Solaa Theremest

(this is a character profile. All of solaa's roleplays will be played out on the page @Cathedral_of_Salt )

The woman standing before you carried an immense feeling of power, dominance and majesty. She stood at a towering 7.9 feet tall, with a sort of grey and murky tone to her smooth, almost translucent skin.  Her eyes carried no hint of life, being a pale grey and lacking any iris or pupil. Any person who lacked a feeling of self preservation could easily become enthralled by her ageless and dangerous, foreign beauty.  

A strange being she was, her shoulders covered by a cape of heavy, yet flowing black material, so black ones eyes would have a hard time making out the shapes and wrinkles defined in it. From even a slight distance away, it created a tall silhouette of nothing more than a void of pure blackness. 

Her voice was soft and delicate, almost too perfect for this world. it carried slight tones of whimsy, hidden in an ethereal accent one had likely never heard in their lifetime or any of their past lives. Despite the danger that her image presented to the eye, her voice acted like a mask or a cloak, so calming it was almost impossible not to be enticed. 

This is Solaa Theremest. A goddess of old, lost to time and forgotten  scriptures, and remembered by few, yet revered by most. She was known as the trickster to her victims, and as the lover to those who did not know her, and by all as the priestess of salt. Her existence comes and goes as she is remembered and forgotten, and yet, somehow she is almost always remembered by at least one. and that one will forever be the reason her havoc continues to taint this earth.