Pollyanna: The Eternally Young
"Hi, mister man~"
"No, Your Grace. Please. Archdeacon, acolyte; even Father Laurence. Anything but 'mister man.'"
"Okay, mister man!"
APPEARANCE
Tall, slender, and with a heart-shaped face as bright as a flower, Pollyanna was regarded as a beauty even amongst the minor divinity. Her sandy complexion complemented her striking black eyes and changing hair color. Most of the time, her hair was said to be a deep brown, but on occaision it would shift to a lighter tone. Atop her head were two great horns, much like those of the markhors found in the mountains of Chion. For whatever reason, they seemed to possess a force which drew her hair upward and apart, accentuating the "Y" shape of her silhouette.
Her most striking feature, even above her horns, eyes or halo were her numerous legs. Wiry, glossy, and utterly inhuman, they closesly resembled those of ants and not only in design. Pollyanna was known to scuttle up and across the walls, ceilings, and even people around her.
Namesake/leitmotif: "POLLYANNA (I BELIEVE IN YOU)" by Catherine Warwick
Date of Birth
January 19th
Life
1227 AD
1498 AD
271 years old
Place of Death
Lucenda: City on the High Wall
Children
Eyes
Black with W-shaped pupils
Hair
Brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Warm beige
Height
180cm/5'11
Weight
59kg/130lbs
All these sweet moments with Enri are heartbreaking. Two airheads :')
Thank you very much, Nincho. It hurts me, too.