ABOUT ME

NAME: Luvian Lee
AGE: 25
REGION: Hesna
OCCUPATION: Commoner, Shop Owner

Born in the outskirts of Pyrope, Luvian was the little miracle of her parents' dreams. She was a very cute, charming kid, always getting what she wanted without the need to stomp her little feet. She was smart too - she never wished for irrational things, airs and graces. Her father was a bandit and her mother was a concubine of the then Empress of Pyrope, who let her go when she realized she was pregnant. Luvian's grandmother on her mother's side was a siren, so the siren blood ran through her mother's and her own veins as well - no wonder the Empress had a hard time releasing her mother and her father couldn't resist her when he saw her once at a festival.
Sadly, since the whole imperial army and marines are concentrated in Pyrope, Luvian's father had to leave them for good when she was very young. Before that, he'd hide, and disappear for days on end, but always return to his beloved wife, who had charmed him. Luvian saw how when her father would disappear other men would come court her mother, assist her financially and she would smile at them and grant them feather-light touches, but nothing more - simply feeding them enough so that they'd return for sure. The men brought her candy, which she didn't touch, but accepted with a cute little bow and a smile, only to give to the other children later. Few of her mother's suitors realized her interests and started bringing her books instead - those she took in and swallowed in one breath - they were mostly books about sailing, trade and pirate fairy tales, since most men were of the sort. Luvian could easily become a pirate... in theory. When her father left for good, she was raised by her mother and grandmother, growing up to be the mesmerizing young woman that she is today. As years went by, she increasingly couldn't stand the press of the imperial army on the citizens and some time after turning 21, she left for Hesna - it was a rather peaceful land, but had a port, so she would be close to the marine, the sea, the ships - where her heart lay. After settling, she opened a small shop, which has grown out until today to a neat sail shop not a few blocks down from the port.
Luvian is nothing if not very... persuasive. Basically she can get whatever she wishes for, since rarely someone, especially men, especially sailors, marines, pirates, can say no to her, because of her siren blood. In her naval shop "The Siren's Dream" she sells everything from stuff to mend boats and ships, to fish bait, to tackle, but also pirate provisions, basically all you may need on sea. And in this sea shop, she trades everything, it's not unusual for her to bargain and barter her goods for other goods that customers offer her, instead of money.

OOC

+ DESCRIPTIVE 1ST TO PARA 3RD
+ LITERATE ONLY
+ TIMEZONE: EET (GMT+2)
+ POKE: AFTER A WEEK
+ PLOT PLS

I do mirror rp-ing, that means that i'll see how you write, in what PoV, in what volume, and reply in the same PoV and ammount. I have no respect towards capital letters. i know, wicked, sue me. i use them only when rp-in in 3rd PoV, because it's pretty :3. Sometimes i overuse emoticons, not in 3rd, though, it's stupid. I'm on mobile 24/7 so if you see me online but i'm not replying to you, don't be mad at me, i'm just not looking at my phone. Ok, that's it, rant over, please come rp with me, because i'm an antisocial potato and it will drain my willpower to come and speak to you first..

TRACKER

♥ TRACK 1: Sen @HESNA
♥ TRACK 2
♥ TRACK 3
♥ TRACK 4
♥ TRACK 5

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PLOTS

■ PLOT 1
■ PLOT 2
■ PLOT 3
■ PLOT 4
■ PLOT 5

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