. âEvery demon hunter would tell you a different story. We all go through training. The rituals tend to be the same but each experience is personal, private even.âÂ
If she saw his aura or what he had to offer to her, Lira did not comment. Though she openly kept her back to him as she packed up her items. When she stood straight, she seem confidence in her stance. Proud of what she had become. âNot many in Kirin Tor or other public places seem to enjoy seeing me around. Even if I fight by their side. Between us, I am less of a threat to them than you are. Lead if you desire.â
@aethiousfel
Aethious spat loudly on the ground. âKirin Tor, what good are they?â He curled his lip in disgust, venom filling his words as he continued. âAll they do is sit in their floating city, doing nothing. They send people to their deaths. How many have died because the mighty Kirin Tor refused to get off their collective asses and do anything about the Legion?â His face had turned dark shade of red in his tirade, his breathing heavy. He took a moment to compose himself, slowing his breathing, calming himself. He clears his throat, regaining his composure. âNo where was I, oh yes. There are places in Dalaran the Kirin Tor donât go. Shall we head to the Underbelly?â He motioned to a waiting wyvren, knowing she could sense his movements even if she could not see. @lirayeda
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The red clad warlock offered his hand to the Hunter. "Come, let's find somewhere more suited for conversation. I promise no demons for my part, can't say the same for company." He smirked as he nodded in the direction of Dalaran. (rp prompt for you)
Lira could never hide what she had become, the bud of horns, the tattered strap of cloth along her eyes, the crimson runes written in demonic that danced along her skin, but most of all the glaives she wore on her back. Â They were never far from her. Â She was just in the beginning of the transformation as well, many other demon hunters portrayed more of their demon than she did.
She did not take his hand perhaps she did not see it or maybe she did not trust him. âMine is silent for now, it depends what happens. Â You may lead the way but I would like to know what it is you seek from me.â
Though Lira carried some sort of demon in her, her face seem of innocents. Â Round, baby doll like as she parted her lips to take a breath. To guess the age of the woman would have been challenge itself. Â Time had either been kind to her or she had barely become age to take up the weapons she carried.
The fel caster shuddered letting his hand drop to the side. âI want to learn more about you, your kind. Enslaving a demon if one thing, but to consume one, that is power.â His fel green eyes were almost black when he spoke of consuming demons. His smile like that if a predatory breast. The girl was blind, Aethious had no reason to hide his facial features. Sharp line and a dark aura cast his face in a devilish light. It also groped he write black and red with an assortment of well placed skulls. He knew she could feel the tangible aura if demonic magics coming off of him. He cleared his throat before speaking again.
âNot many, well, non ruins here in Azuna to get a decent drink. Perhaps return to to the floating city if the Kirin Tor?â
(Iâm so sorry it took so long.) @lirayeda
She did not need to face him as she wiped her hands on a cloth. Her hands rough, fingers arched from the re breaking of her bones. Though she held no claws time would betray her at some point and her fingers would be even more deformed. âEvery demon hunter would tell you a different story. We all go through training. The rituals tend to be the same but each experience is personal, private even.âÂ
If she saw his aura or what he had to offer to her, Lira did not comment. Though she openly kept her back to him as she packed up her items. When she stood straight, she seem confidence in her stance. Proud of what she had become. âNot many in Kirin Tor or other public places seem to enjoy seeing me around. Even if I fight by their side. Between us, I am less of a threat to them than you are. Lead if you desire.â
@aethiousfel
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The red clad warlock offered his hand to the Hunter. "Come, let's find somewhere more suited for conversation. I promise no demons for my part, can't say the same for company." He smirked as he nodded in the direction of Dalaran. (rp prompt for you)
Lira could never hide what she had become, the bud of horns, the tattered strap of cloth along her eyes, the crimson runes written in demonic that danced along her skin, but most of all the glaives she wore on her back. Â They were never far from her. Â She was just in the beginning of the transformation as well, many other demon hunters portrayed more of their demon than she did.
She did not take his hand perhaps she did not see it or maybe she did not trust him. âMine is silent for now, it depends what happens. Â You may lead the way but I would like to know what it is you seek from me.â
Though Lira carried some sort of demon in her, her face seem of innocents. Â Round, baby doll like as she parted her lips to take a breath. To guess the age of the woman would have been challenge itself. Â Time had either been kind to her or she had barely become age to take up the weapons she carried.
I would say probably not being able to do what I want to do and not being completely fulfilled and happy. I donât know how that would manifest itself in a mirror. Itâs just that feeling of not being satisfied with my life would be the worst thing that could ever happen to me.