...Every fleeing man must be caught...
Miqo'te, Keeper of the Moon ♀
Height/Weight: Short/Lithe
Profession: Entertainer/Sellsword
Moonless skies above,
Whispers of a cursed fate stir,
Her soul drifts away.
Soft like rolling fog,
Her voice is a fleeting thing,
Never meant to stay.
...Every secret must be unearthed...
Pale moonlit hair falls,
Eyes like storms of blue and gray,
She holds her secrets.
Her gaze drifts away,
Wrists bruised, hidden under sleeves,
Scars etched like stories.
Silent as the night,
Her scars wear what words cannot,
A truth left unsaid.
...Such is the conceit of the self-proclaimed seeker of truth...
Crowds cheer, yet she stands,
A quiet storm behind glass,
Her heart is a blade.
Her sword sings in dusk,
But her eyes are far from here,
A soul locked in chains.
Moonlit shadows rise,
She whispers to the cold night,
Bound to silence pain.
...But in the end, you lack the stomach. For the agony you'll bring upon yourself.
hello!
im nice, be nice and ill be nice back! don't be mean please!
i'm 21+※ I like all types of roleplay, within reason of course. Long Term or Short Term. Combat or just speaking. Don't be intimidated!※ Walk-ups and Tells are fine with me!※ Strictly In-Game※ PDT Time Zone
- Yukimi is very quiet and reserved, preferring to stay in the background unless she is performing.
- Visible bruising and scars on her wrists.
- Only drinks water and eats Archon Loaf.
## HOOKS ##
- Capable performer
- Sellsword
- A lingering presence
Listen.
Everything I love, I will devour.
And bury the bones down in the snow.