Name: YallindaHouse: Houseless Heritage Class: Priestess; HealerPersonality: Yallinda is your typical drow female. Strong willed, demanding of appeasement, and believing she is owed a great deal due to the fact she was born a female. Yallinda is also a vain creature. She bedecks herself in pastel colors and spends a good amount of her time primping to appear as young and lovely as she can manage. Yallinda has a twisted sense of humor that descends into depravity. She enjoys tormenting helpless males and takes a extreme amount of delight in belittling other females that have failings or less fortunes then herself. Yallinda is a very ambitious female that will side with whomever can offer her the most power or wealth. View on Profession: Healing is just a craft. A tool to be used to gain admittance to those who are in a weakened state. By adopting the class of a healer, you are automatically assumed to have a kind, gentle, or weak heart and to be motivated by, of all things, good will. I see being a Healer as an opportunity to weasel into the good graces of someone whom is injured. Sooth their pain with a soft touch and soft words and they will feel a sense of gratitude. Save their life and they feel in debt to you. Being a Healer is the most overlooked class with a exceptional amount of opportunities you can twist to your own purposes. All it will take is aiding one Son of a noble house, gaining his desire and trust, and I will be able to take that grand step upwards into the world of Nobility and leave all this crap behind... Phobia: It's natural. It's absolutely natural to be afraid of the dead. When I look upon a body that no longer has a heartbeat it only further reminds me of what lies beyond this life. The Spider Queens Embrace...a place of untold horror and judgement I have heard. Who in their right mind would want to pass on into that? I will admit that seeing a dead body brings to mind my own fragile mortality. What I really dislike though is the way I seem to lose control when I am too close to something that is dead. My heart beat speeds up, my mind grows fuzzy and it becomes hard to breath. I suppose this is all natural of course, and many mistake my reaction to someone dieing or dead as some sort of concern or soft heartedness. I allow them to disbelieve, for I surely will not explain this shameful fear I have...but do you know what is worse? The undead...I can not stand the presence of necromancers or their creations. I find myself lost in a full panic of terror and dread. I despise this weakness and this fear, but find myself so gripped by it that I can not escape it. RP Archive
**** Yay Lloth
**** The Task
**** Mr. Slaver meet Mr. Axe
**** Love Letters
**** Forbidden Love
**** A Marrige Proposal
"Aw. Does it hurt? Don't you worry none. Yallinda will make things right. Hmmm...so which House do you belong to? Your only the second son? Well...Vith. Why am I wasting my time with you? Tough it out you damn baby. What doesn't kill you makes you fair game for others. Now get out of my sight before I decide to see how loudly I can make you squeal...."
Other Drow Yousei Owns
Ilmxena BaenDuis Yallinda Scythra Mas Daun Barrith Divintra DoGhym Ujool Kyil Micarreth Barrith Ryn DoAfin Zerkxeiz Xexsis Szinaun Kenana Nuumia Vuzril Barrith Shyntral Valindia Xunner Drizdyn Ilmindia Barrith Riknolu Felyn'na Tsabaghar
