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PERSEPHONE


Lady of the Court, Spymaster for hire.
"When you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him."



GENERAL

Name: Persephone De Chalons
Pronunciation: Per-Sef-Onee Day Shal-Ons
Titles: Spymaster
Species: Human
Date of Birth: Winter, Month 10
Zodiac: The Uamyr
Age: Twenty seven years old
Place of Birth: Goldenwine Grove, Arora

Storyline/Plot: Roseblood

"A subtle smile, the bat of an eyelash, a longing glance from across the floor. Each and every action you make in court is observed, measured and twisted in hopes that it can be used against you. Tis' truly the deadliest dance; and one in which I know all the steps."



APPEARANCE

Eye Color: Amber
Hair Color: Raven Black
Hair Style/Length: Shoulder length and naturally wavy, most often fixed into whatever modest styles are deemed fashionable.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 134lb
Body Type: Lithe and athletic.
Body Modifications/Accessories: Pierced ears.

Written Appearance: Persephone is a striking woman, regardless if she's on the ballroom floor or not. With her long dark locks contrasted by a pair of rarity in form of golden eyes, she is abundantly feminine in stature and the object of desire of plenty of nobles within Arora. Her limbs are athletic and well practiced -- a pay off from years of dancing and knifeplay.

As a woman of her reputation should, Persephone is almost always well dressed with noticeable a penchant for darker reds, purples and blacks for her wardrobe. Persephone believes that less is more when it comes to style however, and is unlikely to be seen in anything overly eccentric or outlandish.

Beyond that Persephone moves with grace and a seemingly natural sense of sensuality. Though there are more conventionally attractive women on the court, few can actually match the sultry and seductive presence that seems to radiate from the black haired beauty.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits:
♡ Pompous |Years of success in her field has led Persephone to become cocky.
♡ Charismatic | Charisma is the base of any thriving court figure and Persephone certainly isn't lacking that department.
♡ Political | Each sweet gesture, and every honeyed word she whisperers is planned in accordance with her own agenda.
♡ Questioning l Though she'd love to believe otherwise, a part of Persephone wonders if climbing the political ladder is worth the cost of her soul.

Strengths:
An immense understanding of court, nobility, and the art of secrets.
A natural people's person. She knows how to get what she wants from others.
Decently agile in physical combat.

Weaknesses:
Morally bankrupt and self-questioning.
Doesn't handle failure or mistakes well at all.
Relatively light/frail.

Quirks: She is far from a stranger regarding sex, but has had few true romantic relationships.

D&D Alignment: Neutral Evil


DETAILS

Inventory:
♡ A series of knives hidden away in different parts of her person (positions change daily)
♡ A silver pendant with her family's insignia marked on it
♡ An expensive hand fan
♡ A silk scarlet colored scarf

Occupation: Political Spymaster for hire, with generally fluid loyalties and noticeable lack of limits. Persephone however, does not do anything regarding children and/or cute animals.

Education: Throughout her child Persephone attended classes of both logical and social nature. She excelled in both.

Character Arcs/Plots: Persephone aims to situate herself in a position where few will be able to touch her. In trying to accomplish this she has grown jarringly addicted to the seductive and ultimately dangerous life of a spy/assassin. This addiction is in direct conflict with the fact that she is beginning to question her lack of morals.

Family Crest: The De Chalon's crest's imagery consists of a grand golden lion crushing a snake underneath it's fearsome claw.



RELATIONS

Social
♡ Alison Du'Parquette; Fellow spy/occasional ally

♡ Alexander Grant; Fellow spy/on-and-off lover

♡ Various other nobles of varying degrees of importance

Familial
♡ Gaspard De Chalons; Father

♡ Ophelia De Chalons; Mother

♡ Gregory De Chalons; Half-brother (older)

♡ Anthony De Chalons; Half-brother (older)

♡ Oscar De Chalons; Half-brother (younger)

♡ Coriann Abernathy; Biological mother (deceased)


ARMAMENTS

Magic Tier(s): Lower

Attuned Element(s): Water

Fleuntia: Luna

Main Weapon: In physical combat and in most of her assassination jobs, Persephone relies on quick, precise and intelligent knife work in order to come out successful. Along with using them in melee, Persephone's proficiency in knives extend to throwing them with decent accuracy and at respectable distances.

Secondary Weapon: When a quick slice across one's throat isn't an option, Persephone turns to poison and the various applications it has in order to complete an assassination. More time than not however, it takes some clever thinking from the spymaster to work around those like her who are attuned to water.

HISTORY


Persephone's father Gaspard was a good man who did not let the aristocracy of Goldenwine Grove manipulate him into changing his ideals. He believed that one should pursue what they were passionate about in order to experience a life well lived, regardless of what might be expected of them. An anomaly among the noble house leaders in the Grove, Gaspard was nonetheless respected by his peers for being an honest, well meaning man.

And so it should be no surprise that Gaspard would often spend plenty of evenings relaying accounts to the young girl about the woman who he had truly fallen in love with far after he had already been married. He told Persephone of how he intended to spend the rest of his life with that woman, even if it meant giving up his household's name. He told her about how full of love she was and how passionate she regarded life.

One day he even mustered up the courage to tell Persephone that this woman's very last gift to him was her -- his one and only daughter.

Her father's love affair was no secret and the De Chalons household was turbulent at best, a verbal war zone at worst. Gaspard's wife, Ophelia, might have grown to eventually forgive him however had there not been a constant reminder of his betrayal in the form of Persephone.

Tragedy truly struck when her loving father caught the plague when Persephone was twelve and died when she was fourteen, leaving her to the mercy of her scorned and incredibly bitter stepmother as well as her equally spiteful half brothers. In a matter of weeks she went from a blossoming young noblewoman, who the court loved dearly, to nothing better than a household servant. Persephone spent most of her early teen years watching the crowds of her mother's autumn galas from the servant's quarters where she then slept.

Persephone was sixteen when she caught the eyes of a handsome, charming noble man well into his thirties. His name was Nathaniel Du'Lyon and underneath the muck and grime coating the young woman he saw an undeniable beauty and most importantly to him, potential. He offered to buy Persephone and her mother -- who at that point considered the servant little beyond an eyesore -- took his gold with a smile.

She was whisked away from her life of servitude and found herself once more involved in the life of a noble living in the picturesque Grove. While Nathaniel might have saved her from her mother, he was far from the honorable man her father was. A promiscuous and morally bankrupt assassin for hire, he knowingly took advantage of her, a young woman who was just grateful for another chance at life. He was her first lover and mentor in the world of political intrigue.

He taught her everything he knew and believing that she was in love, Persephone obeyed whatever he asked of her. She became a fearsome and morally unbound spymaster in likeness to him and remained faithful to him for the majority of her adulthood. Eventually, Nathaniel preferred the idea of retiring with his wife rather than remaining with his long-term mistress.

Heartbroken she entered the darkest stages of her life where depression consumed her, this is where she took on the darkest jobs and got higher on the political ladder than she had ever been before.

She was saved once more however, when her work brought her to the presence of a non-human who's calm confidence and hope for change reminded her of her father. Though they may have not been of the same species, she grew to love him as he had grown to love her. For this man, she was ready to stop the self-destructive path Nathaniel set her on.

But then without warning, Nathaniel came back into her life with full force. As a victim of abuse tends to do when they remain in close proximity to their abuser, she could not help but fall right back into his hands. As he ordered, Persephone lead her non-human lover far from where eyes could see and watched as Nathaniel's other apprentices dragged him off to be thrown off of a cliff.

From that moment on, she has never been the same. In the present she continues her work for Nathaniel but with each mission he sends her on, Persephone sets up piece by piece. To assassinate a noble, one needs to know their plan as well as a bard knows their lute.

But to assassinate a master assassin, Persephone was going to need nothing short of an entire orchestra.


WRITING SAMPLE

The night had come quickly and soon, so did the crowd. Lady Comtette's Annual Winter Ball was in full effect, the eldest of five's mansion and her renown garden decorated in sheer white and various crystal like fixtures. Nobles of varying degrees filled the vestibules and chambers with drinks in their hands, smiles plastered, and of course -- masks on.

The Gala was not a masquerade, however. The eldest Comtette found those types of affair rather out of fashion after all. But Persephone had learned from very early on that masks come in more forms than just physically.

The entertainer seemed to glide as she made her way across the garden's courtyard, her raven colored hair gorgeously contrasting the crystal adorned gown draped on her frame.

The Comtette family watched her, as well as all the others, from a large balcony above the garden. The five siblings were sat at a table, each one with a goblet of red wine intertwined in their fingers. Persephone came to the Gala to see that its hostess was dead before the night's end. The goblet was her choice of weapon.

An eager noble approached the entertainer for a dance around the same time Lady Comtette's youngest, and Persephone's employer, stood up to address the crowd. Persephone obliged the younger man's request and took his hand in hers, a smile growing on her lips. Together, they spun across the floor with the dark haired beauty leading her counterpart with both experience and grace.

"Good evening everyone! I am so glad that my dear eldest sister has given me the opportunity to address you all this year. On behalf of me and my sib-" The youngest began above before suddenly halting. The youngest Comtette's following expression was confused at first, but as an intense burning sensation ran from her chest and up into her throat she realized what had happened. Down below Persephone simply kept on dancing.

The youngest Comtette began to choke violently as her body painfully betrayed her. The gorgeous white drapes hung from the balcony were stained red with her blood. The crowd stood silent and shocked. Persephone finished her dance with a grand drop. The spy smiled widely as the noble held her for a moment in that picturesque position.

Luckily for her, the eldest Comtette had always been the biggest spender in the family.




 
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