Name: Elsinor Tarqqantes

Country: Craorag

Gender: Unknown

Age: Roughly estimated to be around 22, although nobody is quite sure

Magical Specialty: Umbromancy

Appearance: Upon first glance, the only thing that can be seen of Elsinor is their ferocity. It is hard to miss, after all, the way in which their mouth curls into the hardest of snarls, or the way in which their eyes seem to burn through their target, and the fact that their fiery hair (which they have decided to wear at shoulder-length) is dyed to contain strands of a charcoal colour. However it is almost impossible to miss, at second glance, the pure elegance of the way at which all of their traits are shaped, from the smooth slope of their jaw to the subtle, wiry muscles which ripple over their body, and there is no denying that the coffee colour of their skin is beautiful. Elsinor's appearance has both the subtlety of a woman's frame with the flat musculature of a man's, something which tends to confuse others, but Elsinor has no complaint about this.

Personality: Despite their love for the joy and beauty of life, Elsinor is a horrible cynic, thus rarely accepting said beauty at face value - and rarely takes darkness or ugliness for what they seem either. They are intelligent without a doubt, and excels at reading others, but has a tendency to underestimate them, which occasionally leads to their being pleasantly surprised by others. A fan of grandeur, Elsinor has a knack for the macabre and often leaves people whether or not their lives are in danger - and whether or not they would mind if Elsinor did kill them. Blessed with a skill for repartee, they adore anything involving debate or rhetoric, although, being quite accustomed to loss, they would most likely not take kindly to defeat.

Focus: A single red rose, which has been enchanted never to wilt - they are a strong believer in the notion that shadows are most kind to those who see them as beautiful before deadly

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