Ludmilla Ghane

[Ludmilla.]

"I was born in a big grey cloud screaming out a love song

All the broken chords and unnamed cries

What a place to come from."

[Ludmilla.]

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Hydrogen in our veins, it cannot hold itself, our blood is boiling

And the pressure in our bodies that echoes up above it is exploding

And our particles that burn it all because they aim for each other

And although we stick together it seems that we are stranging one another

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NAME: Ludmilla Ghane
ALIAS: ''Mila'', Mal
D.O.B: Late October
HEIGHT: 5'8
WEIGHT: 120-ish
ROMANCE: -- uninterested entirely.
OCCUPATION: Involved fluidly in both the politics of the supernatural world as well as the human world. Because of her alliance with Cassus tends to take to managing good relations between supernatural creatures. A ambassador of sorts.
APPEARANCE: Darker complexion. Very angled face with a sharp blocky nose, bowl cut bangs with a head of dark brown hair that touches shoulders, Almond shaped blue-gray eyes. Small full lips. . Never shows her teeth when she smiles. Athletic body type with long legs and a full bust. A older version of Austria
PERSONALITY: INTJ typology. A clever, shrewd, controlling, and superficial woman. There is not much that lays entirely and completely out of her reach and influence besides blatantly obvious creatures one-up her near five-hundred years. She gives off the arrogance that comes with being there and seeing that although there's not enough time in the world to tell you what that is. A business woman who seems to entirely lack any personality what-so-ever. The same kind of heeled pencil skirted woman you see a thousand times over in time's square but looks can be deceiving and stereotypes can be shallow. Beneath her professional exterior there is a ... even more frightening woman who is not beneath black market deals to get what she wants.

There is never a ''no'' to people like her; and there was never a truer statement.

Sometimes prideful to the point of stupidity. She's as much of a woman of dignity as her savage only living cousin -- she does not know the difference between being truly offended or simply just hurt. There is a holier-than-thou quiet objection to being wrong. A dysfunctional way of showing emotional turmoil or penitence. And a violent and uncharacteristic lashing out when rejected.

She is not a control freak as much as always seeming to have the means of handling a situation. The first and loudest one to respond always. A quick-lash instinct of living in the court of a swindling demon and before that surviving on a high-classed estate with several older predecessors. Mila has a selfish and materialistic need to surround herself with blatant point fingers to her success in life. Serving a clear warning as much as bringing her comfort. She lives the finer lifestyle and has no problem entirely flaunting that in the less fortunate's face. Like any lawyer she has a considerable chunk missing in her where her ''conscious'' should be. Practiced and scripted responses that border-line classify her as ''sociopathic'' probably with the more psychopathic tendencies.

Snooty with a upturned nose and general dislike for the public or riff raft. Has the uncanny ability to smile someone but at the same time frown at them. Often passive aggressively insulting someone or flat out degrading them. Judgmental to the point of close-mindedness. If you do not impress her almost immediately she will mark you not of worth and you've lost your chance to dig deeper into her being. Dangerous and sneaky, she's trustworthy but just hardly. Only binded by her words and then just thinly. If there is a loophole that needs to be exploited she will easily do so.

But those who get under and close to her -- she can be defined just as innocently as determined, loyal, anti-social, afraid of failure or embarrassment, and ingenious when she wants to be. Admirable in her ability to not cave under pressure and functionally juggle both the supernatural world, and mortal world without crossing lanes.

BONUS: Wing tattoo at her shoulders that comes to life and expands in her other form, not gay ok, hates children, favorite thing in the world is probably tea
THEME: Shake it off, Rule the world,

[Ludmilla.]

TYPE: Cursed in the early 1500's
SPECIES: A Chimaera often mistaken as a Sphinx.
APPEARANCE: The long lithe body of a feline with the shimmering wings of a blackbird and head of a human. A thick and dark mane of fur and ungraceful, alien, hands of a cat-woman. A long and curved tail.
ABILITIES: Super senses, super strength, cat-like reflexes, flight, impervious to most magic.
WEAKNESSES: Mortal fatalities.
TEMPERAMENT: A berserker. Dangerous and uncontrollable. Violent and volatile. Terrifyingly intelligent and vindictive. The kind of monster that taunts and plays with her food. Seemingly a entire different person from her human form.
HOW TO SUMMON: Naturally, there is a strong spell in place keeping Ludmilla from entirely succumbing to the more grisly side to her immortality. That of which come in the form of human sacrifices often directly devoured by the host. Virgin's blood, first born's heart, a ''pure'' soul. Ritualistic murders propped as offerings tend to the trick more temporary than the former. ''Summoning'' the ''sphinx'' is as dangerous and often unsuccessful as summoning anything.
THEME: moving mountains

[Ludmilla.]

Born in late October of 1573, (a byproduct of a unlikely romance between a invading soldier and commoner), the early life of Ludmilla was more or less spent sheltered by a paranoid mother and never present looking father. Though the romance between her mother, Mireia and her father, Esmund had been short - it endured. Esmund (after his short serve to his nation) was a wealthy prestigious man. Despite his forbidden romance with Mireia he was married and not willing to admit his infidelity to his second wife Ellyn. Thus his daughter, being of mixed blood,out of wedlock, and  mixed heritage could not risk exposure . Though regardless Ludmilla was raised with as much money as Esmund could sneak away out of the grasp of his wife and her hungry family; and well cared for.



 Around 1578 Mireia came down with illness. Due to poor resources and a pride she died before the child had grown to her fifth year. And Esmund, would not leave his child in the dark too long after. In and out of family homes and shelters - fighting with other boys and girls she barely remembers - it was not until her sixth birthday she received notice from her father she was to move with him to a small rural town near England. Her passage to (town: unknown) had been arranged.



The trip was long and perilous. But else wise not memorable or noteworthy. Upon her arrival Ludmilla was escorted privately to her father's estate. There, she met her older half siblings, all spoiled rotten boys. Each with a more mischievous spirit than the other. Edmund the eldest by nearly ten years, Elias by seven, and finally Johnathan by three. Edmund disliked her immediately. Bitter towards her for Esmund's abandonment of his wife and his mother, Ellyn. Elias was indifferent to her. A boy who loved much more to read than any of the fine adventures and responsibilities Edmund took on at his age. Finally, Johnathan was among her favorite. Till this day she is fondly reminiscent of the adventures they went on; and there were many.

Though her half blood brought upon much ridicule and tease, for the time, she was happy. However, happiness was fleeting at best. It wasnt until she reached the age ten that her father's bankruptcy and loss in standing became painfully apparent and began to lay limits on their resources.


Despite her father's declining wealth, Mal refuses to wed. Those who are willing to court her are driven away by her stubbornness and crass. By the time she is thirteen there are those far and between who'd seek her hand and her father has de-evolved into a paranoid sneaky man. He remains a stranger, his own son's having to make a appointment to meet. It weighs heavily on the family. Edmund marries and leaves, Elias hides away often than not, and Johnathan runs from the city. Driven away by expectation. Times are rough. Food is less plentiful, servants are fired or abandon the estate entirely. During her father's drop of sanity Mila takes matters into her own hands. Her and Elias run what they can. Storing what little money left into healthy investments behind their fathers back .A sudden change in tactics brings back a growing wealth. 


During those times Mal exhibits a strong talent for audience targeting, spin, shrewdness, and cunning. She handles much of the talking and handling under covers while Elias handles the money and organization. They are a effective duo, despite their general indifference towards one another. And they both manage to steer the family fortune back into good graces. Their almost entirely unaware of their involvement.

WIP

[Ludmilla.]

wip.

[Ludmilla.]

-- Cassus for character
-- Kaili for helping with text
-- Lyrics/artwork to respective owners
-- holy shit it's 6am