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elysande.
elysande bellecot ("sister avelot")
(known aliases: celestine, linet, ismena, sabine, jocasta)
18 years old
5'4, 125lbs
gray eyes
black hair, wavy, long & parted down the middle
-highly competent & pragmatic, very focused on her job
-off duty: expressive, wears her heart on her sleeve, slightly dramatic and sarcastic, superficial in the sense that she fiercely guards her more vulnerable emotions
-very loyal, protective of her friends and cause
-has a sharp tongue, stubborn and outspoken, bellicose
-has a playful, slightly sarcastic sense of humor, loves to tease people
-manipulative, duplicitous, a good actress
-kind of vain & cocky
-kind of a bitch too, HER WAY OR THE HIGHWAY BUSTER
-secretly has a kind heart :(
the youngest of five sisters, elysande was given up to the local convent (sisters of the divine mercy) at 8 years old because her parents (baron & lady danyell) couldn't afford another daughter's dowry--or so they said. she rarely saw her parents or older sisters after this, though she was assured that they had donated what they could to the convent. instead, the sisters became her new family, and elysande received a better education than she ever would've at home; it included reading, writing, languages, mathematics, astronomy, medicines, etc. as she started growing older, however, it became apparent that the sisters of the divine mercy weren't ordinary nuns, thought elysande never thought to question the frequent and long periods in which the sisters left the convent, and the rare occasions when one didn't return; explanations were always given later, after their disappearance, as if in afterthought.
upon her first bleeding at age 14, she was finally pulled aside and given the full explanation: the sisters were more than simple nuns; they were priestesses and believers of the old great mother goddess, adris linesi, posing as nuns of st. rinys, adopted and diluted by the conquerors' religion as a mere "saint," and they weren't too happy about the desecration of their great goddess' name.
from then on, elysande was given much different sets of lessons, techniques in espionage, sabotage, assassination, martial arts, infiltration, information gathering, disguise, and seduction. she showed great promise in infiltration and seduction especially, and her good looks ensured her the lion's share of seduction missions. from age 16 onward, elysande was sent on multiple missions, assassinating enemies of the resistance and gathering information for the rebels.
AND NOW SHE WILL FACE HER MOST IMPORTANT MISSION YET... LOVE...
her Touch: when she was young, her Touch first manifested as an uncanny ability to tell when someone was lying. her parents assumed the worst: that she was a mindreader, a deeply unnatural Touch for a noble Renoysan girl to have. even with her fair skin, her father went as far as accusing her mother of an Eldryse lover, and their marriage never fully recovered.
elysande grew to fear her Touch, hating the unnerving feeling she got whenever someone told her a lie, as if she could hear the whisper of the truth behind every word of a person's untruths. once she was taken in by the sisters of the divine mercy, however, they taught her to accept her Touch--even to cultivate it. after years of practice, the whispers became louder, so that if she focused enough she could pick the true thoughts out of people's heads--a mindreader, as her parents feared.
she could only seem to manage it when she was touching someone, as if the touch itself amplified the sound of a person's thoughts. and even then, it didn't always work: some people were easier to read than others, and she learned the difference between an open mind and a closed one--some thoughts were so focused that they resounded like a yell in her head, while some were so nebulous and faint she couldn't strain her mind's ear enough to hear them.
either way, her lie detecting never left her, since she always seemed to sense when there was a disconnect between someone's words and their thoughts even if the thoughts themselves weren't clear to her, like a niggling feeling in the back of her mind.
the sisters used this to their advantage, orchestrating her missions to get her close to her targets, alone, with the excuse to touch and caress the thoughts out of their head. sometimes, she had to use more direct methods, interrogations with her palm pressed against a forehead, but she found she preferred the more subtle approach--it was safer too, since men rarely suspected the woman who brought pleasures with her, nor her innocent questions.
(known aliases: celestine, linet, ismena, sabine, jocasta)
18 years old
5'4, 125lbs
gray eyes
black hair, wavy, long & parted down the middle
-highly competent & pragmatic, very focused on her job
-off duty: expressive, wears her heart on her sleeve, slightly dramatic and sarcastic, superficial in the sense that she fiercely guards her more vulnerable emotions
-very loyal, protective of her friends and cause
-has a sharp tongue, stubborn and outspoken, bellicose
-has a playful, slightly sarcastic sense of humor, loves to tease people
-manipulative, duplicitous, a good actress
-kind of vain & cocky
-kind of a bitch too, HER WAY OR THE HIGHWAY BUSTER
-secretly has a kind heart :(
the youngest of five sisters, elysande was given up to the local convent (sisters of the divine mercy) at 8 years old because her parents (baron & lady danyell) couldn't afford another daughter's dowry--or so they said. she rarely saw her parents or older sisters after this, though she was assured that they had donated what they could to the convent. instead, the sisters became her new family, and elysande received a better education than she ever would've at home; it included reading, writing, languages, mathematics, astronomy, medicines, etc. as she started growing older, however, it became apparent that the sisters of the divine mercy weren't ordinary nuns, thought elysande never thought to question the frequent and long periods in which the sisters left the convent, and the rare occasions when one didn't return; explanations were always given later, after their disappearance, as if in afterthought.
upon her first bleeding at age 14, she was finally pulled aside and given the full explanation: the sisters were more than simple nuns; they were priestesses and believers of the old great mother goddess, adris linesi, posing as nuns of st. rinys, adopted and diluted by the conquerors' religion as a mere "saint," and they weren't too happy about the desecration of their great goddess' name.
from then on, elysande was given much different sets of lessons, techniques in espionage, sabotage, assassination, martial arts, infiltration, information gathering, disguise, and seduction. she showed great promise in infiltration and seduction especially, and her good looks ensured her the lion's share of seduction missions. from age 16 onward, elysande was sent on multiple missions, assassinating enemies of the resistance and gathering information for the rebels.
AND NOW SHE WILL FACE HER MOST IMPORTANT MISSION YET... LOVE...
her Touch: when she was young, her Touch first manifested as an uncanny ability to tell when someone was lying. her parents assumed the worst: that she was a mindreader, a deeply unnatural Touch for a noble Renoysan girl to have. even with her fair skin, her father went as far as accusing her mother of an Eldryse lover, and their marriage never fully recovered.
elysande grew to fear her Touch, hating the unnerving feeling she got whenever someone told her a lie, as if she could hear the whisper of the truth behind every word of a person's untruths. once she was taken in by the sisters of the divine mercy, however, they taught her to accept her Touch--even to cultivate it. after years of practice, the whispers became louder, so that if she focused enough she could pick the true thoughts out of people's heads--a mindreader, as her parents feared.
she could only seem to manage it when she was touching someone, as if the touch itself amplified the sound of a person's thoughts. and even then, it didn't always work: some people were easier to read than others, and she learned the difference between an open mind and a closed one--some thoughts were so focused that they resounded like a yell in her head, while some were so nebulous and faint she couldn't strain her mind's ear enough to hear them.
either way, her lie detecting never left her, since she always seemed to sense when there was a disconnect between someone's words and their thoughts even if the thoughts themselves weren't clear to her, like a niggling feeling in the back of her mind.
the sisters used this to their advantage, orchestrating her missions to get her close to her targets, alone, with the excuse to touch and caress the thoughts out of their head. sometimes, she had to use more direct methods, interrogations with her palm pressed against a forehead, but she found she preferred the more subtle approach--it was safer too, since men rarely suspected the woman who brought pleasures with her, nor her innocent questions.