Sigil: City of Doors

Basic Information
Name: <Nelala Wailaniroelvamla>
Aliases: <Sif>
Gender: <Female>
Race: <MoonElf>
Age: <Unknown, but from appearence 134-37>
Languages: <Elven, Cant, Common, >
Accent: <As common as it gets>

Physical Information
Body build: <skinny, pettite, firm body>
Skin type: <smooth, silky and youthfull>
Hair style: <Long hair, set up in a ponytail>
Scars: <Long scar down her stomage, whiplashes down her back, scars of old burn marks on her thighs, and a few shallow ones on her lower back, but they all hidden by cloths>
Tattoos: <One on her leg>
Colouring:

[b]Hair:[/b] <Silverwhite> [b]Eyes:[/b] <Bright green> [b]Skin:[/b] <Pale pink> [/li]

Mental Information
Philosophy: <Stick with you own three rules, Rules can sometimes be bend, Can anyone really be sure? Never trust tailed creatures, He looks rich, he wouldn't mind missing a few coins, as long as it's not all of it.>
Extra <Suffers from split personalities.>
Personality:

[u]Cautious[/u] [i]Tries always to have a geta away route, with alot of corners[/i] [u]Secretive[/u] [i] Doesn't speak of herself. People could use it against her.[/i] [u]Careful[/u] [i]Always careful and even more towards strangers, because there is alot of bad people out there.[/i] [u]Coward[/u] [i]Run while there is still time for it.[/i] [u]Curious[/u] [i]Experience and knowledge leads to survival[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: <Dagger and sword>
Habbits/hobbies: <Ear-dropping>
General Health: <Perfect health in general>
Favorite Drink: <Isn't picky, but prefers non-alcoholic drinks/fluids>
Weaknesses: <Cats. Bows easy under pressure. Challenges and contests. Cookies. Another alter ego trapped in her mind. Panic's>

Comming to Sigil :
Sif was first created at age 124, when she woke up in the Mad Bleaker place with a sudden memory loss of her past. She picked the locks and fled the place when no one else was looking, and in panic she ran down in the sewers. Trying to find her place, and who she is, she seeks the streets of Sigil, just trying to survive.

Basic Information
Name: <Nelala Wailaniroelvamla>
Aliases: <Nela, but tend to announce herself as Sif to annoy her.>
Gender: <Female>
Race: <MoonElf>
Languages: <Elven, cant and Common>

Physical Information
Body build: <Skinny, pettite, firm body.>
Skin type: <Smooth, silky and youthfull>
Hair style: <Long hair, partly set up in a ponytail>
Scars: <Long scar down her stomage, whiplashes down her back, scars of old burn marks on her thighs, and a few shallow ones on her lower back.>
Tattoos: <One on her leg>
Colouring:

[b]Hair:[/b] <Silverwhite> [b]Eyes:[/b] <Darker green> [b]Skin:[/b] <Pale white> [b]characteristics:[/b] <No hood> [/li]

Mental Information
Philosophy: <How can I make his skin crawl for today? Only the strongeste will survive. Everyone is filled with meaningless actions so why not have some fun with it.>
Ekstra:<Suffers from split personalities.>
Personality:

[u]Proud[/u][i] Gets very agitated if someone talks down to her or offers help, especially if they truely think she's helpless, and does it out of goodness of their hearts[/i] [u]Spiteful[/u][i] nurses a grudge against others that might had angered her, and will say anything that increases her chances of harming them.[/i] [u]Secretive[/u][i] Who doesn't have a secret.. or twenty[/i] [u]Odd sense of humor[/u][i] Likes to entertain herself, that might seems more cruel or peculiar to others. She highlights in attempts to make people nervous.[/i] [u]Arrogant[/u] [i]Doesn't feel like she ever have done anything wrong. Feels she knows and are better than most others.[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: <A short and long-sword>
Habbits/hobbies: <Watching drama and chaos, if not trying to make it herself.>
General Health: <perfect health>
Favorite Drink: <Sweet honey tea, or white wine>
Weaknesses: <Hoods(headwear), Voldare drug, Challenges and contests. Another alter ego trapped in her mind>

Comming to Sigil:
Nelala Wailaniroelvamla grew up in the forests of the Dalelands near Myth Drannor. Together with her familiy she was loved and cared for and never really needed anything out of necessity.
Just another day in the time, she went to pick some flowers for her wedding that was supposedly should have taken place early in her age. But as she was about to pick the last one for her small bouquet, she notices some blueish color, reflicting in the petals of the flower and she looked up.
A portal has spontaneously revealed itself and stood crackling and unstable a few feet from Nelala. Instantly she turns to run as far away as possible, but her fleeing rute was interrupted when a drow blocked her. More by accident, than anything else she stumbled back and felt though the portal.
The next few days were a blur of terrified running and hiding. She had landed in a bad place and her mind was torned into pieces of horror. She starved and was on the edge of dying when suddenly a new portal reflected in her eyes. With the last strenght she rolled herself through the portal and ended up in Sigil.

Something happend in Nelala's mind. Maybe it was the pressure, the lost of hope of what she had experienced or just a complete meltdown, that made her catatonic state for a while, since after some time, her mind chose to split itself up in two, to survive mentally,
Sif and Nela.

She was placed in Mad bleakers for a time being, where she struggled with her two identities, as they were trying to battle each other over the body. She eventurally lived in a straightjaket for 20 years, when one of her identities figured out at way to surpress the other one by laying a dark symbolic veil over it. It happened first time when one of the helpers tried to calm Nelala down when she had one of her many mental outburst of random screaming, by laying a long dark cloth piece over her head.
Sif managed to take over the body for first time, and in confusement and paranoia she broke her way out of the mad Bleakel to leave, and to never see the inside again. She would take good care of them in her own way.
She lived with a constant fight in her mind because Nela has never given up in the attempts to try to break her way through and gain control.
There has been a few times she almost succseeded a few moments, having something to say or do, when Sif was feeling too weak to fight it.

Now Nela has finally taken over the body after Sif did inhabbit it for a few years. She got her chance when the veil of her prison got pulled off. Believed to a random curious act from a Rakshasa, of what was under the hood. It's Nela's plan to ruin and provoke Sif's life she had, by doing devious and annoying things, in Sifs name. Making the little unsure voice in her mind suffer equally as she had. and..
"wha' hurt's to make this meaningless plane a little more exciting." *grins*

Nela was first created and therefor has more insight and information about in their past, and feels more like the real Nelala Wailaniroelvamla, where Sif seems more ignorant and confused, not wanting to confront any of the past, good or bad.