the doll house

name: mallick constantine

tribe/clan/lineage: namoo-jshean
age: 19 by human standards
homecoming to the earth realm: summer 2007

underworld year: 10199, in the 4th year under Emperor Melior Atrayus

race: Torshka-orveeno...the torshka’s populace numbered around 550,000 prior to the mercenary raids of 10195. after the raids their numbers were closer to around 3500.

humankind would describe a torska as having an appearance like that of a gypsy, with a few parts dark-elven, some unidentifiable race of fei or other fairy-folk with a well behaved day-walking vampire hiding just beneath the surface. they are taller than others of elven descent, but not quite the height of a human.

they call the far north-eastern edge of northern Auhm-horeen their home. nestled to the right of the mountain climbs of the khal-alude-madeena, you’ll find another set of twin mountains pushing boldly towards the skies. the two twins are called esh-nivick auh-roon…’the shadow twins’. the twins names are the parushk-oveck moutain range and the lapis-khalia mountains. a thick forest skirts their outer edges like a private ring around a dark and beautiful other-world: the forest of endoorrh. beyond the forests & betwixt the mountains one stumbles into the wondrous torshka stronghold of ohberron.

ornately constructed torshka buildings climb up to the sky, closely built about tall trees. the torshka love the idea of mixing bold architectural elements together. their buildings are commonly two to three story, neo-victorian constructs. vibrantly colored polychrome facades pepper their streets, with huge onion-shaped cupolas and minarets spiraling all around. all stucco and tiles, with little gardens in every courtyard, torshka live in a world constantly encroached by the beautiful.
honeysuckle vines bloom year round and fill even the cold air of their harsh winters with a constant and heady perfume. cherry blossom trees commonly line the cobbled streets and bloom three times a year.

the torshka world is a steam-punk world that tends to mix the seemingly magical with the various elements of their magnificent and odd technologies. one of their most celebrated art forms involves constructing moving sculptures made of intricate cogs, gears and wheels.

the torshka-orveeno people are ruled by one called the Great Matriarch and beneath the matriarch is a council of five others that represent the five clans that make up the torshka-orveeno people at large. every six months the great council adjourns to discuss political matters.

at large, the torshka-oveeno are seen as a extremely sociable & eccentric creatures, full of passion and fire. a common saying attributed to their people is, “Live life to the fullest, enjoy every moment for it could be your last.” they are known for having a keen eye for details, an insatiable curiosity and a knack for being brilliant strategists.

sometimes seen as sneaky & treacherous, the torshka are often employed as spies & assassins since they seem to have an affinity for the quiet handling of the “dirty work” often left in the wake of society’s upper echelon. due to this they are sometimes called by the derogatory term “de slitheen” which means “quietly slithering thing” . their kind are also frowned upon for their particular disregard for the taboo of incest, termed ‘esh-ond-eros’ in their common tongue. they see nothing wrong with close relations particularly between siblings. however, parent/child relationships of a sensual nature are seriously frowned upon to the point of causing banishment from the tribe and the biologically related are forbidden to produce off-spring by penalty of law. “genetic abomination”, as it is termed, is not tolerated and such creatures find themselves born to die by quick blade.

the torshka are perpetually a mix of undulating contrasts: brutal & charming, with a cunning & sharp intellect. deliciously beguiling, they are fantastically sensual creatures & hence they are notoriously promiscuous. yet it seems all things set to their hands turn to art and these intensely gifted seducers are known for having some of the most elegant and refined brothels in all the realm.

their kind are often seen as: tinkerers, inventors, weavers, master craftsman, gifted linguists known for the ability to learn a language within a day, entertainers, circus masters & stage magicians. they are also known for the high quality of their finely crafted tarot cards, general scrying instruments, crystal balls, poisons, potions, aphrodisiacs & time pieces. the torshka also excel as puppet-makers, spies, assassins, acrobats, doll & toy makers, tailors & tapestry weavers, makers of rich wine, candy & absinthe, master chemists, private tutors and professional consorts or courtesans.

sect/tribe: namoo-jshean.

family status: the namoo-jshean sect are commonly a mix of lower nobility and upper middle class. they usually choose professions such as: private tutors for the children of the high born, spies, assassins, burlesque show masters, professional consorts/courtesans, entertainers and makers of high quality crystal balls and tapestries. they’re mastery of chemistry & botany seems to give them a predisposition towards the selling of mind altering intoxicants, lethal and non-lethal poisons, potions & aphrodisiacs. they are also known for their innate affinity for all manner of magic: from complex tantric magics to simple incantations to bring better spring rains…they also produce the highest quality absinthe in the entirety of the Underworld.

the nahmoo-jshean are a proud people that love nothing more than the company of friends & the sound of music & laughter. they, of course, have their moody moments when they’d just rather be alone. but for the most part, they are social butterflies. simultaneously, they are capable of being very quiet and you can easily lose one in a crowd if they don’t wish for you to follow.

namoo-jsheen families are usually managed like tightly knit family-run businesses….since that’s commonly exactly what they are. nomadic in nature, these families include not just immediate family, but extended family consisting of any trustworthy & talented performer that wishes to join their ranks. because of this knack for making friends, the namoo-jshean are known for having extensive connections at all levels of underworld society.

spending most of their time in caravans traveling the realm, you’ll often find them performing for packed houses as burlesque troupes with a bit of freak show brilliance peppered throughout their shows. magicians dazzle the crowds between burlesque acts; consorts and cortessans move with them, selling various services, intoxicants, potions, absinthe & elaborate torshka tapestries. often in their mists you’ll also find for hire a spy & an assassin. their customs dictate that a family be managed by a man and a woman (not necessarily man & wife), voted into position by the members of the entire family. at this time, the namoo-jshean tribe is ruled by a young aunt and uncle to agneshka and mallick.

mallick constantine is a young man of careful refinement and vicious genius. much like his sister agneshka, he showed a startling intelligence at a very young age and hence was schooled by the best private tutors his people had to offer. there’s not a subject mallick can not master given enough time & he is a natural autodidact, enjoying the satisfaction of being self-taught in number of subjects. well versed in arcane & sensual arts he also excels in alchemy/chemistry, linguistics, mathematics, philosophy, psychology and the political science and history of the realm at large. he is a player of instruments and finds great enjoyment in both the cello and the violin.

mallick sees himself as child born of sweetest shadows and leans toward the darkness when it comes to his magical skills, just like his sister. he also revels in the vampire nature of his people, taking great pride in both the fascination and the fear it often inspires in others. often, he takes great pains to explain & dispel common ignorant misconceptions people often have regarding those of vampire descent.

he is highly skilled in a fantastic array of magic traditions, but finds himself particularly drawn to the alchemical and tantric magics. he is also a deliberate and cunning seducer of women and seldom finds himself lonely thanks to his considerable skill in the later subject.

mallick loves to use his intellect to cut into those he considers ignorant or ill-informed. he refuses to suffer fools and cares not if some consider him abrasive or callous for this. prickly though he may be sometimes, he is also intensely charming and knows how to use that to his advantage. he tries his best to avoid seeming overly cocky or brutish, for he sees such actions as absolutely unbecoming of a proper gentleman.

mallick has a tendency to enjoy watching others squirm and is a master of manipulation, whether it be in the bedroom or just during general conversation. he finds it far too easy to find that which makes a person tick and has a tremendous talent for mesmerizing those that do not have the strength of will to resist his charms. he also shows a great aptitude for showmanship, due to his training as stage master for the family burlesque troupe.

prior to the mercenary raids mallick was under the careful tuteledge of both his great uncle morichai and the clan master of assassins, fade rouwen. these, by far, were the happiest days of his life. he spent his early mornings training with deadly weapons and his afternoons learning telekinesis, mesmerization/hypnosis, normal and abnormal psychology of the mind, teleportation, telepathy and a variety of destruction magics.

during his three year stay at the academy, mallick was perceived as a dark & mysterious figure by classmates & faculty alike. seen as a sensual and dangerous creature of keen intellect, many would comment that he had an almost frightening grace and charisma.

he, like agneshka, was terribly upset at being sent from their homeland by his aunt ophilia. he immediately found the curriculum & faculty of the renowned academy d’ magicka to be lackluster at best and far from mentally stimulating. he made almost no effort to pass his courses the first year, seeing them as childish and insulting to his intelligence. however, after a particularly scathing insult from the academy’s head mistress (she implied that he was a “pretty moron with a bag of cheap parlor tricks, having as much charm as could be expected from a well trained whore”) he made it a point to excel in every subject just to spite her…to spite her more he did so while barely paying any attention at all. as a matter of fact, he never once opened a single textbook issued to him during his entire three year stay.

mallick’s basic character profile:

mallick is a suave, eccentric and charming….and a rebel thanks to his years spent ‘in the pretty cage’ as he likes to refer to the academy. he has an almost insatiable appetite for pleasure and strives to live life to the fullest. mallick prides himself on his sincerity, yet there are times when he prefers to hide his true feelings.

since the mercenary raids, mallick finds it hard to trust others. he too is touched by the “unhinging”, but finds the facets of his mental instability to be both fascinating and intriguing. his people have a belief that the unhinging opens one’s mind to things unseen by those fettered with the ever obscuring veil of sanity. and he has come to know this as truth for he finds himself able to pass into an entirely different state of oracular trance than he could previous to his mental affliction. this state, which his people term ‘esh-belude’, allows him the gift of true site. with true site one can peer into a persons eyes and see the true self that they hide inside, the “inhibited one” as it is called. by being able to see this secret part of a subject, an oracle is able to read a subject’s close future with pinpoint accuracy. other perks of true site include the ability to decipher lies from truth, the ability to convey & receive clear thoughts to or from a subject simply by touch, the ability to ‘dream walk’ –as the phrase implies– to literally walk into the dreams of another, as well as the ability to view the past experiences/ memories of a subject through psychic linking.

a darker angle of this site is mallick’s ability to tease out a subjects inhibited self. a high arcane art known as ‘ouwd meardan’, this act of pulling one’s inhibited self to the surface to allow it to breath, is a power he adores exercising…but only on a choice few and only for the right price, for the trance of the ouwd meardan is known to be one of the most highly intoxicating and emotional experiences one can have. it is considered to be almost narcotic in its effects, for some that experience it can become fixated. and mallick so loves to encourage fixations in others. he feels that the only way for one to truly know one self is to indulge in one’s true nature at least every once in while…to completely deny one’s true self is a recipe for disaster….and if you happen to need a little help indulging he’s more than happy to oblige you if he finds you worthy and if your purse can handle the price tag of an enlightenment unencumbered by the usual tethers of what is considered sacred and profane.

to his surprise there were quite a few that could pay his price and he made quite a profit for a series of months. so much profit that at some point the head mistress called mallick into her parlor to discuss the unique skills and the “services” he offered. two young witches eavesdropping in the hallway heard her call him ‘the devil’, insinuate that he had driven a particularly well-to-do client of his to stark raving madness. she then advised him to cease his “infernal business venture”. she stated that her school was no place for his perverse guru-shaman routine and she wouldn’t have him defiling the young ladies under her care with his debauched black magics. she further went on to state that a warlock of his caliber shouldn’t waste his time with such warped psycho babble parlor tricks. he laughed quietly and then simply rose up, said not a word and left the room.

from then on his nickname at the academy was ‘the devil’…and the devil decided to be much more discreet with both his services offered and the clients he offered them to.

his unhinging also takes other forms. from obsessive compulsions, a fear of germs to his need for symmetry in almost all aspects of his life, the mercenary raids have left him forever marked. mallick has seen the face of atrocity, and unlike his sister, he remembers all aspects of the battles in which he fought and he also remembers the faces of every mercenary he had to kill with perfect clarity.

mallick’s closest companion is his twin sister agneshka, with whom he shares almost everything. he currently finds his mind distracted by fairuzza, who was at one time his highest paying client. seldom does he find himself infatuated, but he took a certain pleasure in servicing her particular needs.

mallick constantine arrived to the house of viollet just as summer began to wake in the earth year twenty ought seven. in the house of viollet, mallick hopes to find a permanent home. but not just any home but a home ripe with a coiling throng of beautiful misfits. each one accepted without judgment, talented in his or her own way…each one contributing their unique piece to the helix of viollet. mallick knows that vast knowledge is held within such a collective and how his heart longs to be a string on that instrument…an integral cog inside her great and secret machine.

produced by: soom
type: gem
release name: namu / cream white
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measurements:
height: 23.5″

name: tangee miette
tribe/clan/lineage: the blythe
age: 20 by human standards
homecoming to the earth realm: fall of 2003

Full and detailed profile is coming soon!

name: matildah loordess
tribe/clan/lineage: the cue

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name: gneshka Anh-joolee
tribe/clan/lineage: Namoo-jshean
age: 19 by human standards
homecoming to the earth realm: summer 2007
underworld year: 10199, in the 4th year under Emperor Melior Atrayus


race: Torshka-orveeno…the torshka’s populace numbered around 550,000 prior to the mercenary raids of 10195. after the raids their numbers were closer to around 3500.

humankind would describe a torshka as having an appearance like that of a gypsy, with a few parts dark-elven, some unidentifiable race of fei or other fairy-folk with a well behaved day-walking vampire hiding just beneath the surface. they are taller than others of elven descent, but not quite the height of a human.

they call the far north-eastern edge of northern auhm-horeen their home. nestled to the right of the mountain climbs of the khal-alude-madeena, you’ll find another set of twin mountains pushing boldly towards the skies. the two twins are called esh-nivick auh-roon…’the shadow twins’. the twins names are the parushk-oveck moutain range and the vairoo-khalia mountains. a thick forest skirts their outer edges like a private ring around a dark and beautiful other-world: the forest of endoorrh. beyond the forests & betwixt the mountains one stumbles into the wondrous torshka stronghold of ohberron.

ornately constructed torshka buildings climb up to the sky, closely built about tall trees. the torshka love the idea of mixing bold architectural elements together. their buildings are commonly two to three story, neo-victorian constructs. vibrantly colored polychrome facades pepper their streets, with huge onion-shaped cupolas and minarets spiraling all around. all stucco and tiles, with little gardens in every courtyard, torshka live in a world constantly encroached by the beautiful.
honeysuckle vines bloom year round and fill even the cold air of their harsh winters with a constant and heady perfume. cherry blossom trees commonly line the cobbled streets and bloom three times a year.

the torshka world is a steam-punk world that tends to mix the seemingly magical with the various elements of their magnificent and odd technologies. one of their most celebrated art forms involves constructing moving sculptures made of intricate cogs, gears and wheels.

the torshka-orveeno people are ruled by one called the Great Matriarch and beneath the matriarch is a council of five others that represent the five clans that make up the torshka-orveeno people at large. every six months the great council adjourns to discuss political matters.

at large, the torshka-oveeno are seen as a extremely sociable creatures, full of passion and fire. a common saying attributed to their people is, “Live life to the fullest, enjoy every moment for it could be your last.” they are known for having a keen eye for details, an insatiable curiosity and a knack for being brilliant strategists.
sometimes seen as sneaky & treacherous, they are often employed as spies & assassins. due to this they are sometimes called by the derogatory term “slitheen” which means “quietly slithering thing” . their kind are also frowned upon for their particular disregard for the taboo of incest, termed ‘esh-ond-eros’ in their common tongue. they see nothing wrong with close relations particularly between siblings. however, parent/child relationships of a sensual nature are seriously frowned upon and biological siblings are forbidden to produce off-spring by penalty of law. “genetic abomination”, as it is termed, is not tolerated and such creatures find themselves born to die by quick blade.

the torshka are perpetually a mix of undulating contrasts: brutal & charming, with a cunning & sharp intellect. deliciously beguiling, they are fantastically sensual creatures & hence they are notoriously promiscuous. yet it seems all things set to their hands turn to art and these intensely gifted seducers are known for having some of the most elegant and refined brothels in all the realm.

their kind are often seen as: tinkerers, inventors, weavers, master craftsman, gifted linguists known for the ability to learn a language within a day, entertainers, circus masters & stage magicians. they are also known for the high quality of their finely crafted tarot cards, general scrying instruments, crystal balls, poisons, potions, aphrodisiacs & time pieces. the torshka also excel as puppet-makers, spies, assassins, acrobats, doll & toy makers, tailors & tapestry weavers, makers of rich wine, candy & absinthe, master chemists, private tutors and professional consorts or courtesans.

sect/tribe: namoo-jshean.

family status: the namoo-jshean sect are commonly a mix of lower nobility and upper middle class. they usually choose professions such as: private tutors for the children of the high born, spies, assassins, burlesque show masters, professional consorts/courtesans, entertainers and makers of high quality crystal balls and tapestries. they’re mastery of chemistry seems to give them a predisposition towards the selling of mind altering intoxicants, lethal and non-lethal poisons, potions & aphrodisiacs. they are also known for their innate affinity for all manner of magic: from complex tantric magics to simple incantations to bring better spring rains…they also produce the highest quality absinthe in the entirety of the Underworld.

the nahmoo-jshean are a proud people that love nothing more than the company of friends & the sound of music & laughter. they, of course, have their moody moments when they’d just rather be alone. but for the most part, they are social butterflies. simultaneously, they are capable of being very quiet and you can easily lose one in a crowd if they don’t wish for you to follow.

namoo-jsheen families are usually run like tightly knit family-run businesses….since that’s commonly exactly what they are. nomadic in nature, these families include not just immediate family, but extended family consisting of any trustworthy & talented performer that wishes to join their ranks. because of this knack for making friends, the namoo-jshean are known for having extensive connections at all levels of underworld society.

spending most of their time in caravans traveling the realm, you’ll often find them performing for packed houses as burlesque troupes with a bit of freak show brilliance peppered throughout their shows. magicians dazzle the crowds between burlesque acts; consorts and cortessans move with them, selling various services, drugs, potions, absinthe & elaborate torshka tapestries. often in their mists you’ll also find for hire a spy & an assassin. their customs dictate that a family be managed by a man and a woman (not necessarily man & wife), voted into position by the members of the entire family. at this time, the namoo-jshean tribe is ruled by a young aunt and uncle to agneshka and mallick.

agneshka is a young woman of many dark charms and talents. she showed a striking intellect at a young age and her parents —being high ranking council members— spared no expense and wasted no time when it came to her schooling. trained in a multitude of high arts, she was tutored by the best instructors in all of ohberron. her studies spanned all aspects of arcane & sensual arts: alchemy/chemistry, linguistics, mathematics, philosophy, psychology and the political science and history of the realm at large.

agneshka leans more to the darkness and hence excels in dark magics most of all. she is also a gifted reader of tarot and scrying mirror. she’s an accomplished alchemist, capable of making a wide array of poisons and potions, but prefers to push her chemical talents to the cultivating of various intoxicants. she is fluent in 16 languages & schooled in the ways of diplomacy and political intrigue. eight months prior to the mercenary raids she was being trained by the clan master of assassins and hence, is skilled in the use of a wide array of deadly weapons. also trained in the ways of studying the minute, she can read & accurately interpret even the smallest changes in a subjects demeanor & body language. this makes it nearly impossible for others to lie to her… something her twin brother mallick has come to playfully abhor.

some would call agneshka wild, lusty or bawdy, for she has no qualms swearing like a sailor to get her point across. at the same time she can move back into a role of prim and proper lady at the drop of a dime if she so chooses. she’s as comfortable at a cock fight as she is at a formal dinner party. her poise, strong will and sharp intellect commonly cause others to be intimidated by her and she revels in this. her knack for showing an almost masculine self-confidence can be off-putting to some and a heady turn-on to others. she carries a bold sexuality about her, thanks to her years spent traveling with the family burlesque troupe and has an almost complete lack of shame or shyness. her kind are known for their ability to seduce and beguile and take great pride in the liberal nature of their sexuality and how this effects others.

prior to the mercenary raids ashneshka was training with her great-uncle morichai, learning the fine arts of telepathy and telekinesis. life was comfortable and all was well. and then the raids happened and her life was turned upside down. after the raids, she and mallick were tasked with burying most of their family line. soon after the unpleasant experience, their young aunt and her consort, not willing to undertake caring for agneshka and mallick for their own reasons, did that which comes easily to those that do not wish to care for their young charges: they sent them away to boarding school. specifically one of the most prestigious boarding schools for the study of the magical arts: the academy d’ magicka.

during her three year stay at the academy, agneshka was perceived as standoffish & aloof. she was not the least bit happy to be sent away from her beloved homeland to the academy since she considered her private tutoring amongst her own people to be above and beyond anything the so called prestigious academy had to offer. and with good reason. upon attending her classes she soon realized she was far beyond the rudimentary elements being taught and had no problems informing her instructors of this fact during lectures. she felt not one instructor in the entirety of the academy appreciated her skill and hence, not one of them was fit to instruct her. this attitude did not help her win friends amongst the faculty. yet despite her attitude towards them and their childish curriculum, she managed to pass all her classes with honors.

agneshka quickly cultivated a ’shadowy’ reputation at the academy when it became apparent to the faculty that she and her brother mallick had a rather “close” relationship. some considered it a little too close and the two came to enjoy shaking up the entire school with random fits of unruly behavior. they made it a point to hold hands and exchange lingering kisses whenever possible, falling apart with laughter when the ‘norms’ would gasp in shock.

magnificently promiscuous, agneshka and mallick soon discovered that their bad reputation seemed to do wonders for their love lives. despite the upturned noses of the academy’s most elite cliques during the daylight hours, they quickly found ironic humor in the knowledge that members of those same cliques seemed to be terribly fond of requesting their unique line of services under the cover of night.

agneshka’s basic character profile:
agneshka loves and craves excitement, stimulation and knowledge. she is highly creative & active, but is also periodically prone to fits of depression where she wants nothing more than to be quiet & alone. her vices & fixations are numbered and varied and she finds it healthy to indulge in all of them with dignified moderation…though some habits prove harder to moderate than others. every now and then she likes to do something dangerous and craves the unexpected. in this quest she’s gone so far as to commission her twin mallick to the task of slipping mysterious drugs into her drinks from time to time without warning, for she sees it as the kindest and sweetest of gifts that one should be carefully drugged by one who loves them.

a bit of the “unhinging” has kissed her from the time of the mercenary raids and she has a comforting host of obsessive compulsions that make everything just fine when they’re called to action. her memory of the ‘trouble times’ is pocked with vast holes and every once in a while she is plagued by terrible and disturbing dreams. every now and then she tries to force herself to remember, but only bits and pieces come to surface…and those bits usually leave her shaking and nauseous…for somewhere in the blank void of her memories is the knowledge that she had been forced to kill. forced many times, yet all for not when it came to saving her close family. mallick tells her a tale of “the quiet”. the quiet that followed the madness of the raids. he tells of finding her curled up in the white snow covered in a fine mist of blood that was not her own. in one hand she held her fathers long blade and in the other hand she held the head of a reptilian mercenary.

ageshka’s closest companion is her twin mallick and their complex relationship never fails to make observers ask questions. her other close friend is matildha, with whom she often finds a kind shoulder to cry on and a refreshingly genuine sense of understanding. then there’s fairuzza, for whom agneshka finds a strange mix of feelings….most of which are feelings of attraction with only a light sprinkling of fear…and that’s only with regard to the odd hold fairuzza seems to have over her brother, mallick constantine.

agneshka anh-zjoolee, arrived to the house of viollet in the early waking months of summer in the earth year twenty ought seven. in the house of viollet agneshka hopes to further her arcane knowledge and to settle into a home where she is truly wanted and accepted without condition. she craves a life free from the regimentation of the academy & free from the judgmental hypocrisy and ignorance she seems to be constantly bombarded with since the mercenary raids all but destroyed her life.


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type: gem
release name: gena “smoky day”
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measurements:
height: 23″

name: eden verbeenah
race: jendie-kiya-esh
tribe/clan/lineage: emerchelle
age: 20 by human standards
homecoming: december 2003


Full and detailed profile is coming soon!


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type: super dollfie 13
release name: nono/pureskin

name: willow
race: the nix
tribe/clan/lineage: niyeshaireen
age: 19 by human standards
homecoming to the earth realm: spring of 2005
underworld year: 10197
in the 2nd year under Emperor Melior Atrayus

race: the nix…
the nix are a race of strange convergences. a genetic cocktail of off-world fei and human, they believe that a race must constantly strive to evolve. in a bold move to push their evolution along faster, they decided to mix their inborn magical abilities with cybernetic technology. their understanding of complex mathematics, anatomy, ancient magical traditions and advanced nano-technology give them a startling range of abilities.

the nix dwell in the far northern islands of keye-ahlesh, otherwise known as the twilight isles. these three beautiful islands sit but a few thousand miles from the northern pole and are constantly dusted with winter snow. also called the lands of perpetual winter, the islands are covered in thick forests, shear beach cliffs and surrounded by crystal clear waters. active volcanic mountains also pepper the islands and hence they’re dotted with a great number of hot springs and black sand beaches.

those who travel to the islands via airship are known to comment that they are laid out like three perfect jewels: the largest island at the center is kiya-thex and it is flanked by the two smaller islands una-pree-veighta & vex dahlia. the nix capital city of verbeena umbra sits atop the tallest mountain on kiya thex and rises up into the very clouds via countless spires. from a distance the city looks like a series of giant stone stalks topped by three wide open lotus flower blossoms.

marble exteriors, giant circular windows, and round rooms filled with richly crafted furniture…soft rugs carpet the floors and large fireplaces seem to always hold a fresh fire…this gives you just a taste of the world of nix. despite a few items that one would think to associate with old world charm, the nix prefer mixing sleek, modern, minimalist design elements with more natural materials. their surroundings reflect this through their heavy use of smooth dark stones like granite and obsidian, along with glass and beautiful dark woods pulled from their native forests

the nix realm pivots upon an axis of technology and machines, with the strange fact being that their technology and machines are powered by their magic. they find no conflict in this because they view the mechanical as being but an extension of nature, a refinement and molding of nature to be precise. for them, the leap to unifying their technology and their magic—and then marrying aspects of their technology into their very bodies– was just a natural progression.

they also have an amazing grasp of business and commerce, so much so that they were actually co-founders of the underworld’s infamous “goblin market” two hundred and thirteen years ago. this venture has brought their people quite a bit of wealth and notoriety, since the architecture of the market and it’s construction itself are still considered marvels of supernatural science, inter-dimensional physics and technology. the goblin market exists within an inter-dimensional bubble of sorts and though one can look at a map of the underworld and see it situated at a certain place, other creatures in other dimensions can also spot it on a map of their own world so that they too may find their way to the mecca of underworld trade and commerce to buy, sell or trade goods and information.

their love for all things magical, mechanical and economic has not diminished their friendly disposition though. they are a fairly sociable race with a knack for being infectiously curious about all things. they love sharing their knowledge with others and delight when given the opportunity to have others share their knowledge with them. the libraries of their capital city are legendary and quite the tourist attraction. the nix are the makers of a huge variety of computers and machines fit for doing all manner of tasks, from the constructing of buildings to aiding in delicate surgeries. the nix are also known for creating extremely realistic automatons. made to order, these creatures, known as “Das Tahlia”, have such remarkable artificial intelligence that one can sometimes find it hard to even tell that they are not flesh and blood at all. anatomically correct in all ways, das tahlia’s are commonly employed as multi-purpose companions.

prior to the mercenary raids, the nix populace hovered around 300,000. After the raids their numbers were brought down to approximately 2500.

the structure of their government revolves around a council of thirteen appointed elders who meet about six times a year to make decisions on behalf of the entire triptych of islands. the thirteen are a mix of men and women from each tribe and they are voted into their positions via election every two years.

their kind are commonly seen as: inventors, surgeons, bio-mechanical engineers, general mechanics, architectural designers, tacticians, techno-mages, sculptors, linguists/interpreters, scholars, professors…

sect/tribe: niyeshaireen

family status: the niyeshaireen are commonly a mix of middle, lower nobility and upper and middle classes. they commonly take careers as: bio-mechanical engineers, scientists, surgeons, interpreters, techno-mages, psy-optic therapists (what a human might call a psychiatrist with telepathic abilities), architects of large scale building projects and as skilled das tahlia engineers. the niyeshaireen are also known to be the master morticians of the underworld.

their sect, rulers of the beautiful island of vex dahlia, were the first to invent embalming methods and they quickly turned caring for the dead & shuffling them to the afterlife into a high art. their almost endless knowledge of the burial practices & rituals of hundreds of tribes coupled with their skilled handling & execution of ceremony make their services quite sought after. their spiraling necropolis Krishva-Kye, is home to the the realms most beautifully constructed mausoleums, tombs and burial forests. many a pilgrimage is made to this city of the dead and their kind are even willing to travel abroad to oversee and direct the burials of those that may afford such service. the niyeshaireen were also one of the main tribes in charge of all the detailed engineering aspects in the construction of the goblin market. they have the honor of being the “keyholder” tribe, for held deep within a vault in their capital city are the very nano-tech blue prints for the skeletal frame onto which the goblin market is constructed. it is said that the children of the tribe master the programming of simple nano bot constructs by the age of three and at the age of four they are made to recite the individual names of every nano-bot piece that makes up the skeletal schematics for the great goblin market as a test to gauge their mental fortitude. the schematic is made up of over 30 billion such nano-bot constructs.

niyeshaireen are a friendly people, but one must work to gain their trust and respect. they are sociable and well-spoken, yet when asked they’ll commonly tell you they prefer solitude and quiet meditation. they strive to constantly learn and hence they must pull time from their busy schedules so that they may meditate and contemplate all that they have taken in over the course of a day. they are also gifted telepaths with considerable telekinetic skills.

niyeshaireen families are polygamist. however, in their culture the tables are turned a bit: instead of the usual scenario of a husband surrounded by wives, the doors swing both ways with the situation more commonly being one wife with two husbands. custom dictates that the tribe be managed by two that are appointed via popular vote of the entire clan. at this time, the niyashaireen tribe is managed by willow’s elder cousin jhonen and a trusted off-worlder by the name of seyghin.

willow’s great-great grandmother –tura tamaran–was head mage of engineering in the constructing of the goblin market and her great-great grandfather lexander was the spear head in developing the sect’s ‘death guild’ to standardize the practices, not to mention unify & legitimize, the morticians of vex dahlia. tura also took a second husband of high standing by the name of morgan who was heir to a fortune culled from the spice and spell component trade. great great grandfather morgan had also invented a number of popular magical/informational storage tools. for these reasons, willow grew up in a world of rather understated opulence and comfort. but her parents did not want to raise up a spoiled brat of a child, for despite their considerable rank in their society they did not isolate themselves or hold themselves in higher regard than any other family in their tribe. their home was comfortable, yet modest and even their style of dressing was no different than that of any other member of their tribe.

willow was educated by her parents, both geniuses in their own right. she’d also taken specific courses with special tutors, who were usually specialists, expert in a particular subject or group of subjects. her mother –named elorwynd–was a sought after death mage and willow would often accompany her on official business. her father, noeven , worked as a das tahlia engineer. her mother, against tradition, decided to wait on taking a second husband, however she did keep a young lover by the name of danis.

on a business trip to the house of a dying sage named floria the all seeing, elorwynd was asked to perform the death rite of “irrist-al-veltorum”. with this rite the one dying is requesting to have their soul pushed into a specific realm for rebirth. floria chose the rite of the dreaming so she would be sent into the realm of lord morpheus, the dream lord. as elorwynd began to perform the last rites she slipped into a deep trance. willow then drew closer to the side of the bed to get a closer look at what was about to unfold. the old woman noticed willow and found her so beautiful that she decided to give her a gift. she reached out her hand and touched willow’s cheek. “I give you everything I know, little one, for if I knew at your age the things I know now after all these four hundreds years I would have done things much differently in my life.” by the time that willow’s mother realized what was happening it was too late. floria’s thumb pressed into the middle of willow’s forehead and with that she imparted all her knowledge into willow and then passed into the arms of her next life smiling. willow was ten years old at the time. the force of so much knowledge hit her consciousness like a hammer. she fell to the floor screaming and twitching, her eyes temporarily blind…..but her mind afire with knowledge…and then it was afire with the madness that comes from knowing far too much far too soon. the child’s head burned with a delirious fever for seven days and nights, in which time she writhed and twitched while encased in a strange coma. when she finally work her eyes were no longer blind, but to her parents dismay, she also seemed to be a completely different person…it was as if she had been reborn, but with the mind of a woman trapped in the body of a child.

from the magical arts to advanced mathematics and science, willow is well-versed, highly intelligent, logical & extremely calculated in her thinking and in her actions.
some who know her describe her as an icing of sweetness and charm covering a cake of meticulous and giggling delirious insanity. there’s more knowledge baked into it than is healthy and a ribbon of genius is tied right tight ’round it.

the mercenary raids didn’t help matters and willow was actually taken captive for a time. strange men with faces like that of lizards took her from her bed in the dead of night, shackled her with special chains that suppressed magic and then blind folded and gagged her just to be on the safe side. ironically, she was eventually sold at the goblin market to a tall, handsome vampire she came to know as master niveck.

it turned out that niveck was a close friend of willow’s cousin jhonen and it was actually jhonen’s instruction that lead niveck to acquire and keep willow safe at his remote mountain stronghold. over six and half feet tall, niveck was slim as a reed and had a pale face that one could only describe as beautiful…a beauty so distractingly perfect and almost feminine he would sometimes find that even other men seemed compelled to stare at him. his eyes were a startling shade of amber beset like strange and hypnotic jewels within his head, framed by long black lashes they seemed to not so much to look at you but to stare into you. long black hair reached down his back in gentle waves and a smell akin to rich incense and spices seemed to constantly waft from his being.

upon her arrival, he lead her to the chamber that would be hers & then told her to sit down at the foot of the bed. he could see she was still quite shaken and upset, still filthy from days spent within the confines of a cage, but he wanted to waste no time…pacing in front of the large fireplace, he told her what had happened on the night that she was taken captive… he explained that hordes of foreign mercenaries now raided the lands and that most of her tribe had been slain in the ensuing battles, including her mother and father, and that she was to stay with him but for a short time while things calmed down since battles still raged across the realm.

she turned her face from him and tried her best not to cry but tears quickly filled her eyes & streamed down her face. within but a few seconds she found her composure lost and her body shook with furious sobbing. for five minutes she sobbed and then, in the blink of an eye, she forced her self to stop. but she soon found that her sorrow turned itself into screaming. at the top of her lungs she wailed with hopes the very fates would hear her and cringe. franticly, as if possessed of it’s own volition, her hand flew to her mouth to cover it, but this lead only to more tears, for it was as if her sadness demanded an outlet.

all the while niveck calmly stood and allowed her to vent her despair. when finally she seemed to calm herself to quiet sobs, he found himself a spot kneeling on the floor by the bedside. he then leaned in close to her and took her face in one hand. kissing the salt tears from her cheeks he softly spoke, “i know of your unhinging little snowflake… and I know what floria the all seeing imparted onto you…memories of many wars and terrible things…i’d think you’d have no tears left to cry at all….yet here you sit and cry these sweet fine tears.”

he then looked into her eyes and spoke sternly, “no more crying. this world is pain and the best thing for you to do is to anticipate & accept the fact that there will be times when you’ll feel this world is ripping out your heart. accept this and things won’t be so bad.”

the bright fire of his eyes was hypnotizing her, calming her mind and halting her tears. she felt her body slowly relaxing. “i know…what you’re doing… to me,” she whispered softly. niveck laughed at the subtle sound of defiance he heard in those words and then pulled her into his arms, “oh you do, do you? is there something wrong with me comforting you, willow-dove?….i mean, its the least you can allow me considering. or am i just supposed to let you sit here crying and do nothing….feel nothing?”

suddenly, he was carefully placing her on the bed, maneuvering pillows to better suit her and pulling back sheets. with little effort he ripped the soiled and tattered gown from her body, then he seemed to produce a warm wash cloth from thin air and proceeded to wash all the goblin market grime from her skin and hair. the pleasant smell of lavender soap filled the air around her, soothing & quieting her further.
she was so exhausted and relaxed by this point that she could barely keep her eyes open. so tired she was that she cared not to feel shame for her nudity and could do little more than lie still & quiet.

she heard the sound of a cloth being rung out into a bucket of water over and over again….then felt the softness of a clean silk gown against her skin and the bristles of a brush moved through her hair. she heard the sound of tea pot whistling to her side and then that of liquid pouring into a vessel.

within minutes niveck was helping her sit up and a warm cup of sweet black tea was pressed to her lips. she tentatively took a sip and it was as if all her tension and fear melted away. she took the cup into her hands and this time took a considerable gulp, as it seemed the most delicious tea she had ever tasted.

her eyes darted up to look at niveck, who now took a seat across from her.”you see,” niveck began, his voice seeming so close to her ear despite the distance between them, “i know pain all too well and you’ll quickly learn as I did that it’s all a matter of degree, context and frame of mind.” “so this will all get…. easier one day?” she managed to whisper, sitting her tea cup on the beside table. “yes,” he replied,”you are now also learning how the ability to endure pain can make you stronger. stranger still, you’ll even come to a point where you’ll begin to realize that some kinds of pain can even be enjoyable.” “i find that hard to believe,” willow spoke, eyes half closed. he leaned forward, gingerly kissed her lips, and whispered low, “you’ll believe soon enough, for i am about to show you one such pain.” his lips moved to kiss her neck, “for your stay within the comfort of my home is not without some cost.” with those words said he bit into her supple neck and introduced her to that most intoxicating of pains….the vampire’s kiss.

for one year willow resided with niveck as the mercenary wars raged across the lands. in that time he taught her shadow magics and other forms of black magic particular to his tribe, the namoo jshean. though he did feel strongly for willow, niveck knew that she was not to stay with him forever and hence he refrained from giving into the temptation to take her….to usher her into womanhood and make her his bound concubine. and what temptation it was, for she seemed only to grow more beautiful over the course of her stay with him.

but niveck had read his tarot cards many times and they surely foretold of her inevitable departure. and it was at the end of that year that willow eventually received her invitation to join the house of viollet.

specifications
doll produced by: serendipity doll/ dollmore dolls
release name: nightmare sharmin
face up:noh joung-eui

measurements:
height: 16″

name: fairuzza iphigeania
race: khal-alude-madeenah
tribe/clan/lineage: miryu
age: 18 by human standards
homecoming: 2007
underworld year: 10199, in the 4th year under Emperor Melior Atrayus

race: the Khal-Alude-Madeenah. a populace count that was once around 250,000 was decimated to about 600 after The Great Nercenary Raids.

human kind would see them as some kind of off-shoot of half-elves, fei, and/or nymph species, for they are bit shorter than humans, having some inherently elven features…yet taller than elves by just an inch or two.

their kind dwell in the treacherous northern mountain climbs of upper Auhm-horeen. their main stronghold blooms up from the valley between the verush-alaya mountains on the right and the pashah-orveshkoo mountains on the left. not only do they hold claim to the fertile land of the valley but they’ve also managed to carve themselves right into the living mountain sides that flank them. their exquisitely intricate architecture pushes up through the stones and , as is common, lush forests encircle both mountain ranges in a ten mile ring of greenery composed primarily of towering redwoods and oaks. the ring is known as the varookha-ash-al-aahlehn and it is as dangerous as it is beautiful. many manner of both pixie-kind and monstrosity dwell behind its green tendrils. the natives even claim that it is actually a living thing that is indebted to them and hence has laid her entire body around them as protector.

their populace is ruled by an elected triumvirate modeled on the structure of their families & village-keeps: consisting of two matriarch witches and one warlock. every member of their society meets on the full moon of every month to discuss and vote on various topics. at large, they are perceived as a secretive and manipulative race of proud and haughty intellectuals. yet as haughty as they may be, this is a race that has outlawed the keeping of slaves or indentured servants. they live in large family groups that even periodically allow non-family–even non Khal-Alude– to join village-keeps in the event that they have something to offer the keep in the way of intellect, expertise and services. the logic is that with a village keep of more than 25-30 souls, who needs servants. two common sayings of their race: no man is too good to clean his own house and no man is so lowly that a flicker of passion & initiative doesn’t dwell somewhere within him. they are a race known for their unmatched skills as architects, witch doctors, sculptors, professional oracles, jewelers, taylors and political advisors.

sect/tribe: miryu

family status: the miryu sect is of middle to lower nobility, usually serving as trusted advisors/oracles/soothsayers to the wealthy and powerful of the Underworld: always assisting those in seats of power, never directly pursuing power themselves. and they prefer it this way: for they believe that one can get far more things accomplished when all eyes are directed at convenient distractions.

miryu families are tight-knit, each one developing their own family dialects and secret tongues. their customs are those of high-class intellectuals that have somehow managed to also retain a very real hold on their spirituality. they are as comfortable at a chess game as they are at a spring solstice ritual. what is left of fairuzza’s family is presided over by two rather young and powerful witches and one warlock (all of whom are her elder cousins). the miryu sect is sought after the world over for their powers of divination and also for their telekinetic & pyrokinetic talents.

fairuzza’s outer veneer: is a deceptive portrait of innocence and sweet youth. she appears as a young woman-child, whose age one can’t quite seem to guess. yet one knows by observing her that she must be older than some of her features bely. She has the face of girl on the cusp of teenage years, yet her body is that of a woman in both movement and measurement. she is beautiful, beguiling and periodically wise. her charm is only matched by a certain streak of selfishness that runs along the length of her actions. she knows her knowledge and beauty give her power and she loves nothing more than to exercise that power from time to time. she is gifted with considerable oracular powers and skilled in a wide variety of magics. She is able to set herself into deep trance in order to see aspects of possible futures. her magical skills also dip into the tantric, for her kind are supposedly descendant from creatures legend calls succubus or nymph. the females of her race are well known for a specific defense mechanism that leads the victim into a hypnotic state of hyper sexual arousal. this spell is called the Elorum Veil and is produced by a specific pheromone the miryu can release at will, causing all those within a four to five foot radius to become so aroused they lose the ability to concentrate on the simplest of tasks and even become highly suggestible.

prior to the slaughter of most of her family line, she lived a life of relative ease. already well educated and highly skilled, she was as a much sought-after priestess in the high mountains of her homeland. after the mercenary raids, it was decided by her elders that she should complete the last of her magical schooling at the prestigious academy d’ magica. her mother, father and sisters were all dead… 80% of her entire world was dead and terribly bloody memories seemed to pool around every corner. fairuzza was reluctant to leave her home for only a short time and then quickly packed all she had left.

during her three year stay at the academy d’ magicka she was well liked by most, but also considered a beautiful keeper of secrets. it was whispered that witnessing the slaughter of her immediate family lead her into a bit of ‘The Unhinging’. this catch all term is used to describe the post traumatic stress disorder that affects an unknown number of survivors of the mercenary raids. the disorder causes moments of insanity, delusion, violent outbursts, depression, deviant and abnormal behavior & psychosis.

when fairuzza first arrived to the academy she had a particular confrontation with a new arrival that left her to walk alone for weeks. the girl that vexed fairuzza was from the outer worlds of koreeno (which were un-effected by the raids) & she drew particular fun from constantly asking fairuzza why she hadn’t seen the raids coming. “if your kind are so skilled as oracles i just don’t understand why you didn’t see it coming.” Fairuzza would explain over and over that it had been as if a thick fog covered the third eye of an entire universe for weeks prior. and this was so: oracles round the realms saw absolutely nothing coming. not a tarot card fortold it, not rune or bones or trance. all things seen at the time were covered in a sort of gauze, through which even vague assumptions couldn’t be made. that should have been everyone’s sign that something full-scale terrible was on the horizon, but it seemed as if the whole world just shrugged off the sneaking suspicion crawling up the collective’s leg. but elissa would not let up. the final straw was snapped in two when elissa laughed in fairuzz’s face & called her tribe a clan of petty charllet0ns that got what they deserved. she then made things worse by daring to poke fairuzza’s shoulder with one long finger to punctuate her disdain. the air went very still as fairuzza but lifted her eyes and blinked one time. elissa’s arm burst into hot blue flames. flames so hot that no magic could extinguish them completely for thirty minutes. fairuzza sat laughing in the head mistress’ office, the head mistress yelling at her the whole time. when fairuzza abruptly stopped her laughing, elissa’s arm ceased to be aflame.

elissa’s arm survived, but the fingers of her right hand were burned down to the bones. even after the finest witch doctors repaired her hand, elissa complained that her arm still felt as if it were on fire from time to time.

fairuzza is a character of multiple facets. despite her grace and she’s beholden to a fetish or two…and has a few dark habits that push up from beneath her surface every now and then. at this point, her fancy is tickled by the sinister luster of a young warlock named mallick constantine. over her he holds strange power, for there’s something he can offer her that she simply can not resist…and she finds it an interesting test of character to attempt to resist that which she craves. she is also close to his sister, the bewitching and beautifully exotic agneshka.

fairuzza iphigeania, of the miryu, arrived to the house of madame viollet in the early months of earth-year twenty ought seven. in the house of viollet, fairuzza hopes to find a number of things. viollet’s skills in the high arts of witchcraft are well known across many realms and fairuzza longs to be a student at her side. she also hopes to find acceptance and freedom…freedom from the memories that haunted her in the realm of her birth and freedom to just ‘be’….and , of course, she is also looking for a new and permanent place to call home. she doesn’t often admit it but she misses the close knit family she once had and finds herself longing for the sweet warmth a family weaves about itself.

produced by: soul doll
type: soul kid
release name: miryu

measurements
height: 17″