Name: Eris Fnord
Approximate Age: Early 30s
Gender Presentation: Quite obviously of the female persuasion
Height: 4'10"
Build: Hard, thick, wide.
Hair: Roughly cut just below the chin, bright auburn.
Eyes: Dark brown, though the right eye is missing, with some scarring around the lids - she has a rotating amount of false-eyes from natural to luminous neath-glass.
Dress Style: Favouring reds, golds, black and grey, Eris tends towards quietly fashionable. Daring additions are paired with traditional cuts. Unless it's a party, then all bets are off.
Distinguishing Features: Scarring around her right eye, is 4'10", red hair.
Notable Possessions: Twinned ravenglass knives.
Manner of Speaking: Eris is bright, not terribly formal, and slightly too forward.
General Attitude: Swerving without warning between joyous and morose, with a good dash of mania thrown in for good measure.
General Impression: Looks like she's been put through a cheesegrater and has come out smiling.
The Basics
Full Name: Eris Nyx Fnord
Aliases: Eris Lily Black, Elizabeth French, Rose Black
Birthday: December 10th.
Chiropteromantic Sign: The Hunter
Age: 30
Additional Physical Description:
Distinguishing Features:
- A scar around her right eye.
- Small tattoos across her hipbones
- A golden apple, the size of her fist, that says ‘ΚΑΛΛΙΣΤΗΙ’
- A stylized owl, the size of her fist, bearing the words ‘Ex poenia sapientia’
- Extensive scarring on her back and arms, most of it thick and flat, old scarring.
- A small nick out of her right ear.
- Seven weeping scars - one on each wrist, one on the left side of her neck, one underneath her armpit on the left side, one across her stomach, and two just to the left of her heart.
- A correspondence symbol carved into the small of her back - the worksmanship’s a little shoddy, but it’s certainly still visible.
- A thick, angry scar through her left palm
- A white, raised scar on her left thigh
- Various ivy-wounds healed over, of varying depth and severity
- Barely noticeable stippled scars in pairs on her lower legs - spider bites.
- A pinkish-red divot in her right thigh
- Faint, whitish pitted scarring all down her right arm
- Shaded, greyish-pink scars wrapping around both wrists
Manner of Movement: Bustling, clumping, Eris is not particularly graceful, and moves as if she's got an ache or stiffness in her joints.
Physical Health: Bullox strong and, despite her many injuries, still kicking.
Mental Health: A bit shaky.
Positive Traits: Caring, welcoming, loyal, creative.
Negative Traits: Careless, thoughtless, unpredictable, dangerous.
Quirks & Habits: Eats mountains, smokes, overuses people's names in conversation.
Vices: Drinking, smoking, fucking, eating.
Likes: Spiders, punching people, laughing too loud, fucking.
Dislikes: People who take advantage of smaller/weaker/etc people, snooty people,
Getting Things Done
What are your primary focuses, in terms of the four main stats?
Eris is Dangerous/Persuasive, with a middling watchful whose focus is based around interpersonal interactions and clothing details.
What are your weaknesses? Do you have a ‘Dump Stat’?
She has about as much shadowy as a dump truck with its highbeams on.
Allies & Associates: Eris has a criminal gang consisting of Simon, Wazzer, Archer, Niushka, and Dolores.
Pets: None
Connections: Few
Highest Connection: Docks
Second highest connection:
Lowest Connection:
Enemies: There is still an old constable knocking around London...
Ambition: None
Other Goals: At the moment, there's little beyond 'keep breathing.'
Finance: There's minor residuals coming in from the shops, still, and she can make up the extra with some ring-fighting.
Residence:
Notable Possessions: Two beautifully maintained ravenglass knives, one single bead of cinnabar.
Favoured Weapon: Medium-length daggers, her own bodies.
Combat Style: Weather the hits until landing one stronger and harder than her opponent. She's not fast, but she's quick enough, and she knows where people's insides are.
Questions of Some Importance
Have you got a...
Boat? A zubmarine, The Inevitable.
Club? None.
Affiliation? None.
Faction? None.
Background
Life Before London: Surface-side, Eris lived a mostly nomadic life after taking leave of a family that was actively detrimental to her health. She's been a dock-worker, a travelling circus performer, hired muscle, an artist's model.
How did you Fall?: Eris was running, and was running out of places to run to. London seemed like a good option.
A Brief History of Life in London: Murdered upon arrival, she took that tragedy to build herself into something unstoppable - opening first one clothier in Veilgarden, then onto another in the Bazaar. She's battled through the fighting-rings, stolen souls for the CVR, and become a zailor of some note -- before she went fully mad with seeking. What a shame.
Religion: None.
Occupation: Eris is a designer for her own couture house.
Hobbies & Interests:
Talents: Can drink an entire bottle of vodka in thirty seconds, can survive being stabbed in the lung while awake, tougher than a sack of bricks, can cajole a smile out of nearly anyone.
Un-Talents: No understanding of how food goes from food -> meal, cannot sing, cannot move with much grace, problem solving skills tend to default to 'kill it'. How tea????
Education: A bit of finishing school, and mostly everything else has been learned on the road or from practical experience.
Languages: English, enough correspondence to run a zub, Spanish (Castilian), and Irish Gaelic.
Family: A younger sister, an older brother, one mother and one father. Don't ask.
The Relationship Stuff
Relationship Status: Uncertain.
Sexual Orientation: Eris is an equal-opportunity employer.
Anything Else?: Eris is overtly sexual, flirtatious to a fault, and very appreciative of the fine form of a woman or man or person of mysterious or indistinct gender. She's not very good at monogamy, and her kinks tend towards whips and leathers, though she's entirely pleased with a simple sweaty romp through the sheets.
How does your character feel about...
Sentient Nonhumans? The rubbery make Eris somewhat sad, and perhaps even moreso that she's been downside. Cats are alright, and the L.B.s make excellent weapons, so why not?
What about Tomb-Colonists? She loves the Tomb-Colonists (those in Venderbight, at least, fuck Xilaba), though she wishes she'd stop dreaming about them.
Devils and Hell? Fuck. Devils. With the wrong end of a rake.
The Masters? Eris is still entirely uncertain about them. She's not sure if they're actually threatening - after all, look at Mr. Pages...but then again, there's Mr. Irons...
The Bazaar? Eris loves the light and the streaming sussurus that somehow lifts her lungs.
Social Issues? (sexism/racism/classism.....)Eris is what might be called a modern woman. Very modern.
Religion? None.
Temperance? Haa. Haa. Haaaaaaaa.
Notes:
Kallisti at Veilgarden shop
Kallisti at Veilgarden apartments
Kallisti at the Bazaar shop
Kallisti at the Bazaar Eris' apartments
OOC Stuff
PB: Christina Hendricks
Player’s Handle: Elle
In-game account: @ErisFnord
AIM Handle: MsFnord
E-mail: Eleroach13 AT gmail DOT com
