Trollslum Discussion 1: Stuck in a Black Romance

[Overcast]

And as I said before Leraje and Gorrma should be tangle buddies...wait no after seeing the full video not tangle buddies. But buds, fist bumps. But no double fist bumps until we get the other arm back.

[Amsterdam]

Name: Srynxa Soridi

Gender: Female

Age: 7 solar sweeps

Appearance: Average height, lean. Long, lithe limbs. Almond-shaped eyes with pupils that have a slight vertical enlongation. Black hair at about chin-length, very straight and sleek with bangs that hide her eyes a little. Fairly short horns that emerge from either side of the top of her head and curve slightly inward. Her teeth are standard grade pointy troll teeth with her canines being slightly longer than average. I'll adress her dress (hurr) in additional info.

Lusus: A great feathered serpent. She refers to him as Quezzle. He is quite enormous, although his size is mainly in his length and wingspan. He is covered nose to tail in long white feathers. the only exceptions being a small crest of brilliant multicolored plumes atop his head. He has two pairs of avian wings, one large set and one smaller set. He is quite hostile towards, well, everything mostly, but that doesn't stop him from being an overly doting lusus, sometimes to Srynxa's chagrin. Luckily for her, however, he is not reliant on her to be fed as some Lusii are. Their homeland is full of creatures for him to hunt and eat, and bring back well-meant, putrid leftovers for his favorite and most prized wriggler. He a very limited speaking ability, although this is mainly through mimicry.

Trollian Handle: halcyonCoils. Her typing style reflects the accent sshe picked up from her lussuss.

Blood Color: Dark, murky green.

Hive: A large, cylindrical structure built around the trunk of a great big tree smack dab in the middle of a lush tropical forest. She occupies the hive built around the trunk, while her lusus lives among the branches and foliage of the tree.

Strife Specibus: Dartkind

Fetch Modus: Srynxa is partial to the riddle modus. She loves a good riddle, and the endless stream of them that her modus generates never cease to keep her mind busy. It can be a bit of a pain if she needs something in a hurry, but that doesn't bother her so much.

Title: Priesstessss of Flesh.

Dreamself: Prospit or Derse? Whichever is lacking.

Interests: Srynxa is not at all interested in this wildly popular Flarp nonsense, preferring to spend her active time cleaning the bones of her lusus's surplus kills and reassembling them into macabre sculptures which she decorates her hive with. She is also an accomplished (or at least, she thinks so) assassin, although the only things she's ever assassinated were creatures native to her forest (which, to be fair, are pretty dangerous. But dumb.) Given her somewhat neutral place in the caste system, her views are similarly neutral. She hasn't been exposed to enough of the outside world to obtain a sense of snobbery towards trolls with blood lower than hers, or a sense of reverence for those above her. Although if blood color is something she can use as a barb against a verbal attacker, she will happily do so, simply because of her unwillingness to be bested in an arguement once she feels her limits of patience have been breached.

Additional Notes: Srynxa is, by troll standards, fairly friendly.. when it suits her. She has a coniving streak that presents itself when she feel even slightly wronged, and isn't quick to forgive when she feels her toes have been stepped on, especially when the stepper is someone she isn't already friends with.

She is fairly reclusive, most of her interactions with other trolls being made via Trollian. This is partially due to the fact that her hive is all but inaccessable to the average troll, and also partly due to the fact that her Lusus is rather aggressive to outsiders. But despite her lack of a tangible presence, she is fairly social within her group of comrades.

Despite living in a tropical climate, she constantly dresses as if the weather were that of the middle of fall. She is rarely seen without her grey jacket, and practically never without a striped scarf (matching her blood color, naturally) and a pair of mittens. This is due to the fact that, no matter the temperature, it's simply never warm enough for her and she always seems to be a little chilly. The reason for this is a mystery even to her.

Her sense of humor is relatively sarcastic and dry, and, if she is in a particularly off mood, a little mean. She gets pretty EXCITED about adventures and other such follies though.

[Aldurin]

Originally Posted by Overcast

But no double fist bumps until we get the other arm back.

And how do you plan to do that, exactly? It was ripped off by a sea monster, I doubt some MacGuyvered stitching is gonna reattach it.

The only practical choice is for you to go shopping in the robotics section.

[Dracorion]

Nah.

You could kill him and hope it wakes his dream self up.

Alternatively, make a new one out of candy or alchemize one or whatever.

[Aldurin]

Originally Posted by Dracorion

You could kill him and hope it wakes his dream self up.

But only after I rip his dreamself's arm off and installed a robo-arm.