#eilari

wanderers-of-sornieth:

List your OCs in the tags or link your lair so that people can ask you!

1. What is one word to shut them up?

2. What is the thing they feel the most guilty about?

3. What is the worst pain they’ve ever experienced?

4. Describe their worst nightmare.

5. List 3 fears; one “surface level” fear, one “repressed” fear, and one “deep dark” fear.

6. What is something that never fails to make them feel sick?

7. What feature (physical or otherwise) do they hate most about themselves?

8. Do they have anything that triggers them?

9. What is their greatest physical weakness?

10. What is their greatest mental weakness?

11. Do they have any vices?

12. Have they ever done something illegal? What was it?

13. Which of the 7 Deadly Sins best describes them?

14. Are they prone to outbursts (of violence, extreme emotion… exc… )?

15. Who do they hate the most?

16. Is there anyone who makes them feel inferior?

17. What sound always gives them a headache?

18. Is there a certain flavor that disgusts them?

19. Do they consider themselves ugly?

20. Do they consider themselves unloveable?

21. What is something that causes them great anxiety?

22. Do they have any mental illnesses?

23. Have they ever been assaulted/abused/raped?

24. Do they fear the possibility of being assaulted/abused/raped?

25. Have they ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust?

26. Have they ever been seriously injured?

27. How many times have they been in the hospital?

28. Is there a certain type of person that disgusts them?

29. Does what they cannot see scare them?

30. Have they ever been bullied?

31. Do they have self-confidence or self-image issues?

32. Do they have a bad relationship with their parents?

33. Have they ever been in a relationship that didn’t work out so well?

34. Have they ever self harmed?

35. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be?

36. Are they in control of their emotions, or are their emotions in control of them?

37. Have they ever had their freedom taken away?

38. Have they ever been imprisoned?

39. Have they ever been accused of something they didn’t do?

40. Do they often blame themselves for other people’s problems?

41. Do they get sick often?

42. Are they comfortable with where they are in life?

43. Do they wish that they could change their pasts?

44. What’s one thing they wish they could do more often, but can’t?

45. What is the emotion they most commonly experience?

46. Have they ever contemplated suicide?

47. Have they ever gone so far as to attempt suicide?

48. Is there anyone that they would willingly kill?

49. If [name] was put into ______ situation, they’d rather die than live to see it through.

50. Create your own!

  Startled by the sudden chipper voice encroaching upon the silence Selithil turned a pensive gaze towards the Priestess which was immediately averted and set on that sprite darter. There was just something she didn’t like about the tiny critter, more than just being paranoid about it nesting in her hair next. “Well, you’re certainly not lacking any ingredients, are you?” With narrowed eyes she muttered softly to herself, “And I have no idea why everyone insists on calling me *Lady.*” 

Eilari,

Thank you for your offer of aid, I feel in this time we may need all the help we can get.  I don’t know if you were around the last time voices plagued the population causing the inhabitants to, for lack of a better word, go crazy.  Lots of death, lots of ruined lives and it seems these ‘faceless’ have returned to plague us once more.

I’m offering mind shielding services for the mind for free and recommending those not involved and not wanting to get involved to make themselves scarce. Of course, it is not a necessity, just a means of escaping whatever it is to come.

I hope you are well, we’ll catch up soon, as time permits.  If you need more information, a shield or wish to aid our efforts, please feel free to seek me out within the new office in the Bazaar.

Doctor Xanelen Deh’lorei

“Wow, Eilari is gorgeous. Has a certain mystical quality about her, too. Absolutely a 10.” 

As I sit here, in the tree, I find myself able to find solace for once. I have not been able to find the serenity of my own thoughts in quite some time, but tonight I find that I am able to relax for the first time in weeks.  Gazing out over the lake, I can't help but close my eyes and lean against the trunk, surrendering to the comforting displays of fireworks in the distance. They were not comparable to what I had set off earlier, but they were soothing all the same. The flash and flare of light, to the sizzling of burning embers. They put me at home within my mind.

I do not know when or for how long I slept, but I woke with unnatural ease. I have never been one for waking easy, more often finding myself groggy and clouded. But I was alert from the moment my eyes opened to glance through the canopy and up towards the star-painted sky. The crisp evening air filled my lungs and I smiled.

The decision to come and celebrate the festivities had been a good move, on the Count's part. Although I had a rough start to the say, haunted by the Hexxer's curse at the heart of the night before, I would call this a success. Everyone is here, enjoying themselves in one way or another. I was graced with the comfort of Eilari and Orphorean before I pushed him unto Eilari.

She seemed distressed, out of place, ... Upset, almost. Perhaps it was the lack of presence of her beloved that had put her into such a state of distance, but putting the two of them together seemed to have brightened her mood. I can only hope that they are still enjoying each other's company.

I have not seen the Count, Renaeri, her father,  or some of the others. I don't mind, I suppose. I am certain some of them aren't the type for celebrating the festival of Elune. Why would they? Most of them probably share the same opinions that the Arcanist did. As he had put it, why should some Night Elf celebration be something they should partake in?

I don't think that it is who the event was started by, but the intent behind our attendance. We have all had a rough time. Death, haunts, pain-- We deserve to have a break, don't we?

Bela said something to me earlier. She'd been thinking a lot about Phoenix lately and that she had found delight in my final display: My twin phoenix rocket.  I had asked her and she told me that there was strength in the symbol of the Phoenix. Strength to grow. Power. She had mentioned power.

Power is not something I desire... I am strong, I told her. Physically, yes, but after the events as of late I find myself concerned that I am not strong of mind. I seem to be plagued more by our Troll corpse than most, but I do not pay too much attention to those around me. I could be wrong, but this fact only strengthen's my assumption. I am weak of mind and it is feeding upon the fear that has sunk it's roots deep within my heart. Ever since we were pulled from that awful place, I can not stop second guessing myself. I see things, hear things, and I doubt myself.

I was so sure, so certain of what I am, who I was. I am not so sure. I feel like I've grown so much but ... Receded back into the immature child I once was. Why do I feel so confused?

Perhaps it is simply is as Vesper Revlain put it.  ...Perhaps I am letting my fear control my mind and emotions and it's getting the best of me. The fear ward, he said it would work only once. But what happens after that? I need to get stronger.

The Phoenix.

I should take Bela's words to heart and look towards the Phoenix, and try and do what  I can to better myself.