A Description of the Snowdrop Chain
Age- 19
Description- Jaw length, white-blonde hair with two, thin, waist length “tendrils” framing her face. Her eyes are large, vaguely almond shaped and a very pale grayed violet that turns almost pink if you get it in the correct lighting. Her skin is almost white. She’s about five feet, six inches tall and incredibly slender with a gymnast’s build and very long legs. A pair of deceptively delicate looking dragon fly wings are attached to her shoulders.
She wears a standard Japanese schoolboy jacket, except in white with silver trim and a hole cute in the back for her wings. Her pants are tight, white, and made of supple doe skin leather. Her boots are charcoal gray, knee length, and laced up with crisscrossed leather bands. Her outfit is completed by a pair of fingerless white gloves and one silver ear cuff. Her arms and legs are wrapped with bright blue tattoos of Celtic knot work. She wears little to no makeup.
Room- At her insistence, her room is done in black and dark brown. The walls are highly polished oak with gold leaf work along the ceiling. The carpet is very think and very black. The canopied bed is made of ebony with black satin sheets. The bedspread is shot through with gold threads and feels almost like velvet, although in truth it’s something far less expensive to care for. There are no windows, but there is a full-length mirror in the dead center of the right wall. Opposite it stands an ebony grandfather clock.
The door leading into the room is made of Spanish walnut and is ornately carved with a winter forest scene. It’s held closed with a chain fashioned to look like it’s made of snowdrops. A matching door sits in the middle of the wall opposite it, leading into a black marble bathroom with gold accents. The bed sits in the middle of the bedroom. Beneath the bed is an oak chest containing extra clothes and a set of manacles. There is also a wooden practice sword. Both the bedroom and bathroom are lit solely by four lamps with harsh, white bulbs, one in each corner near the ceiling.
History- Caeyn was born the daughter of a Fae lord. At age fourteen she fell deeply in love with the captain of her father’s guard. It took her half a year to catch his attention, but once she did they seemed inseparable. Just before her sixteenth birthday, however, one of her father’s most powerful enemies attacked and slaughtered just about everyone. Caeyn was one of the only survivors, and was turned over to the tender care of her lover, the traitor who had let the enemy into the house.
After tattooing her arms and legs with the marks of a slave, her now ex-lover cheerfully sold her to the Palace. The first thing she did was to hack off all but two locks of her hair, which had been the delight of her family and the traitor she loved. The second was to burn the long, flowing dress she’d been wearing when she was captured and have it replaced with tight, boy’s clothes. The third was to learn sword work, even if all she’s allowed is a wooden practice sword.
After three years of life in the Palace, she has withdrawn into herself, hiding behind a wall of silence and ice. She will obey any order quickly, perfectly, and without any hint of emotion, which makes her quite popular with the control freaks. Several masters have taken the challenge of breaking through that cold wall and gaining some emotional response, but so far all have failed. She’s not dead inside, as much as she might wish she were, and despite the fact many masters may at first think her mute, she not only speaks, she has a very pleasant, soothing voice. Her ultimate motto is “trust not at all, love even less”.
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