Username: Pandie Dandy
Her name: Lilitu
Any meaning to that name?: "of the night"
What is she the demi of? Malcontent
What is her relationship with Zek? Lilitu offers an appropriate amount of respect to the Deity she serves but one with a domain such as malcontent, she cannot help her rebellious nature. She is distant, harder to approach. While she can appreciate that Zek understands her and the dark void that resides within her, she struggles to properly express things to the deity. Although sarcastic and often equipped with opinionated grumbling, she shows a fierce loyalty to Zek.
How did she meet Zek? Lilitu has an affinity for grand events. When she had heard about the Damned Ball, it piqued her interest; when she discovered that it was a Deity hosting the event, she could not resist the temptation to attend. It was there that she met Zek, it was there that she studied him, observed his Followers, and finally approached.
A normal day in the house? Lilitu moved with an ethereal grace through the residence. Her appearance and manner in which she carried herself were that of a well-bred woman. She could not help but notice the finer details that were out of place and corrected them without hesitation; the slightest tilt of a picture to straighten it, a gentle nudge to a vase that had been bumped ever so slightly from the center.
The first item to check off the list was to find the deity in which she lived her life of servitude and tend to any tedious tasks he did not wish to do himself. Sometimes, if there was a willing Follower nearby, she would give them a few of the menial duties... to help them feel important. Every now and then she even found herself wearing a rare smile when in the presence of Zek and his Followers.
It often left her surprised at how easily the smile came; she was a creature that was naturally dissatisfied and rebellious, and though she did test the patience of others, she found herself with a nagging urge to comfort and please. As the words that often tumbled from her mouth were bitter and dripping with sarcasm, she had learned to smile. As rare a sight as it was, it was genuine.
On days where she found herself capable of smiling and would settle down from the initial shock, she would wander aimlessly, a look of deep thought as her expression, wondering how she, a creature of malcontent, had ever learned to smile here, in a place considered to be Damned? Could it be she was... happy?
