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Basic Information

  • He drowned with tears in his eyes and poems in his hand… but rose with darkness in his veins and eternity on his lips

  • Basic Info

    • Name: Velmharion
    • Gender: Cisgender Man
    • Played by: Vozhad
    • Nicknames: The Frozen Tear/Pale Dream/Lake-Wraith
    • Relationship status: Single
    • Personality: Quiet and emotionally deep, speaks rarely but with lyrical precision
    • Mannerisms: Often touches the edge of his old, mended notebook without opening it
    • Likes: Cold rain, moonlight, rivers that freeze midstream, Clean parchment, ink, and forgotten libraries
    • Dislikes: Lies disguised as kindness, Being touched without permission, especially by the living

  • Playstyles Chart

    Always Sometimes Maybe Never
    Always
    • Adult roleplaying
    • Smut+Story
    • Fantasy/ Modern Fantasy
    • At least a proper Paragraph
    • Side characters
    • Descriptive writing
    • Don't kill my characters
    • He prefers to be both a submissive and dominant lover and he is bi
      Never
    • Underaged love-making
    • Rape
    • No One-liners

  • Description

    Velmharion is a vision of haunting beauty, a being sculpted by sorrow and remade in undeath. His figure is slender and androgynously graceful, with limbs like sculpted ivory and a delicate, swanlike neck. Every movement he makes carries an unnatural elegance ... like a drifting wisp or a marionette pulled by melancholy strings. He is pale beyond mortal pallor, with skin like candle wax tinged with glacial blue, veined faintly with icy shimmer as if his blood were frost instead of warmth.

    --- His face is heartbreak itself, soft cheekbones, full lips often parted as if whispering a forgotten poem, and haunting violet-blue eyes, always brimming with a grief he cannot escape. They reflect moonlight like a still lake, deep and unreadable, outlined by long lashes that give him an almost fragile appearance. Yet behind that fragility lies the curse of undeath, and the chill of one who has tasted betrayal, death, and transformation.

    ---His long hair, cascading past his waist, is silver-white... too lustrous to be called gray, and tinged with a whisper of cold blue like a dying winter star. It is smooth, carefully maintained, and flows around his form like snowfall when he walks. He wears it either loose or partially braided with black ribbons and bone clasps — subtle ornaments that hint at his master’s dominion and the grave’s embrace.

    --- His body is lithe and toned but not muscular, the kind of beauty born from suffering and stillness. His hips are subtly curved, waist narrow, and his posture demure... a canvas of tragic submission and silent longing. He often wears flowing, dark robes adorned with frost-like lace and sigils of undeath, or tighter garments of dark velvet that highlight his eerie allure. Across his pale chest, the imprint of the Dark-Blood Stone forms a black, claw-shaped scar around his heart, pulsing faintly with necrotic energy when he is near Vordahak.

    --- Velmharion does not walk... he glides, often silent as snowfall. Even in undeath, he retains the mournful grace of a poet who never finished his final stanza, now cursed to write verses in blood and silence.

  • Physical Stats

    • Age: Appears 24 (exactly 24 at death; ageless after resurrection)
    • Race: Revenant Ghoul (First of His Kind, born of Dark-Blood Stone)
    • Class: Ghoul-Blooded Elegist / Abyssal Disciple
    • Alignment: True Neutral (shaped by the world, now an unreadable blank slate, neither merciful nor cruel)
    • Deity: The Coffin King
    • Size: Medium
    • Bodytype: Androgynous elegance, slender, delicate limbs, elegant neck, subtle curves in hip and thigh
    • Height: 5'10" (178 cm)
    • Weight: 70 kg
    • Complexion: Ethereal and death-pale, like moonlight on snow; faint glacial-blue veins shimmer under the skin
    • Hair: Long, silky, and flowing — a shimmering silver-white tinged with the faintest glacial-blue sheen
    • Eyes: Glassy violet-blue, wide and liquid; always mournful, as though forever holding tears frozen in plac
    • Handedness: Right-handed, he writes with elegance and fights with surprising grace
    • Scars: Small wound on his chest where the Dark-Blood Stone was pressed by Vordahak