belief is reality.
lyra . 21+ . she/her . GMT+2 .
Guardian Angel
❛❛ Do not be afraid, for I am with you. ❜❜
❛ Some can handle power, but a few become consumed by the delusions. ❜
❛ Child of the stars, her family blessed for centuries, but not all of them fit to handle the responsibility of the Moon. There are many rumours about the origin of this gift, a small piece of the Heavens, destined to forever protect the star and its inhabitants. The Moon sees all, and so shall her children. Granting the power of divination and a tap of aether they have yet to fully understand. Unfazed by the gaping void, Lyra has made it her mission to help any and all, using her talents to heal where battles roars. Spreading her song and soaking in the recognition, with every grateful prayer fuelling her true intentions. ❜
❛ Fighting her family's curse, one which would rather see her vanish into the sky, the icy princess refuse to be a burden to her family and prove her worth to the stars. Luckily, she is well versed in ways of how to navigate her life, both with wit and a flare of magick. Even if one may question her sanity -- once in a while. ❜
About
name lyra hidenka.
alias snow fairy, "medic!".
age twentytwo.
pronouns she/her.
species au ra.
occupation astrologian apprentice.
family parents and older brother
sexuality dragonsexual, straight.
marital status single.
origin ishgard.
location old sharlayan(school).
alignment lawful neutral.
likes birds, precious gems, tea.
dislikes bugs.
profession wandering oracle, mythologist ,
falseidol.
Features
height 4' 4".
weight surprisingly light.
build slender and delicate.
eyes pale rose moonstone.
hair blond with pink tint.
scars none.
languages common, hingan, old auri.
aether ask.
voiceclaim voiceclaim.
notable traits feathers shrouding her visage, is that a damn halo, aggravatingly beautiful
Personality
the soul of the heaven
an envy of the birds up above, a desire of the freedom unattainable for mortals -- fuelled by ambitions, and pride. coming from a long line of maidens, all blessed by the stars, cursed by the void, and protected by the Moon -- yet, Lyra yearns for more. to reach the corners of the star, no longer bound by the fetters of her kin.can one fight against fate? change the ending of a story already written in the stars? instead of letting the night overtake her, she gladly dives into the unexplored waters -- with the Mother as her witness, her light ever watching -- she will become more than a spectator.
❛❛ Every heart is a lonely note. ❜❜
the echo of the stars
her actions driven by duty, foretold sights flickering into existence, the warning of danger plagues her dreams. white aether swallows our oracle, which she transfers into gems infused with dangerous power, raw and destructive."If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin.
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain"
❛❛ I see a song of past romance, I see the sacrifice of man. I see portrayals of betrayal and a brother's final stand. ❜❜
❛❛ I see you on the brink of death, I see you draw your final breath ❜❜
BIOGRAPHY born into a doman family clan, high regarded but suspicious, considered blessed by some and fey cursed by others. Yet, something had offered them power, gold in their blood. Many did not believe them to have been all that different to the moon seers who came before them. Until feathers sprouted, and a new babe was born. The Mother had given this child the gift of clairvoyance. A gift for them, to keep safe far from their birth land, and the control the overflow of magick. A warning they did not take lightly, any little scrabble amongst themselves died down that winter morning as they set out for Ishgard.Headstrong, determined and lively, no challenge proved enough to keep her busy. Growing into a pampered girl, who chased glory and recognition with blood soaked hands. Attempts were made to try and keep her on track, when the visions swam through her, forcing her to be a witness to disasters unfit for her young mind. Gems became her saviour, when the gift became too much, scholars taught her how to handle the river of magick.Believed to have been one of the fallen during the end of days. It was a tragedy none of them had seen coming, none but the girl with the Moon in her eyes. Her riddles of a prophecy had been ignored, the Mother's silence, an omen many missed --And then, our little oracle, was gone. Taken by the chaos, swallowed by the violence.Only for her to reappear in the middle of winter, when her family and loved ones had yet to give up, still searching for their lost daughter with every prayer. With a glow in her heart and music on her tongue, she merely informed them of her new mission before leaving yet again.Now she wanders the star, beneath the heavens, searching and aiding those who need her gifts.
❛❛ I see a man who gets to make it home alive. But it's no longer you ❜❜
strengths
ambitious
determined
confident
cunning
friendly
weakness
pride
vain
hypocritical
shrewd
lonely
core
altruistic
loyal
spiritual
dramatic
charming
work in progress
Hooks
unknowingly angelic
She stands before you, a wisp of a woman - her horns draped in gold, scales decorating her star-painted canvas. Feathers, soft but shrouding, shadows her cursed gaze. Somehow, you suspect she already knows of your intents, with just a tight smile.
You are welcome
Lyra cannot ignore any in need of her help. Known to be by the side of fighters when they wake up. A fabulous medic, always in the right spot, even before disaster strikes.
Do not touch the wings.
"I will personally deliver your dead body to Mother."
mystery of the cosmos
As an astrologian, she has always been interested in what is beyond, what secrets do the heavens hold, who would welcome her at the end of existence. One can find her beneath the canvas of the night, a guardian angel, feathers and all!
the 13th maiden
The bloodline of her clan, the children touched by the stars, have long had rumours nipping at their feet. Whispers of contracts forged with powerful creatures of the void, yokai, or dragons. But mostly refereed as a being of light
the song of prophecy
Born with the gift of the Mother, her love proved not always to be gentle. Her eyes, which are profoundly every colour and no colour at all, show her the past and future in often eerie flashes and nightmares. Wings shroud the oracles gaze, an attempt to protect herself.
Gallery
unglamoured
art by me
light glamour
Guidelines
rule 001. : I WILL PLAY
, and even prefer, mature content and themes (violence, sexuality, drug/alcohol use). temporary injury and incapacitation. temporary imprisonment. contact me ooc for plotting and discussing ideas. rule 002. : ASK CONSENT
long-term and/or permanent injury and disfigurement. long-term captivity or imprisonment. rule 003. : I WILL NOT PLAY
her death, any cheating plots. rule 004. : out of character
dni if under 18, older the better. we might dive into more mature and horror themes, and i'll greatly appreciate any trigger warnings if are needed. (EVEN if you consider it spoilers) Please be mindful and communicate.
rule 005. : looking for
long term contacts/short term works as well. i love plotting, throw any and all plots at me and i can make it work.
no random erp, i will block you if you make me uncomfortable. ic ≠ ooc. do not bleed.
⸎ must be 18+ ⸎
⸎ time is limited ⸎
⸎ horror enthusiast⸎
⸎ paragraph/mirror ⸎
⸎ approach ooc first ⸎
⸎ prefer long-term storylines ⸎
⸎ love animals pls show me your pets ⸎let's write some beautiful and wicked stories together ❀
trigger warnings:
thank you for getting this far ♥
approach oocly first, i am often busy and scheduling rp is preferred.my schedule is all over the place, you will most likely find me online during the early mornings(both for EU and NA) on crystal.
would love more EU friends and am looking for a FC!definitely afk if i am in the QS. send a friend request or burrow me in whatever plot you would like to explore. and i will be back in an hour or two.
