♦ ESTELLE LaBELLE ♦

Estelle stood at a paltry five fulms flat, and with a frail, delicate frame to match her stature. Diminutive and unassuming.She was utterly petite in every sense of the word, with an elegant, slender form, carrying herself with a sense of fragility.

At first glance ...

Those with a keen eye for high fashion would easily note the Ishgardian make of the frilly frippery donned by Estelle Labelle.Expensive, lavish, and utterly gothic. The dress of nothing less than one of nobility... yet, with a keener eye, it looked as though her clothes were beginning to wear down.

An unapproachable air would hang over the witchlet at nearly all times, dissuading most from approaching.Her expression was harsh and haughty, typically in a half-scowl in social situations, with arms crossed in an unwelcoming demeanour.

The Witch of Mirrors,

Estelle Labelle

A neurotic, high strung burn-out from Saint Endalim's Scholasticate.
Once the heir of a lesser noble house of Ishgard, now scraping for scraps on the streets of Ul'dah.
A failure, in fewer words.

•Legal Name•
Estelle Labelle•Gender•
Trans Woman•Age•
Thirty One Summers•Height & Weight•
5 fulm, 6 ilms / 120 ponze•Eyes•
Dull Violet•Birthplace•
The Holy See of Ishgard•Profession•
Apprentice of Thaumaturgy

✧ INFORMATION ✧

•Skintone•
Sickly pale.•Race•
Half-Hyur, Half-Elezen•Sexuality•
Lesbian•Hair•
Snow white curls.•Physique•
Petite, frail, wispy.•Current Residence•
Arzzaneth Ossuary, Ul'dah•Patron Deity•
Halone, the Fury

✧ HOOKS ✧

► Ishgardian Faildaughter
Repudiated from her own family of noble birth, Estelle Labelle has forsaken her homeland and disavows all association with the Holy See. Her disdain for the City State runs deep, and is like to hold a grudge towards any who remain loyal.► Heretical Ties
Estelle is like a moth to a flame when it comes to the forbidden fruits of knowledge. With few scruples or standards, Estelle Labelle is willing to take any kind of shortcut she can in her pursuit of knowledge, power, and self-actualization.► Bad Luck
Like some manner of curse - or. perhaps, karma - bad luck looms over the outcast heir of House Labelle like a dark cloud, engulfing her life. It's best to stay far away, lest you're caught up in it, too.

✧ OUT OF CHARACTER ✧

► I'm a 21+ player and I'm only interested in writing with other adults.► I'm willing to write lighter and fluffier tones, as well as darker and more mature. I'm not interested in random smut, but I'm willing to write intimate scenes if they make sense!► No bigots, TERFs or creeps! If this bullet point gives you any pause at all, we really wouldn't get along, I promise.► I'm always eager to make other LGBTQ+ contacts ingame! Even if you don't roleplay, don't hesitate to send me a message!► Either whisper me in-game or DM on Twitter if you're interested in writing! I'm almost always open to making new RP contacts.

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