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* '''Human''' Tall and leggy, this Czech beauty has filled out slightly since her days as a Prima Ballerina with the Bolshoi, but she still carries herself with supple grace. Famed as a dancer, she is also known since an early retirement to have married a recently–deceased Russian multi–millionaire and spent considerable time and money establishing her charitable foundation devoted to the preservation of endangered species of Great Cat. Evidently wealthy and still young enough to indulge her love of primarily Italian fashion, Astrid remains a highly desirable catch, and is not above dangling herself now and then in search of a new dalliance.
 
* '''Zaltu—Low–Torment''' With supple, feline strength and grace, a third again the height of a man, her soft pelt of luxuriant black fur contrasting with her luminous, seemingly glowing quicksilver gaze, burning in the dark, lending her an unearthly, feral yet regal presence. Her voice is a husky, honeyed purr, unless she howls, in which case her cry chills the blood for miles around.
 
* '''Zaltu—Low–Torment''' With supple, feline strength and grace, a third again the height of a man, her soft pelt of luxuriant black fur contrasting with her luminous, seemingly glowing quicksilver gaze, burning in the dark, lending her an unearthly, feral yet regal presence. Her voice is a husky, honeyed purr, unless she howls, in which case her cry chills the blood for miles around.
 
* '''Zaltu—High Torment''' Fallen from grace, Zyalieh is terrifying to behold, a creature of spiteful malice given the form of an unrelenting, stalking hunter. Lean, even emaciated–seeming, as though diseased, further evinced by the flecks of foam which drool from her gaping jaws, exaggeratedly filled with cruel, curving fangs. Her black pelt is matted and bloody, whether hers or that of her prey not immediately clear. Perhaps most dreadfully, a second pair of arms sprout just below the others, each of her four hands tipped with serrated claws.  
 
* '''Zaltu—High Torment''' Fallen from grace, Zyalieh is terrifying to behold, a creature of spiteful malice given the form of an unrelenting, stalking hunter. Lean, even emaciated–seeming, as though diseased, further evinced by the flecks of foam which drool from her gaping jaws, exaggeratedly filled with cruel, curving fangs. Her black pelt is matted and bloody, whether hers or that of her prey not immediately clear. Perhaps most dreadfully, a second pair of arms sprout just below the others, each of her four hands tipped with serrated claws.  

Revision as of 02:43, 25 October 2012


I don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.

~ Anton Chekhov

Astrid Weir

  • Human Tall and leggy, this Czech beauty has filled out slightly since her days as a Prima Ballerina with the Bolshoi, but she still carries herself with supple grace. Famed as a dancer, she is also known since an early retirement to have married a recently–deceased Russian multi–millionaire and spent considerable time and money establishing her charitable foundation devoted to the preservation of endangered species of Great Cat. Evidently wealthy and still young enough to indulge her love of primarily Italian fashion, Astrid remains a highly desirable catch, and is not above dangling herself now and then in search of a new dalliance.
  • Zaltu—Low–Torment With supple, feline strength and grace, a third again the height of a man, her soft pelt of luxuriant black fur contrasting with her luminous, seemingly glowing quicksilver gaze, burning in the dark, lending her an unearthly, feral yet regal presence. Her voice is a husky, honeyed purr, unless she howls, in which case her cry chills the blood for miles around.
  • Zaltu—High Torment Fallen from grace, Zyalieh is terrifying to behold, a creature of spiteful malice given the form of an unrelenting, stalking hunter. Lean, even emaciated–seeming, as though diseased, further evinced by the flecks of foam which drool from her gaping jaws, exaggeratedly filled with cruel, curving fangs. Her black pelt is matted and bloody, whether hers or that of her prey not immediately clear. Perhaps most dreadfully, a second pair of arms sprout just below the others, each of her four hands tipped with serrated claws.

Conversation Starters

  • Foreign Relations ---
  • Menagerie ---
  • Black Swan? ---

History

  • Beauty and Style ---
  • Prima Ballerina ---
  • Wealthy Widow ---

Material Girl

  • Mission Arms Apartments While in California, Astrid keeps a penthouse, in the Mission Plaza Tower. Living alone, except for occasional companions, and the visits of various domestics, the decor is distinctly feminine, somewhat modern, and shows both an eye for design and an appreciation of the subtle blending of complementary colours, textures and styles.
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  • Aston Martin Her vehicle of choice is a 2013 Aston Martin DB9 which, like its owner, is clasically beautiful, elegant, poised and high-spirited, while admittedly short on practicality and expensive to maintain.

Gallery

  • Astrid is a lovely woman, still in the prime of life at twenty–seven. While she is no longer in the spotlight as either a dancer or the wife of a charismatic foreign millionaire, she still draws the camera's lens and, in turn, is drawn to it. Moth to a flame, don't you know.

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Alias AsW more to come just setting up the template right now.
Date of Birth: October 1, 1985
Apparent Age: Mid–Late Twenties
Demeanor: Bon Vivant
Marital Status: Widowed
Nationality: Czech–Russian

Celestial Name: Zyalieh
House: Rabisu—Devourer
Faith: ●●●●○○○○○○
Torment: ●●●●○○○○○○
Fame: Ballerina ●

Charisma: ●●○○○
Manipulation: ●●○○○
Appearance: ●●●●○

Pretty Pictures

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Soundtrack

Sisters of Mercy — Marian

I hear you calling Marian
Can you hear me calling you to?
Save me, save me, save me from the grave
Marian