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daydream hour: [name] [lastname], the beautiful serpent
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ft. laios touden, marcille donato, chilchuck tims
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—disclaimer: the sketch is not canon! it is my own personal depiction of [name]. you can imagine her to look any way you want, so please don't think she has to look like this in the story if you have your own version of [name]! but if you also want to view her this way, you're free to do so! i love giving readers freedom to imagine their own y/n :)

—p.s, there are a few specific things i will state which are her human(elf) height, her lamia form's height, and the appearance of her scales! the rest, you can freely imagine yourself!
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profile: ★

[name] [lastname] •

age: ??? •

race: elf

birthplace: central north continent

family: mother

human height: 160 cm/5'3 ft •

lamia height: 20 ft/ 609 cm

likes: crystals

dislikes: lambs, any type of worm. (sorry my worm lovers)

fun facts: 🐍

—while pointy ears are considered attractive in elf culture, [name] doesn't like her ears. she often wears hats that cover them because of the hostility she faces from strangers.

—her mouth can open wide and when i say wide, she can swallow a big boulder.

—she used a dagger to cut her hair. she got scolded by marcille for it.

—her scales are a pinkish, pearl color.

—her eyes are dull, which fits well with her permanent deadpan. chilchuck describes it as the "tired father expression" which was hypocritical since he has the same natural expression. in serpent form, her eyes stays the same. the only difference is, it glows in the dark, a tactic she uses to intimidate her prey/enemy.

—the author has bad hand writing, sorry if you can't read the ancient language in the sketch 😞

★ what are [name]'s thoughts about herself? ★

✰—about name:

"hm? my name? frankly, i do not know. my mother never cared to explain the meaning behind it. typical of mother."

✰—marcille thinks she has a beautiful name, and created her own version of its meaning—✰

✰—about age:

"hey [name], how old are you exactly? don't elves live really long?"

laios asked as he placed his beer mug down, turning to the girl who was being spoonfed by a very fussy marcille.

"i do not know."

[name] answered, accepting the spoon of mashed potato from her fellow elf.

"what? not at all? do you not celebrate birthdays and stuff? count how old you are?"

chilchuck asked, exasperated.

"no. i do not celebrate my date of birth."

"t' be honest, the way she speaks makes me believe she's a thousand years old."

namari joked, snickering. there was an awkward silence from [name], and namari sweatdropped.

"...you can't be a thousand years old, right?"

"no."

"what was that silence for, then?"

"nothing."

✰—[name] ended up putting everyone to sleep for a few seconds with her potion, successfully escaping the awkward confrontation.—✰

✰—about race:

"they didn't like me at first."

[name] didn't quite fit in with the touden party, similar to how they were cautious of marcille, with laios and falin as exceptions.

she was an elf, after all. and apparently, elves are bad news to the party due to some histories they would rather not talk about— especially female elves.

well, she's an elf. and she's female. sooo...

"what are you doing, [name]?"

falin asked the girl who was putting on ear mufflers, despite the humid temperature.

"perhaps if i hide the fact that i am an elf, they will be less hostile."

"ah! no, you don't have to do that [name]... i promise you, they'll warm up to you after you meet them!"

"but i got one for marcille too..."

✰—they ended up liking her. while still cautious, [name] somehow charmed the touden party. maybe even charmed them way too much...—✰

✰—about birthplace:

"i loathe it. we do not talk about it, understand?"

✰—it's a very sensitive topic for [name]. she would avoid talking about it as if it's the plague.—☆

✰—about family:

"mother said i do not have a father. she said that he chose to be a coward and ran away from his responsibilities permanently. i wonder, does that mean he killed himself? frankly, i do not care."

✰—her mother would give her the stern glare, and that is enough to make [name] stop asking about her father.—✰

✰—about human height:

"tsk, just because you're taller doesn't mean you can treat me like a kid. i'm older than you."

"hmmm..."

[name] stared down at chilchuck with a look of contemplation, before picking him up like a cat.

"put me down, woman!! i swear i am going to—"

"enough talk, you are going to the cauldron."

[name] likes picking up chilchuck and watching him rage. she thinks that people smaller than her is adorable.

"you're so small. i wonder how short an elf can get?"

laios placed his hand on top of [name]'s head, patting her.

"unhand me, laios touden."

[name] says sternly, but her actions contradicted her words as she leans against his touch.

"mhm, sure..."

[name] is wary of taller people. what do you need all that height for? obviously to stomp her, so she doesn't trust anyone that is above her height.

✰—height is a topic that bothers her. she doesn't trust anyone who has a bigger build, simply because of the fact that bigger and taller people can easily hurt her, and have been manhandled many times before. but be gentle with her, and you'll slowly gain her trust.—✰

✰—about lamia height/size:

short [name], [name] hates. >:(

big and tall and mighty [name], [name] like. :D

now that [name] is bigger than anyone, she doesn't need to be scared of being hurt because she can fight back now! yay!

"okay, steady now..."

laios balanced himself as he stood on [name]'s palms, the girl holding him up in eye to eye level with her.

"alright, now open wide [name]!"

now listen, there's really no point on being weirded out with laios' strange requests, because whatever people say, he's gonna live his precious monster dreams.

"hmm, so you DO have fangs on the roof of your mouth and underneath your tongue. interesting... pretty obvious that you have venom, so no need to test that out... alright, time to harvest some venom!"

laios raised a jar to one of her fangs, opting to puncture through it so he can harvest the venom, only to be blasted away from marcille's spell.

"what do you think you're doing?!?"

[name] is large, and she enjoys having people wrapped around her tail. er... not in a "haha i'm gonna snap your bones and kill you" way.

similar to how she likes to sit on her eggs like a mother hen to warm them, she likes to share her warmth with her friends. her favourite is marcille, she gets a special spot tucked under one of her wings while the boys are wrapped around her tail like little chocolate chips buried in a cinnamon roll.

✰—[name] lifts chilchuck a lot as a human. much to chilchuck's horror, she can do it very easily now. [name] holds everyone except marcille like how a toddler would hold a toy. pretty clumsily, but she's trying her best.—✰

✰— about likes:

"i like crystals."

"wait... isn't this about food and stuff? you eat rocks...?"

"that is incorrect. crystals are not rocks. they are a different type of mineral that stands on their own. if anything, they are a type of glass that is strengthened by—"

"[name], that's not the point... you eat crystals???"

"..."

✰—[name] likes crystals because there are many variations of it that are used in alchemy to make different potions. oh? you're asking if she really eats them? no comment.—✰

✰—about dislikes:

"kill them. kill them all."

✰—do not ever show [name] a lamb. not even the meat of it. same thing with a worm of ANY sorts, unless you want to be poisoned in your sleep.—✰

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[name] is waking up... come back for more information on the next daydream hour, folks! ☁️🌜
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