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⚓️ — sailing
Skillset Meme : ACCEPTING
Salem’s spent little time on open ocean. Most of it was for transportation, less actually serving as a deckhand. Not being able to swim for the longest time, he was always behind in the nautical department in addition to being primarily a foot soldier.
His time airborne in both transport vehicles and attack crafts are considerably higher, but as for the high seas he’s only fluent in theories and not practice.
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</ OPEN LOG // PERSONNEL // Diana
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Things never really have made sense for me. Magic, deities, religion in general. Never understood it, never cared. Well, until I was able to see it first hand. Now, I figured that blade was for far more than show, nasty little hook it is, and it was the first time I’ve actually seen it used. Alone, it’s a terrifying weapon able to slash and grapple, sending limbs flying; heads rolling. But that’s just the Crescent Blade itself.
The real power is her. When she dashed upon the others, sliced them apart. When they went to strike her, she began to glow, radiated this pale light. Their weapons clashed against her armor, pinging off or otherwise shattering directly. Those who ran… Died last. I’m glad to be in some of her good graces, or at least civil with the woman (If I can call her that and remain accurate).
She’s the living moon, alike the Chosen of the Sun, but Diana’s something wicked when pressed. Even a Solari elite wouldn’t fair well against this Herald of the Moon.
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1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have?
Fredric was and still is, one of the handful of people whom truly governed Salem’s childhood. A blunt, hardworking man, Fredric was dedicated to both the future and the here-and-now’s. Rather rough around his edges, his terms of speech often put him at a difference on first impressions. An impassioned soul, he strives to help those around him, and has the means to do so. Fredric bred his only child with very humble mentality, never allowing him to indulge in what one seldom needs.
2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?
Marie, besides Fredric, holds immense respect from their son. A vast amount of Salem’s personality was crafted at a young age, such as principles of humility, discipline, and sensibility. She was nurturing and stern, both in a balanced parenting when raising him. He fostered a certain respect, especially when he shipped off to be enlisted, for this folks whom taught the man his base for all he lives upon.
5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered?
Protected enough, more or less. Salem was very much aware of the dangers that surrounded his farm life. As for the whole wide world, not so much. Not until he experienced first hand what ills he would soon encounter.
29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?
Salem falls under every limitation a human being does. He’s got no super powers, save for the total of his soldier and officer experience. He’s a tactical mind, and a strong leader and team player. However, this comes at a cost- His own mental fortitude has been expended, stretched and overall contorted by the horrors of war. He puts upon a very dense mantle, able to shudder off most of what would crush a lesser man. However it’s just that- a tough shell that hides what weakness dwells within.
38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?
38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?
A mixture of curious and suspicious. There is a balance that is dictated by circumstance, and of the new thing itself. If it is interesting enough, her curiosity may surpass her suspicion or sense of self-preservation in the face of danger, but the older she grows the harder it gets to pique her curiosity that strongly. It all depends on what is presenting this new thing to her, and if she is offered the opportunity to explore it herself, in her own way. Not having that freedom to explore and learn will be enough to set her on edge, and be suspicious.
For example, she is curious enough to press fingers to a surface that has a wet paint sign on it just to see if the paint is still wet, but she’ll hesitate to stick her hand into a torch that has a sign that says ‘not real fire’ on it. She’s curious, but cautious as well.
hmmmm.... Sivir
What they smell like: Leather and warmth.
How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc):Lightly, and not for long when she’s travelling. Sivir rarely feels safe, so any position she falls asleep in is one she can get out of quickly. She sleeps late and rises early.
What music they enjoy:Traditional Shuriman sitars, but they tend to make her sleepy along with the environment they’re generally presented in, so she avoids them when she can.
How much time they spend getting ready every morning:About as long as it takes to brush sand out of her pants. Which can take a very long time depending how restlessly she slept the night before. :V
Their favorite thing to collect:Sivir doesn’t collect things. She handles what is worth money, and sells it. You could say she collects gold. :V
Left or right-handed:Right.
Religion (if any):I’m not sure it counts as a religion, but I imagine she’s somewhat subscribed to Azir. She will not however, be told to do or believe anything, and she will tolerate Azir’s ramblings so long as it never encroaches on her habits.
Favorite sport:Cross-country. You get really good at running when your terrain is most commonly sand, and her stamina is rarely rivaled.
Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Judge their food (it’s never as good as Shurima). Judge their architecture (it’s never as pretty as Shurima). Miss her home. :V
Favorite kind of weather:Sunny, hot days. She’s grown up in this kind of weather, and it makes her foes sluggish and easier to deal with. Not that she needs them handicapped, but she’s not one for not taking advantage of any benefits presented to her.
A weird/obscure fear they have:Sivir doesn’t afraid of anything! Wide open water. It makes her nervous, but she’ll fight to conquer it just like everything else.
The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail:Ring toss. Obvious reasons. She always falters when it doesn’t come back though :V
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Truth- Though likely not one to worry too much about physical appearance, how much effort do you spend on haircare?
An apt word to describe the Lunari’s expression would be disgruntled. Suddenly overly conscious, her arms fold over her chest – the first assumption is right, and knowing the answer to the question immediately sets Diana a tad off kilter.
She wants to make excuses, and her lips part to just that before meeting again with a small, almost childish huff.
“….Far, far longer than I should,” she finally admits, lips curling with a certain amount of displeasure and her stance rigid before all falls apart and she throws her arms up.
“I defy anyone to try and get this –” At that, a hand flicks up and knocks a thick strand behind her ear, and the tirade she trips into has a ring of something she has said before – perhaps to her hair itself. “– workable in less than an hour. If left loose it gets caught in everything – armour, books, weapons, the list goes on! I am the Chosen of the Moon, the first founder of the Lunari in centuries, and I will not be felled by my own hair!”
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[2:16am] [text]: Honeydew you mind picking me up? I seem to have wandered into he wrong bar and there’s a woman twice my size trying to take me home…
//. coмм .// 00:02:18 // dιana : “Third time this week Diana.”
“Third. Time.”
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∀: Your muse’s favorite position?
Theoretically, and I say so because I don’t have any ships with which to back it up, she’d enjoy positions where she can be bottom, but have freedom to move should she want it. Which may mean her being physically top but technically bottom. Sitting in her partner’s lap, for one, where she has the power to control how she is held/whether she holds on or not. She doesn’t appreciate being crowded, pinned down or otherwise enclosed, and she won’t hesitate to push someone away if they do it – confident or not.
Á: Is your muse loud in bed?
Not especially – but that’s initially a confidence thing, and later a control thing. Being a perfectionist, initially Diana will be all too aware of her inexperience. She’ll bite her fingers and knuckles, grit her teeth, and tense up in general until she’s more familiar with encounters in general. Of course, as she gets more sexually confident, she treats herself letting entirely loose as a treat for her partner. If they want her loud, they’re damn well gonna have to earn it. c;
