Description
Concept: Performance Sculptor
Mask: An olive skin with that particularly Asian style of androgynous beauty that hosts a face of ideal perfection and adorable cuteness. Dresses in fancy but subdued colors which serve as a palette for her accessories. Outlandish hats and bright jackets with unique purses and divine jewelry.
Mien: Dark flames flicker over her skin. She warps and twists the light coming near her face to give different impressions from cartoonish emotions to personifying others.
Persona: Chatty and curious. She spent a long time alone having to spontaneously generate the right answer for inhuman feelings that she likes the comfort of others talking to her. Usually finds a way to dance, sing, or do something during conversations.
Attempting to meet the Freehold
"Hello?" the voice rang, tentatively. Terra looked around the alley hoping this wasn't some elaborate joke. Murphy had pointed her to this place saying there was someone who could help her here. She had assumed a business or jobfair or art gallery, but maybe she wrote the address wrong. Looking down at the directions again, she couldn't help but wonder where she was or who she was waiting for.