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"Does everyone here have a mask?"

"Of course! How do you know if you're happy or sad without a mask? Or angry? Or ready for dessert?"

 

 

Name: Alethia "Lethe" Avielle

 

Gender: Female. Usually.

 

Race: Human. She's totally not a changeling. No, really. We're serious.

 

Age: 25

 

World: Eberron

 

Appearance: Lethe is of average height and weight. She has a heart-shaped face, freckles, longish red hair (or is it dark? And short?) and blue-green eyes (or are they black?). Her mouth is crooked and she has dimples when she smiles - which is all the time.

 

Equipment: Lethe wears a rather ostentatious red overcoat. There's very occasionally a (prop) rapier at her left hip and a (prop) swashbuckler's parrying dagger at her right, but she always carries a fiddle. To top it off she wears a wide-brimmed hat with an utterly obnoxious red feather. Unlike the coat, rapier, and fiddle, the hat looks almost brand new.

 

Do not challenge the hat.

 

Occupation: Actress and all-around entertainer. Currently on leave from her job at the Chimera Theatre Troupe (Messers. Ikol, Isnana & Tes), Mercury Theater, Lower Menthis, Sharn. ("The best actors in the Lowers, either for tragedy, comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, historical pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-comical-historical-pastoral...")

 

Playlist:

 

 

1. Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out

 

http://youtu.be/WbN0nX61rIs

 

2.Marillon Cotillard (Nine OST) - Take It All

3. Abney Park - The Wrong Side

4. Heather Dale - Medusa

5. Amanda Palmer - Runs In The Family

6. Flogging Molly - Devil's Dance Floor

7. Scissor Sisters - Intermission

8. Franz Ferdinand - Ulysses

9. My Chemical Romance - The Sharpest Lies

10. The Phantom of the Opera (OCR) - Masquerade

11. Hair (NBCR) - I Got Life

12. Black Swan (OST) - A Swan Song (for Nina)

13. Storm Large - Call Me Crazy

14. Storm Large - Inside, Outside (Reprise)

15. Moulin Rogue (OST) - The Show Must Go ON

 

For fiddle:

 

1. Randal Bayes -

2. Dermot Daly -

 

 

Select Lyrics:

 

 

1. And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back

Given half the chance, would I take any of it back?

It's a fine romance, but it's left me so undone

It's always darkest before the dawn.

 

2. You want the movement too

See what the hips can do

Come watch the slinky girl

See how the pasties twirl

To make your bells all right

Fulfilling everything

You ever wanted...!

So go ahead - take it all.

You want my soul - take it all.

It's time to leave, and time to live,

Because I have no more,

There's nothing left to give.

I watch you rise, I watch you fall

Now I am standing with my back against the wall

Now it's your turn to finally learn -

You had the world, you had your fling

You wanted more than everything

You got your wish, you got your prize

Now take it right between your thighs

You grabbed for everything, my friend,

But don't you see that in the end

There will be nothing! Left! Of! Me!

 

3. I see things the darker kids see,

Though you wouldn't believe that it's happened to me

 

This our time, the night's our day,

We'll dance this fading life away

 

4. Mother would tell me that I was a pretty girl

Then she would cry all night

Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel

When they suggest that I should try to look like them

As if God loved the pretty ones best

Damn 'em all, I create my own perfection

Damn 'em all, in the face of their rejection

 

5. Well me well I'm well

Well I mean I'm in hell

Well I still have my health, at least that's what they tell me

If wellness is this what in hell's name is sickness?

 

Mary have mercy now look what I've done

But don't blame me because I can't help where I come from

And running is something that we've always done

Well but mostly I can't even tell what I'm running from

Run from their pity from responsibility

Run from the country and run from the city

I can run from the law, I can run from myself,

I can run from my life, I can run into debt

I can run from it all, I can run 'till I'm gone

I can run from the office and run from the cause

I can run using every last ounce of energy

I cannot, I cannot, I cannot run from my family

 

6. Pressed against her face, I could feel her insecurity

Mother'd been a drunk and her father was obscurity

Nothing ever came from a life that was a simple one

Pull yourself together, girl, and have a little fun!

Well she took me by the hand, I could see she was a pretty one

Her legs ran all the way up to Heaven and past Avalon

"Tell me something, girl, what it is you have in store?"

She said "come with me now, on the devil's dance floor!"

 

7. You were going on at half-past seven

Now it's going on a quarter to nine

All the angels want to know,

Are you lost are treading water?

And you're going on your fifteenth bender

And you've only got a matter of time...

 

8. Oh, then suddenly you know

You're never going home

 

9. Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own

If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes?

'Cause I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose

If it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just asking to leave

 

10. Masquerade! Paper faces on parade! Masquerade!

Hide your face so the world will never find you

Masquerade! Every face a different shade! Masquerade!

Look around, there's another mask behind you

 

Masquerade! Seething shadows, breathing lies! Masquerade!

You can fool any friend who ever knew you

Masquerade! Leering satyrs, peering eyes! Masquerade!

Run and hide, but the face will still pursue you

 

11. I got my hair I got my head I got my brains I got my ears I got my eyes I got my nose I got my mouth I got my teeth I got my tongue I got my chin I got my neck I got my tits I got my heart I got my soul I got my back I got my ass I got my arms I got my hands I got my fingers I got my legs I got my feet I got my toes I got my liver I got my blood I got my guts (got my guts!) I got my muscles (got my muscles!) I got life! Life! Life! Life! Life!

 

12. [instrumental]

 

13. Call me crazy, 'cause I am

And alive, and alive

That's the way I turn a nosedive into flight

Call me later just to see

That I got home alive

That I am alright

I'm just kidding - you know me,

I'll be fine

It's just this crazy, helps me to see death as funny,

Makes me feel rich without money...

 

14. Inside, outside, all around

We hide in plain sight, head down

I thought I would die

In a blaze of electric sparks, onstage

Turns out

I die all the time

Then I get up

And I try like hell to shine

And all I want to be

Is right now in the next me

And I thank God

For all the insanity

And oh, I'm not a shining star

But I have come this far

Being that girl who's dying

To go on giving you all of me

Sloppy and crazy

Tripping and falling and flying

 

15. Inside my heart is breaking

My makeup may be flaking

But my smile still stays on

The show must go on

 

 

Tropes:

 

 

All Part Of The Show – Her all-changeling troupe abuses this mercilessly. They think it’s hilarious.

 

Beauty Equals Goodness – She’s understandably unimpressed by anyone with this viewpoint.

 

Genre Savvy – Lethe fancies herself as this; she likes to think of life as one big unfinished play that’s very confused about genre and who the hell the protagonist is.

 

The Glorious War Of Sisterly Rivalry – With Solana. Lethe usually wins.

 

Lady In Red – She favors a red overcoat for the Awesome factor. Often color-coordinates.

 

My Girl Is A Slut – She’s not as bad as some changelings, so she doesn’t see what the problem is.

 

Nice Hat – Do not challenge it.

 

Power Perversion Potential – One that she gleefully abuses. On the more mundane side, being able to change her waist size means that she’s never uncomfortable in a corset.

 

Shapeshifters Do It For A Change –Dovetails nicely with Bi The Way.

 

Stepford Smiler – Lethe is always cheerful and flippant. Always. She seems fairly unconcerned with the fact that this could be a serious problem.

 

Technical Pacifist – Killing people is a no-no. Knocking them out, stealing their clothes and wallet, and stashing them in a closet? Not so much.

 

Uncanny Valley - Her natural skin sits firmly in here. This partially explains why she doesn’t like it very much. Temvi thinks otherwise.

 

Voluntary Shapeshifting – You’ve got this far. Do you really need it spelled out for you?

 

 

 

Casting: Robyn Kemp

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited by Morrigain

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Guest q21

Morrigain, the best way to imagine Eberron is to treat it as the modern day world... but with everything running on magic instead of science.

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*whaps q over the head with the campaign guide* Shush you. I've got the tone, I think. It's the vast amount of political and historical information that I'm working on. *goes back to reading*

 

Oh, and no guns. I don't know if they're there, I don't care if you say they are, you're not putting guns in my fantasy world. End of story. *nods firmly* :tongue:

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Oh, and by the way, Lethe was (really obviously) inspired by V (for Vendetta), Melisandre of Asshai, and this drawing. :laughing2dw:

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Guest q21

...but Moriva already has a gun...

 

And I don't remember Eberron having any guns... Just explosive crossbow bolts and magic wands and whatnot instead.

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this drawing. :laughing2dw:

 

:afrightned: Oh dear God. I love it.

 

...but Moriva already has a gun...

 

That is because he is Moriva. He breaks the rules with sheer force of evil charisma.

 

And nudity.

 

Yum.

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Explosive crossbow bolts? *looks around hopefully* ^^

 

Yes, with the Eberron rules you can basically build a DnD character that equals Fiddler. Or Hedge... though Hedge's tendency to blow everyone up isn't considered a good quality in DnD parties... Hedge being the only character to have successfully blown himself to smithereens twice.

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So I have a friend who doodled this up in photoshop, and then I saw it and got hit with an Idea Bulb so she let me steal it for my nefarious purposes and further photoshop the ever-loving crap out of it. Tehe.

 

 

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Guest theinfamouskat

EPIC HAT. *fights with Ama* MINE.

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Guest q21

ooc - wait... Morrigain's sitting on the sidelines... that means the bow is out of the picture...

 

 

*steals hat*

 

*maniacal laughter*

 

*flees*

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*stands up*

 

TWANG

 

*sits back down*

 

Hey, I was getting arrows in the colored part fo the target from fifty, sixty, seventy paces back yesterday. Don't push it. :tongue:

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Guest theinfamouskat

Morrigain is scary-awesome.

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Because you're a thief!

 

And also, I am seriously disappointed in the use of bows in DAO. They kind...well...they kinda seem to suck. Certainly unless you're getting heavily into the archery skill tree. :sad:

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Do they suck more or less than the bows in Morrowind do? (Multiple years with that game and I have NEVER hit anything with a bow and arrow.)

 

 

Also - MY HAT. I stole it first.

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You hit things, they just don't do a lot of damage.

 

I can have three Darkspawn archers hitting one of my party, and they basically don't notice. You do miss occasionally, but even so...it's just a whole lot more damage to run in close and smack 'em with a sword. :tongue: (Or, you know, blast them with magic!)

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Guest q21
Also - MY HAT. I stole it first.

 

... ok

 

 

 

*picks Ama up with the hat*

 

 

*flees*

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Guest q21

lol - portable Ama is portable.

 

You weigh, what was it you said, 100 -110 lbs. Yeah, I could pick you up and run. I could pick you up and run fast.

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