OCTAVIA . 30 . SHE/HER . PST
Lady Death
❛ A noblewoman who never quite fit the mold of high society. She carries herself with confidence, sarcasm, and just enough charm to get away with both. Armed with a silver tongue, sass comes as naturally to her as breathing. Beneath the silk and lace is a sharpshooter who never misses. ❜
Guidelines
rule 001. : Walk-ups & Tells
WU/T's Welcomed! (Please don't be afraid to ask for an interaction!) rule 002. : Rp Partners
Short and Long Term RP partners are accepted! rule 003. : Server
Mateus (Willing to travel around!) rule 004. : Adults Only
Player will only RP with others 21+ (That is Final.) rule 005. : IC/OOC
IC does NOT equal OOC! Please understand the difference. Player does not Equal Character.
rule 006. : Pacific Standard Time (PST)
I will not be up pasted 12am PST due to work! rule 007. : LGBTQ+ friendly zone
Any homophobia/transphobia will not be tolerated. rule 008. : Discord
I will only give my discord to those who plan to rp with me again. rule 009. : No Drama
I'm just trying to have a good time! Let's chill! rule 010. : Dark themes & Erp
I do prefer mature roleplay. I will not erp if it does not make sense.
About
name Octavia Lynnora
alias Via
age 30
pronouns She/Her.
race Elezen
sexuality Bisexual
origin Ishgard
alignment Chaotic Neutral
Personality
Raised among nobles, she understands the rules of high society perfectly well; she simply chooses when they’re worth following. Octavia carries herself with the effortless confidence of someone who knows exactly how capable she is, and she rarely lets anyone forget it. Sass is practically her second language. She has a talent for perfectly timed remarks and clever comebacks, often delivered with a sly smile that makes it hard to tell whether she’s teasing or challenging someone outright. In short, Octavia Lynnora is elegance with a smirk - charming, dangerous, and never quite as proper as a noblewoman is expected to be.
History
BIOGRAPHY Octavia was born into nobility, though little about her upbringing resembled the warmth or grace expected of a noble household. Her parents’ marriage had been arranged purely for political convenience - two houses bound together by obligation rather than affection. Their resentment for one another seeped into every corner of their home.From a young age, Octavia learned that love was conditional - if it existed at all. She was neglected more often than not, and when she was noticed, it was usually to be reminded of how poorly she compared to her younger sister. What she did discover, however, was something far less traditional: Firearms.A rifle felt natural in her hands. Where others saw a crude weapon, Octavia found precision, control, and freedom. For the first time in her life, she was good at something. Cast aside by her family’s expectations, Octavia adapted the only way she knew how - by learning to survive within the games of power around her. She sharpened her wit, her charm, and her understanding of people’s weaknesses. If others intended to use her, she would simply learn to use them first. Her flirtations and promiscuity became tools rather than indulgences, a means to gain influence, favors, and leverage in a world that had never given her anything freely.The life forced upon her brought loss she had never prepared for. Something inside Octavia finally broke.The quiet resentment she had carried for years hardened into something colder - something sharper. She would not remain trapped within it any longer. Now, with rifle in hand and little left tying her to the past, Octavia has finally left Ishgard behind. The road ahead is uncertain, but for the first time in her life, it belongs to her.And if revenge happens to lie somewhere along that path -She has always had excellent aim.
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