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Well, she's never looked for any traits in a romantic relationship because she has never wanted a romantic relationship. It seems she's fallen into them anyway, but it certainly has not been for a lack of trying to avoid them.

In her opinion, the quicker she dashes off into the night the better off the person she leaves behind will be. And herself too, of course, because worrying about other people and feeling herself change for someone else is a terrifying concept she'd rather avoid.

That said, here are the commonalities in the people she's (begrudgingly) fallen for:

-Confident

-Adventurous/up for anything

-Not especially concerned about boring things like societal expectations, obligations, or, say, laws.

-Talented and self sufficient

-More likely to say "yes" to her impulsive/spontaneous schemes than "no".

-Seem to like her for who she is without any desire to change her; seem to like her not only despite her very obvious flaws but sometimes even because of them.

-Very good for hiding behind when she inevitably fucks something up and a scheme goes all to hell. :D

Does she believe in love at first sight? Well. Yes. Because she believes there are many different kinds of "love". Infatuation might be one of them. And it's very easy to be infatuated at first sight. It's not so easy to build a long term relationship off infatuation, but, hey... She doesn't recommend trying to build those anyway!

Malika: "Nah. Nothing lasts forever. If I steal jewelry I ought to expect it to be stolen too."

OOC: Please (do)n't steal the silver ring she wears on her right pinky. She spins this piece of jewelry as a prayer to Nymeia when she's about to do something risky.

She also frequently wears a silver chain around her neck with a silver swan pendant hanging off it. @dumb-hat has the companion piece.

Finally, her eternal bonding ring she and @herowren wear after tricking themselves into an officially ordained adoption ceremony is very important to her.

She won't admit to any of these being important because she doesn't want to draw attention to them.

Malika disguised as a Maelstrom officer to gain access to a super fancy estate. "I'm terrible with favorites. If I have a favorite it changes moon to moon, moment to moment. So let's be more vague with this. I don't have one favorite place I've been to. I have a favorite kind of place I've been to: Every place I've gained access to that I wasn't supposed to have access to is my favorite. The more it was made clear that I was not allowed to be there, the more I enjoyed it. I have broken inside of academies, libraries, exclusive clubs, museums, fancy estates, and prisons. I have infiltrated lavish parties and clandestine meetings. All of those were my favorite. I hope I find myself in a thousand more places I'm not allowed to be in before I die." Thanks so much for the Ask!

PLACE IN SOCIETY

✖ FINANCIAL – wealthy  / moderate / poor / in poverty

✖ MEDICAL – fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / deceased

✖ CLASS OR CASTE – upper / lower / middle / working / unsure (She'd be unwilling to put herself in this category-- or any category-- but lower certainly makes the most sense)

✖ EDUCATION – qualified (depending on your definition) / unqualified / studying (Not formally/classically trained-- but she, surprisingly, took self-study rather seriously)

FAMILY

✖ MARITAL STATUS – married, happily / married, unhappily / engaged  / partnered / divorced / widow or widower / separated / single / it’s complicated

✖ CHILDREN – has children / no children / wants children / adopted children

✖ FAMILY – close with sibling / not close with siblings / has no siblings / siblings are deceased / it’s complicated (She has an adopted sister. More or less. She rarely spends time with Maeryn. She disappears for long times without a word and then wanders back in like she never left. Not the sister of the year. ^^; )

✖ AFFILIATION – orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by both parents / raised by one parent / other (Raised by bandits)

TRAITS & TENDENCIES

✖ disorganized / organized / in between

✖ close-minded / open-minded / in between

✖ cautious / reckless / in between

✖ patient / impatient / in between (Usually impatient when it comes to things she personally wants. But she can be exceedingly patient when she is working on a job that will help someone else)

✖ outspoken / reserved / in between (She is more likely to lie and scheme than to be openly outspoken. In fact, she may just agree with whoever she wants to be outspoken against and then later retaliate by stealing from or horribly pranking them. What a nice character!)

✖ leader / follower / in between

✖ sympathetic / unsympathetic / in between

✖ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

✖ hardworking / lazy / in between

✖ cultured / uncultured / in between

✖ loyal / disloyal / in between

✖ faithful / unfaithful / in between (Not sure how to answer this one really. She sees whoever she wants to see-- and so do the people she cares about.)

SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION

✖ SEXUALITY – heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / omnisexual / demisexual

✖ SEX – sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / it’s complicated

✖ ROMANCE – romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable (She says she's not interested in it, but she always ends up feeling touched by romantic gestures from people she loves, so I think she doesn't know what she's talking about. Imagine that.)

✖ SEXUALLY – sexually adventurous / sex experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / uninterested

ABILITIES

✖ COMBAT SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✖ LITERACY SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✖ ARTISTIC SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none (Drawing? Poor. Music? Can be quite good!)

✖ TECHNICAL SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

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Tagging: The usual suspects! Since for some reason tumblr does not want to tag names for me today! I forgot to get lettersnorth to work. It really really wanted to tag lettersnorththth for some reason. Funny, but not useful. If you see this and wanna do it- take it! Tis yours now!

"What I prize most?" I knew I was doomed as soon as the pompous drunk opened his stupid mouth. "I have a retinue of beekeepers on retainer in the Honey Yard providing me with the best honey in the Shroud. Why, they just delivered the newest batch this evening before I came here. So tell me, my sweet, do you want a taste of what I have to offer?"

Ew. Ugh. Blegh! Fuck off!

"No!" I say quickly, too fast for my brain to stop me. I correct myself, "I mean… no… I couldn't… That's should be saved for someone special."

It's bee spit. I'm not claiming to have a worldly and refined palette or anything (it can only be so refined when I grew up as a gutter rat). What I am claiming is that bragging about beekeepers on retainer and vats (are they vats?) of special honey is a weird flex.

And yeah. Now I have to steal it. This weird, drunk, rich man losing all his belongings at the Gold Saucer is trying to get me to go back home with him by bragging about honey. And it's stupid. As I slip on the ring I just won from him from this round of cards, I'm irritated. Close to straight up pissed off. I'm this fucking upset because the idea is there now: Steal the honey. Replace it with maple syrup.

It's impractical! It's tedious! It's pointless! And I can't let the idea go and gods dammit I know I'm going to end up doing it! What is wrong with me? Actually, don't answer that.

He's been here all night and the more he's had to drink, the more he just says. I've got that he lives in the Goblet. I got that he is very excited about the three show aldgoats he's had delivered to him from around Drybone and that his family loved Aldgoats so much they made it their part of their family crest and prominently displayed that crest on their custom made gate. This is more than enough to find where he lives (without just going home with him- because that'll never happen in this lifetime or the next).

"Ohhh, sweet lamby, you are special. I've lost so much gambling to you tonight! My tie, my quill, my ring. Such strange things. The strangest of all- of course- being my breath when I got lost in your eyes."

Don't laugh, Malika.

I laugh. Fuck it. I'm not good at taking orders. Not even my own.

"I'm speechless!" I reply. "But I really must be going."

He expresses sorrow and distress at my exit, but is sure to drown his woes in another drink and in the eyes of another girl about to clean up on the gambled belongings I didn't take. I hope she flat out robs him.

And now here I am.

I've managed to pull myself over his surprisingly pointy and stabbity iron fence having left all skin on my body… but significantly tearing my blouse. Not great. I love this blouse. Well former blouse. Now it's more akin to All Saints Wake mummy wrappings.

I also made it past the three, indifferent aldgoats roaming the yard. Like a dog to raw steak, they seem to be distracted by the tattered fabric in the yard. Good. Eat the evidence! Love my blouse as much as I did!

I manage to sneak into the shed where he said the honey is. He's not lying. There are several dozen big jars (not vats) of the stuff. I don't have any idea which is his newest prize. That's fine. I'll take samples of all the ones closest to the door as fast as I can and spoil them with the jar of maple syrup I've brought with me. Easy!

Do you know anything about pouring out honey? I thought I did, but it turns out I failed to account for something very important. It is sticky as fuck. One jar blorped out too fast into my new container for it. I tried to stop it mid blorp but just managed to get it on my hands. Without thinking, I tried to get the honey off by wiping it on my pants. Just got honey on my hands AND pants. I was more careful with the second jar but if you are wondering if honey gives a shit how careful you are…

It doesn't! It fucking doesn't! Not a blorp this time. A slow but unstoppable and inevitable slide down the side of the jar up against the hip I was using to help steady it. Third jar the lid was so sticky I had to pull and pry with all my might and doing so… was my undoing (and the lid's). I fell backwards as the lid came loose and honey washed (more like a more significant glorp or blorp really) all over me.

For the record: this is not remotely sexy. I am in tattered clothes covered in honey...and aldgoat fur...and dust… and lint… and every fucking bit and particle of anything floating in the air because it gravitates DIRECTLY to my body.

I try crawling away like I'm in a horror play. Like I have been beaten and bloodied and the murderer is looming over me and about to go in for the kill. But the murderer is me. I did this. The blood is honey. What have I done!?

My hands shaking, I go for the maple syrup jar in my bag. Opened. Somehow it opened. The inside of my bag is as sticky as the outside. I hear a curious bleating and an aldgoat stands in the open doorway of the shed. His eyes stare into mine. He is a witness to my downfall. He waits for "sweet lamby"s explanation as he chews on a stray bit of fabric from the fence.

The Jester

The constructive troll, a common feature at the Standard Royal Court. Much like their historical counterpart, the Jester's foolish appearance and demeanor means they're generally laughed at or not taken seriously. 

The upside to this is being able to pretty much speak their mind in the most blunt way possible without fear of reprisal. You have a good sense of humor and are seen as the life of the party. You hide your pessimistic ways through your comedic nature.

 You are often unpredictable and unreadable by your peers. No one really understands you, but they appreciate you anyways. Your presence is heavily valued.

Quiz [[here]]

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Became a Martyr

You knew what your death would mean to the world, and sacrificed yourself to make a statement. Your name became a rallying cry for the righteous, and through the influence of your death, you changed the course of history for the better.

OOC: Huh. Not what I would expect. And I don’t think she’d be thinking at all about being a ‘rallying cry for the righteous’ or ‘changing the course of history for the better’. She probably saw something upsetting and went, “Ah. Well. Fuck that.” and sacrificed herself out of spite. Her last words were probably something poetic like  “Fuck you, guy. Looks like that fucked up plan of yours isn’t happening now. Shit. This really fucking hurts.”

Quiz [[here]]

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(Time for dice... 13. Eulanne!)

Eulanne's rage is magnified because of her connection to the Voidsent Umbrosa. So when Ysayle sacrificed herself to stop the Garleans in Azys Lla... It was not the prettiest time.

She was numb as they entered the facility proper, but once they warped to the second island, her anger and grief came out in full force. She decimated the escaped research creatures in an attempt to reach the third island and get at the Garleans. And once she got there, it was a bloodbath. Yasha and the others could not stop the combined might of Eulanne and Umbrosa in time for platoons of Garlean soldiers, mechs, and machinery that awaited them there. She fought without considering her injuries, taking many small wounds in the process. Umbrosa's Astral Aether helped her fight and fight and fight. It took the combined might of all of Jana's job mentors and the other Warriors of Light to stop Eulanne from reaching the Garlean flagship proper and get her back on track to hunt down Thordan.