Individual Roleplay with Lemony~

Siltafiir--Your servant

~Gender bend again~

Quote: "Death is something i'll never get to see, so i'll make use of my immortality."

Name: Siltafiir

Pronunciation: sill-tah-fur

Gender: female

Looks:

Wyvergon form:

Personality: she can be very happy one moment, then devilish the next. Being unpredictable is very common in her case.

Sexuality: bisexual

Affinities: stealing souls, people flirting with her (surprisingly), music, kinda likes dancing

Dislikes: fudge, strong smells, gummies, being spied on

Phobias: drowning or burning alive (she can't die so the pain will be continuous)

Hobbies: stealing people's souls

'Type' of person they like: those with intetesting souls (no matter the personality)

'Type' of person they dislike: people with boring souls (no matter the personality)

Drug relation: none

Alcohol relation: none

Accessories: usually wears a black ring on her hand.

Compatability with others: pretty good actually

Strengths: her dragon form is very strong, she can devour your soul, immortality

Weaknesses: can get pretty cocky at times, human form isn't very strong

Sanity: 8/10

Kinkiness: 6/10

Flirtiness: 5/10

Fun facts:
-name means "Soul Thief"

-last name is unknown

-is a Wyvergon

-gains her immortality by obsorbing souls. All the remaining years of life are added to his from the soul, and until her years run out she cannot be killed.

Scenarios:

IN THIS BIT SILTAFIIR DOES NOT HAVE HIS SWORD. INSTEAD IT TAKES THE FORM OF A RING BUT HAS ALL THE SAME COMMANDING PROPERTIES AS THE SWORD DOES.

1. One day you had stumbled upon a man who had Siltafiir as his slave. He claimed that he was looking to sell her to a new master for a high price.
You ask why so much and the man shows you his hand where he wears a black ring.
"This ring" he chuckled. "When one wears it she does whatever they tell her to do no matter the task." he glanced at Siltafiir who was glaring at him. He continued. "Whether it be for simple as cooking you food or for personal pleasure, she'll do your commands without fussing."
That factor made you very interested and you ended up purchasing her for the full price asked.
Siltafiir sighed after the payment was made and the man handed you the black ring, which you immediately slipped on to your finger.
Siltafiir turned her glare away from the man and let her icy gaze rest on you for a moment. She then swiftly turned on her old master, punching him in the face. "YOU ASSHOLE!" she screeched at him.
You...

2. Make one up!