HM: Celyon

Name:  Celyon Draconi De Valmont [ She rarely uses the last part of her last name though ]
Age: 21 years
DOB: 6th July
Height: 185 cm
Creature: Demon
Tower: Void Tower
Notable features:  She always have fire in her tail, the fire dont burn others, actually it just lits up and thats about it. The flame is an indicator of how well she is, if the flame is small and weak she is likely sick or close at dying [ yes kinda like a charmander ] She have markings around on her body on her arms and in her hands [ drawing of the ones in her hands will be up soon ] They are not just there to look pretty but are seals and alike that she uses when using her magic. As she is still very young, she have to activate her magic firs, which she does the best by clapping her hands together giving off a short chanting. Her eyes doesn't have any iris.

Likes: Irritating people, studying magic, asking people about basically everything, using her body, invesigating and going on adventures, getting new friends
Dislikes: Sleeping without her plushie, people asking in to her family and past [ often she tends to come up with a lie about that her daddy was a super fancy rich guy and her mother his wife, that she got tired of living in the riches and then went out exploring. It is up to the listener to believe it or not ] liver, sitting still for to long. Monastries and churches, her tail getting tugged, her ears being pulled.
Fears: Being left alone, loneliness, people finding out about her past, getting bound to a person who should find out her full and hence true name.
Goals: Being bored with life in the monastry, she have wanted to get new friends, humans as non humans, from all over the worlds, hearing about Hiems she thought that Hiems Mansion would be the perfect place for her tostart up a new life, get new friends and get to learn even more about the mysteries in the worlds.
Personality: Celyon is a very lively young demon. Her attetion seem to be scattered all over the place and she tends to be unable to focus on just one thing at the time, and tends to find logic to one problem by the most weird and compelex ways. She tends to seem a bit bratty as she often talks before she speaks, but her wits and charm often seem to make her more friends than enemies, which have benefitted her trough her whole life.  She loves to make fun, both of people but also have fun with people. She got a twin sister which she got a good and strong bond with even though they arent together, she will still be able to feel if something should be wrong with her sister. Talking about family, she is extremely protective when it comes to people she considers part of her colorful family, or just friends she sont want to loose. She is very afraid of loosing people she have gotten to know well, having lost so much in her past. She is poud of being a demon, but is also careful to not let anyone get to know her full and hence true name, as this means the said person, by saying the name out loud just once, can gain the full control over her. [ If you want more info about this particular part you are welcome to send me a note or comment in the comment section. ]
History: Celyon was born with her twinsister an early July morning, neither of the small kids ever got to know their father, as he was a male demon that just crossed the land here and there, never staying the same place for to long. This didnt affect them much though, as they got to spend their first 7 years at a great mansion near some mountains in their world. This mansion belonged to their mothers boyfriend trough serveral years, though they never had gotten married. Celyon spendt a lot of time annoying the servants at the place, stealing cakes from the kitchen, and in general being spoiled rotten. They never once got a nanny as their mother insisted on raising them herself along with her boyfriend. The twins had three other siblings, though the oldest had moved out the two others still lived with them too, so it was truly a joy being at the mansion, as it was full of life and childrens laughter, things that hadnt been for ages before. At the age of 5 Celyon got herself her own pony and started to learning to ride, though she still refused to wear the skirts and dresses her mother tried to get her into. But the world wouldnt keep being a happy place for the family, far from. A war broke out in the kingdom, the bad part lead by none other than their stephfather, though they never got to know the truth, they just wondered where he had gone all of a sudden. Their mother, unable to make him stop destroying the country she held so dear, broke up their relationship and fled with the children. Celyon was confused, but already at this early age showed that she would help protect her siblings and mother. For a fair amount of time they got to live in a cheap apartment, but as the war kept going, the rent had to get paid for more and more often, the landlord being a greedy man. The single mother started selling herself on the streets but not even that held in the length, and in the end they ended up being homeless. The war was still going strong, and the reign of the darkness was like a heavy cloud over the entire country, but especially the towns as the brutality of the darkness was to see everywhere. More and more people ended with broken families, no money and no homes. Eventually they ended up begging, living for scraps untill even that became too much and their mother led the kids to a monastry, asking, begging them to take care of the children. This should be the last time either of them saw their mother. At this point the twins were approciatly 12 years. Having not learned to write or read very well they got their education in the monastry, learning to work well and hard for the friendliness the place had given them. Tough it wasnt that easy for Celyon, as she often ended up driving the priests and others nuts, especially during mass. It ended up with her being sent somewhere else studying or pearl embroidering, not exactly something she enjoyed despite showing a massive talent for it. It was also during this time her magic started showing itself, uncontrollably as hell, she started looking for books abut magic, not daring to ask the aduts for help, fearing that her growing demonic features would get her kicked out from there, after all demons and magic like the kind she was selfstudying had nothing to do in a monastry. Finally she got 21 years old, the age where they would let her go. Where her siblins long ago had figured out what they wanted to do with their life, she instead found herself being curious about the world around her, the worlds and places that could be. She searched here and there, wandering where her feet took her. One day, she heard the talk about Hiems Mansion, she asked them further about it and ende du getting the instructions in how to find the place, which she searched out for, in the hope to get more friends outside of the monastry, eager to learn and see the worlds.

Powers: Summoning small shadowlike figures, and small flames of unburning blue light [ these can do small tasks though only within a certain time period, and as long they are withing 100 metres from her ]. She is better at using telepathy and teleportion though.
Skills and strengths: Pearl embroidering - despite she dislikes doing it. 
Weaknesses: Focusing enough when chantingto activate her magic. Being as she is its hard for her to keep the focus on the chanting or remember the right words, or which of her markings to touch for what to happen, as each marking got its own qualities so to say. Her ears and tail are very sensitive - hence is pulling them very painful for her, she isnt too fond about moisty weather as it ypically makes her feel an odditly of sickness which usually makes her stay indoor. [ And make trouble there instead ] 

Chatroom Availability: All the time

IM Availability:  Got skype, if you want just ask

Roleplay Preferences: Romance/Pairing [ warning - she is horrible at all the romancy and flirty stuff ], Gore/Torture, Casual, Fighting, Emotional/Drama, Adventure, One on One, Group RPs [ though not with too many people, 7 at most ], Alternate Universe


Roleplay Sample: Where had all the sulight and warmth gone all of a sudden+ Even the sound of her footsteps against the pepple-filled road seemed to have lost all of its noise all of a sudden, as the fog had crossed in from somewhere near the harbor. The bluehaired woman could barely see where she walked, and the confident steps slowly grew slower and more investigating as she clutched an old dusty book towards her stomac, looking briefly over her shoulder towards.. Nothing. Nothing but the thick mist and the shapes of a few houses that probably were closer by than they looked. This was a decieving mist, the mist they would call a witchs mist in the monastry, and make the old women pray to their gods in the hope they would protect them. Just the thought brought a smile on the young demons face, they really were so weird at that place, she was happy this was all over, that she now, finally was considered an adult. And this young adult had her own plans with what she wanted to do - not sit and get dusty in a monastry, that was for sure. More buildings approached in front of her, as she could now barely hear her own breath, only see it. It should make her scared, but it didn't, instead it made her curious, ltting her stop up for a moment just staring out in the nothingness, wondering how a mist could make sound and heat suddenly disappear just like that, was it really witchery, or was it just the nature of the event itself.+ She saw the movement, before she felt the big hairy hand on her own thinner, pulling her into a house. Or house and house, this was more like a tavern, her nose told her, making her ears itch a bit before she looked at the stranger that had pulled her in. A man, big and hairy, and had probably not seen a shower for weeks. To judge from his clothes and the tattoos that covered his arms, he was a sailor. He looked at her with suspicious drunken eyes. '' Who the hell are you+ What are you+.. Doing out there+ '' He nodded towards the mist outside. A cheeky smile left the bluehaired demon as she jauntily replied back, '' Who knows+ Maybe I am a messenger of Kile, coming to tell you to say your last goodbyes+ '' She winked briefly at him, as she mentionend the goddess of death, his face palening a bit, by the thought.