you hear a knock at your door.
there is nothing but silence.
you suddenly feel as though you want to open it. will you?
you open the door.
Hi there! Thank you for checking out my carrd. There's a few important things to go over if you're considering interacting with this creature of mine.
pilot. please be over the age of 21+ when engaging with this character and myself. i am an adult well over that age and due to the themes that my character are involved with, i am most comfortable with that age range. style. i am a multi-para, novella type writer. there are a lot of poetic themes and symbolism used in my writing. if you ever have any questions or want for clarity regarding my prose, please ask! i'd be happy to clear the air. communication. please communicate with me regarding plot themes, issues, etc. this character has a lot of secrets and i would rather those things not be metagamed into existence and/or any potential problems be left untouched. behavior. common sense, keep ic and ooc separate. while i am not opposed to making friends, please don't try and wriggle your way into that spot off rip. any uncomfortable behaviors will be communicated and boundaries broken will cut interactions. i have no tolerance for this.
ask about rp even if i don't have my tag on!
themes. please know that prolonged interactions with this character will inevitably delve into dark/mature themes. they are heavily intertwined with this character and if you have any concerns, communicate those asap. ?. crow is an antagonistic character. she does not have good intentions.
?. she is an observer .. a stalker. communicate if this bothers you.
?. her head ain't quite screwed on so tight. she's got strong opinions.
?. crow will invade personal spaces. if this is a trigger for you, please let me know. content. crow is a character that offers little at the surface, but a depth of a well underneath. while one-offs, slice of life and casual themes are not unwelcomed, the truth of her character shines in deeper connections.
contact. i am not opposed to exchanging discords as long as people aren't weird about it. i am not always on ffxiv so it can be a lot easier to plan things through discord. just please don't explode my dms.
sight. she is a small thing, some would say she is no bigger than a corn chip! her face always wears a smile despite those tired, half-lid eyes. she walks as though she has never been here before and that she is quite out of place. look closer and you will find that this little bird has many many wonderful friends in the shape of fiery, blue moths.
smell. something sickly sweet and warm like a comfortable blanket. other times she smells like blooming flowers, something fragrant and refreshing. oh .. there is something else in there too. something you know to be very .. very red.
sound. her chords are delicate, like the faintest chime of a bell. it is soft as though the slightest projection may tear the very strings from her instrument. words are fluently spoken from a silver-tongue and they promise pleasant and sweet things.
?. she hides her face, sometimes just her eyes .. other times just one.
?. her flesh is white as porcelain and her scales pearlescent.
?. the lantern hanging overhead is ominous, housing a blue flame.
?. there is magic all over her, written as though her skin were paper.
beacon of death.
common.
a black lantern is mounted to her back at the end of a long staff. in the presence of all things void and spiritual, it seems to ignite into a brilliant blue flame.
rigor mortis.
common.
the sun and labor can take quite the awful toll on this little one, you see. prolonged periods of time outside and without rest permits slow movement like that of a rusting doll. she needs plenty of rest.
i think i know you.
common.
her presence somehow brings a wave of comfort to you. there is something sweet and warm about her that makes you feel as though you have always known her. but something is amiss.. a feeling you can't deny. like something's wrong.
moth to flame.
common.
tormented souls are a beacon to the flutter of blue-flamed moths that accompany the mage. they cannot help but be attracted to them and the stench of death. would these curious conjurations be interested in you?
reputation in cuffs.
uncommon.
she's got quite the reputation with authority and being behind bars. perhaps you've seen her before, whether in chains yourself or .. the one who put her there.
distant observer
uncommon.
you may think you are alone .. but are you truly? when the faintest sound of ruffled feathers draws your gaze, you find a lone crow watching you from afar. she sees. she listens. maybe there's something of value to you, friend.
survivor's guilt.
rare.
chasing the tail of the occult, are you? something else seems to be too, leaving behind black feathers at the scene. it seems your path has been invaded by another and those clues lead you ... here.
sweet dreamer
rare.
dreams are a virtue and they taste oh-so-sweet. something tells me you haven't had it so nice, and maybe you could go for a few rotten teeth. remember the pleasant memories .. but don't look too deep.
mysterious • familiar • beautiful
loving "i have always longed to be amidst the shine of your horn and the blue of your heart. that perhaps my ink would stain the very whites of your beauty frightened me. and yet .. and yet, you hold me still, unbothered by it all."
coveted • beloved • cherished
loved "you precious, beloved thing. to deny you is to welcome a cruel and cold death. how can i refrain from something so deliciously sweet? you have seen, felt, and tasted the finest parts of me.
i think red suits me after all."
naive • troubled • loyal
friend "the world you paint is one that can only ever live in dreams and dreams alone. a sky as blue as yours has no place for rain and storms. you may tread the line of indifference, but know that friendly faces grow weary in the long of your shadow."
conflicted • hardy • withdrawn
acquainted "a worn hound with teeth bloodied and bloodied again. you bear fangs but have you ever felt a touch so soft? were you ever rewarded as you are than what you can offer? hunt not for them .. but for you."
friendly • kind • strange
acquainted "dear, kind bird. never i imagined to find company in the presence of fellow feathers. and yet amidst greens, the share of something sweet, perhaps i am able. after all, birds of a feather ought to stick together .. or so they say."
reserved • distant • lonely
acquainted "haunted as you are, you still bear memories of fonder times. even as i drink upon a dream, i can see that even you and all that you have been through .. house something warm inside of you. do not ever let that light go out."
shy • kind • otherworldly
friend "to have set my eyes upon you in the thicket of the dead woods .. for a moment i thought i paid witness to a version of myself. you are kind. understanding. beloved to the dead. maybe there is hope after all."
tormented • somber • chained
acquainted "i watched as you painted the white snow with my blood; my flesh and scales between your teeth. perhaps it was foolish for a soul to believe a wolf and a bird could be friends."
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