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LAURALAE AGE 82 / Immortal HOMETOWN The hidden elven lands SPECIES Elven, Revenant FAMILY Non-existant LANGUAGE Elven, old elvish, Common OCCUPATION Witch AUGMENT Lab Support SHIP Starstruck

Lauralae is an elf that once resided in the hidden homeland of her people, learning how to control her powers and educated on the nature of her heritage. She ended up suffering from an accident of fate that left her half-possessed and damaged, however, and was cast out and ended up in exile. Since then she travelled the world, settling in a quiet town as much as she could, using the powers she has to try and break the curse she suffered. Specialising in blood magic, shapeshifting and the magic of her people, Lauralae is a wild creature that is looking for nothing more than a means to get what she wants. She is shy, dark and reserved, careful with her alliances and not keen or prepared to make long-term friendships. She has been burned in the past and lost everyone she has cared for to either death or distrust - and she refuses to let herself be in that position again, even as she begins to heal. Despite her age, thanks to her race, Lauralae appears to be a young woman in her teens. Her most noticeable features are a scar across her lips and her ears - scarred, as if a young child had took a knife to them and cut off the tips of her elven heritage. Once upon a time, as many tales around the small town might whisper, she was known as a witch with black hands; she wore gloves to hide them but the people knew. The source of this was her possession by a Revenant, transforming her into one as chosen by Death Himself, and her denial and misunderstanding of her new heritage left her damaged. She will be stuck, cursed and broken, until she learns the truth and accepts who she is; until then she must walk alone and suffer, never dying and never finding a place to call home. POWERS ✖ BLOOD MAGIC; Lauralae's magic is founded upon the basis of using blood to perform and cast her spells. Unable to use her palm due to the poison that once covered her hands she was forced to use her wrists and forearm, making blood magic itself especially dangerous for her and leaving her scarred with marks, cuts and runes along her skin. More information here. ✖ SHAPE SHIFTING; She can transform into a wolf; a dark, dangerous looking wolf. It allows her to travel, to hide, to spy and to protect herself from her own life and cravings. Through this form she has learned to hunt, to stalk, and to scent the air, and her connection with her 'other self' allows her better sight and smell even when she's no longer a wolf. ✖ POWER ABSORPTION; As part of her Revenant nature, Lauralae can literally acquire or absorb the powers of the dead flesh she eats in order to sustain herself. The body parts she eats have to be fresh, recently dead and when she eats it she becomes able to use the magic or the powers that the person she has eaten once had at hand. This only works with flesh, not blood. ✖ IMMORTALITY; Thanks to her transformation into a Revenant, Lauralae is an immortal being - when she dies, she will return to life after a week of absence. When she does die, however, she will lose any and all powers that she has gained through eating anyone - and will have to start eating people again to develop any new gifts. LAURALAE'S HANDS Lauralae's hands are the most obviously cursed parts of her body, having been the parts of her that touched the book that allowed the Revenant to possess and then kill her. From the tips of her fingers up to the edge of her wrist the skin is entirely black, almost if dipped in tar or paint, looking almost too thin and boney under the silk gloves she wears. The gloves are thin, made of enchanted spider-silk, and at first glance seem opaque - as if the blackness of her hands is simply the blackness of her gloves. Anyone that looks closer, however, will realise that the silk is practically see-through and it's her skin itself that's the dark colour. Lauralae has an extreme aversion to touch due to the nature of her hands. Her gloves, while she is wearing them, make it so she literally cannot feel anything through her hands - pain, pressure, even the feeling of picking things up. What it leaves her with in return is a smothered feeling, as if her fingers are pressed into something too tight - the magic of the gloves protects her from her 'curse', but it comes with a price. Furthermore, anyone that touches her hands when she is not wearing gloves, in the unlikely event that it happens, will suffer from a burst of magic that feels like electricity or burning hot flames against their skin, powerful enough to wound them and burn off their skin.

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