Flidais Locte

— what did you have for breakfast?

“Food.”

— what can you cook perfectly?

“Food.” A sigh, and a hesitant mutter later. “Cupcakes.”

— if you could choose a pet, what what would it be?

“I have my idiot. He is enough.” As if on cue, the dire wolf rolls onto his back, ears airplaned on the floor.

— how is your relationship with your parents?

“They were murdered. My mother was strict, my father was doting. I loved him more.”

— what is your favorite read?

“A storybook for... someone else.”

— do you put both socks on first, or one sock, one shoe?

“Yes.”

— do you fold your clothes before bed?

“No.”

— how do you feel about marriage?

“Tch. It matters little, given it will never happen.”

— who was the last person you crushed on?

“I crush many people with my axe. Would you like a turn?”

— what does your dream home look like? and where would it be?

“A cave. In the woods. Far from you.”

— what’s your worst habit?

“Talking to people.”

— what do you do for living and how do you feel about your job?

“... work. It’s a job.”

    ♠ The Good:

Passionate: Flidais puts all that she is in everything that she does, from her mercenary work and bloody murder to her quiet moments and activities behind closed doors. Her stoic exterior is masterfully crafted to hide the blazing inferno that she allows only her chosen close enough to feel the heat of - though it is likely to consume them both, and leave scars that never quite heal.

Discreet: Flidais keeps her personal and professional lives quite separate, and doesn’t feel that the former is something that should be tossed out in casual conversation. Dating Flidais isn’t an option for someone who wants their significant other to be spilling the beans about them all the time, as Flidais simply won’t. As far as the world is concerned, Flidais has no personal life and she’s quite happy to keep it that way.

Loyal: There’s no questioning where her heart is once such things are confirmed. Flidais places her partner at almost an equal position in her heart as she places her family, and it is well-known that the savage woman is completely committed to those who share her blood. Don’t worry about anyone coming on to her, she probably never noticed you doing it when you were courting her, but now you’re the only one she cares to be loved by.

    ♣ The Bad:

Violent: For all the stoic behavior that she shows, and the passionate inferno that she hides, she’s a ticking bomb with a hair-trigger. Flidais is not a soft woman physically or emotionally, and her instant reaction to just about everything is violence. She’ll add injury to insult, she’ll talk with her axe before using her words, and if you aren’t bleeding when you leave the bedroom then you can be assured that the fifth or sixth round is where that happens.

Insecure: A proud woman from a prideful line of Keepers, Flidais has nevertheless dealt with significant blows to her self-esteem when growing up. While she’ll never question her ability in combat and prides herself on skills in that arena, she struggles with how she sees herself as a woman in Keeper society. Potentially sterile, larger and more muscled than her fellows, and scarred to a painful degree, Flidais can’t help but compare herself to her female kin and finds herself wanting.

Addict: Intense pain has created a need for something to handle it beyond just mental fortitude, and while the more legal medicines held her for a while, in recent years she’s built up a resistance. If she wants relief now, she’ll hunt to the ends of the earth for the very worst substances that will take it away, and this puts her into pretty bad company fairly often. Withdrawal happens often as she attempts to wean herself off of it, and her behavior just gets more self-destructive. It’s a nasty cycle.

No light in the distance     We were shadows holding on    

                                                Holding on... All the things I resisted    Now far from gone  

                                                  Far from gone...

Armor on    You use your heart as a fortress                                                   

                                                   Ticking bombs...

All the weapons are useless    So can you just let down your guard