01: A memory from your character’s childhood
04: A memory that your character cherishes
10: Something that turns your character on
19: What your character does when they wake up
01: (IT’S A BIT OF A LONG ONE)
Skourna hid at the edge of the party, eyeing her older siblings as they schmoozed their way through the throng of partygoers. Her father was rich and very important, that much was clear, although she was beginning to doubt many, if any of the guests really liked him. Even her mother, not least because she was already making ‘love eyes’ at a nearby Dracon.
That didn’t really bother her, the thing that made her so nervous was her father’s insistance that she attend all of these events. No one ever talked to her, there weren’t any other children, and she hated being stuck in the open like this.
Her many siblings loved to torment their ‘Wychborn’ youngest sibling.
‘There you are.’ One of her older brothers cooed, emerging suddenly from the crowd with a drink in each hand. ‘You’re hiding little one.’
‘I...’
‘Don’t tell me you’re trying to get out of the party. You’ll dishonour the family, and we can’t have that!’
‘Oh did you find little Skourna.’ Mirae, the second youngest of Archon Vengeous’s children crooned, despite being one of the younger children, Mirae was Skourna’s senior by over a century. ‘Come here and give your big sis a hug!’ She sneered.
Skourna hid from her sister as best she could, but Mirae was wine drunk. ‘Come on, let’s get you out onto the dancefloor!’
‘She’s too timid. You’ll need to fill her with wine first!’ Her brother chided.
Mirae laughed, ‘Wonderful idea!’
Just then, there was a flash of crimson and Succubus Carendeza, Skourna’s mother came between her only daughter and her once lovers spawn.
‘I think you two should go back to the party.’ She said as she picked the ten year old girl up with ease. ‘I think Archon D’raeque misses your company.’ She glared daggers at them until they backed off.
‘Oh my poor sweet.’ Carendeza ran a finger through Skourna’s ebon locks. ‘You are too sweet for this cold city my dear.’ She held Skourna in close. ‘Some may see that as a weakness, and here it is. But I love it about you sweetling.’ She kissed her daughters brow. ‘But we still need to toughen you up.’
Skourna nodded sadly.
‘Have you considered my offer? To join my Bloodbound Coven?’
Skourna nodded. ‘I... I want to give it a go, but I don’t want to...’
‘Leave your father?’ Carendeza smiled. ‘Of course. We’ll share you love.’
04:
A servant gingerly held the bundle of cloth over to Skourna. She felt weak and raw, and in desperate need of wine and drugs aplenty but the moment her arms wrapped around the long awaited bundle, it suddenly became worth it.
‘Hello little one.’ She beamed down at her newborn daughter. ‘I think I’ll name you Aera.’ She kissed the tiny, squirming Drukhari on her forehead.
10:
Ysedra.
Bonus: Skourna is quite tactile, she loves it when someone runs their fingers through her hair, just as much as she loves doing that to a lover. Especially when they’re both in the good spot between wine drunk and tipsy.
19:
Skourna’s morning routine is one of habit. She sleeps for exactly seven hours, so the time she gets up always relies on just how late she finally went to sleep the previous night.
Before she gets out of bed, Skourna will have had at least a single glass of Razorwine, what better way to keep the thirst at bay? She will also have breakfast in bed, usually something that will leave as many crumbs as possible for her slaves to clean up.
If she has one of her Paramours or lover around there may be some extra activity before and after breakfast before she actually gets up, applies her makeup and prepares to face her day.
Interestingly when visiting Ysedra however, Skourna rises early, and silently gets up to make her paramour breakfast before her paramour awakens.
I was not prepared for that level of fluff Skourna does for Ysedra my god ;~;