Through The Looking Glass Of Lia Sali

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Basic Information
Name: Lia Sali
Aliases: Lia
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Age: 135 years old
Profession: Sent from the Forests to gain knowledge of the ways of men and the worlds
Languages: Elven, Common, Sylvan
Accent: Has a delicate accent that is slightly sounding French (whatever that means...;)

Physical Information
Height: 5 foot
Weight: 100 pounds
Body build: Toned with sculpted defined muscles
Skin type: Smooth and creamy looking, rich warm color, like honey
Hair style: Long Buttery-Blonde Hair held back with a single forest-green clasp
Scars: None
Tattoos: None
Colouring:

[b]Hair:[/b] Buttery-Blonde, feels like spun silk to the touch [b]Eyes:[/b] Warm-toned honey-brown eyes [b]Skin:[/b] Warm and creamy with tan overtones, wrapped in the faint scent of peaches [/li]

Mental Information
Alignment: Neutral Good
Philosophy: "If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"
Deity/Beliefs: You will have to get to know her ;)
Personality:

[u]Cautious[/u] [i]Views everything with open eyes and really sharp Rapiers[/i] [u]Secretive[/u] [i]Loves to hide and giggles a lot when she knows something unique[/i] [u]Careful[/u] [i]Never leaves the city unprepared for battle[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: Wears light armor in shades of pastel, with slightly open sides ;)
Jewelry: No jewelry, her smile lights up her face
Habbits/hobbies: You will have to get to know her ;) Although has been known to write poetry on occasion ;)
General Health: 135 Years of strength and agility all bundled in an adorable little package ;)
Favorite Drink: Has only had Elven Wine and has never tasted Human Ale or any other types of drink not known to her people
Weaknesses: Enjoys sweets that have pure-refined sugar in them ;)

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The Looking Glass Of Lia Sali ~Journal, Reflections and Thoughts~


"Caterpillar: Who... are... you?
Alice: Why, I hardly know, sir. I've changed so much since this morning, you see...
Caterpillar: No, I do not C, explain yourself.
Alice: I'm afraid I can't explain myself, you see, because I'm not myself, you know.
Caterpillar: I do not know.
Alice: I can't put it any more clearly, sir, because it isn't clear to me."


This rabbit hole I have fallen through has turned my known world upside down. Travan and I had tried to establish some kind of rhythm to our days but it is difficult to discern night from day and sometimes they are non-existent altogether....

....The sun never sets in the Beastlands. Or, it never completely rises. I am not sure as to which it is. If I stare at it long enough I get dizzy and lose my bearings altogether. The wind blows in unnatural directions as if the compass points were put on their heads and turned askew. The Ents move angry and evil and unholy and I am pained at having to defend myself against ones so majestic. Even the Elven prayers I utter as each one falls to the ground only brings me little solace for having to put them to rest in the first place.....

....But survival here is not guaranteed. The merchants drive a hard bargain from the spoils of the planes and at times it is only enough to secure proper healing, food and lodging for the next day's events, or night's events or *sighs* which is which?

We grow stronger though and my ability to swing each Rapier with finesse and grace is slowly being refined. Ah! To cut down one's foe with a single, well-placed blow as opposed to bludgeoning it to death in a bloody mess! The ways of a barbarian are unfamiliar to me and I think that even here in this rabbit hole, they will continue to appear foreign to my eyes....

....So we will set off again, tonight and the next. Or is it day? Oh, I really can not remember! I wonder what people we will meet along the way and how we will be received in this never ending Tea Party where the guests keep changing......

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The Journey continues........

Bird in the Tree: A serpent! Help! Help! Serpent! Serpeeent!
Alice: But please! Please!
Bird in the Tree: Off with you! Shoo! Shoo! Help! Serpent!
Alice: I'm not a serpent.
Bird in the Tree: You're not? Then just what are you?
Alice: I'm just a little girl.
Bird in the Tree: Little? Little?
Alice: Well, I am... I mean, I was.
Bird in the Tree: And I suppose you don't like eggs, either?
Alice: Yes, I like eggs, but...
Bird in the Tree: Aha! I knew it! I knew it! A serpent! Serpent! Serpeeeent!
Alice: Oh, for goodness sake!



Death awaits us with big, nasty, teeth! The are snakes in the Beastlands! Now these are not one's average, garden variety snake, no. These beasts are larger than a cluster of houses in Sigil! Their fangs are the length of my arm and they strike with amazing accuracy for serpents so large and cumbersome looking....

....Travan, Milan and I have hunted all day and all night, well depending on which one of us considers what time of day it is to begin with. I am healthily envious of my Elven companion as he has been most fortunate to acquire Elven Breastplate that has turned Travan into an even more capable warrior than he was before it! But my time will come I hope, as the treasure hunt continues for stronger armor and weapons.....

......each guest at our silly, little tea party brings something new to our excursions and slowly but surely we are making acquaintances that have the potential to turn into loyal allies.....

.....dare I say I am adjusting to this kaleidoscope world filled with wonders and enchantments that I am only beginning to scratch the surface of! However, my head is hammering now, from having a stone skin spell knocked clean off of me, one too many times. My muscles are sore and throb from wielding my Rapiers over and over again to protect my companions and help to keep us all alive and breathing.....

....*sigh* I think I will drag my weary body over to the bathhouse and sauna room to float in the water and sweat the dull ache out of my skin....

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The Journey Continues......


Alice
"I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!"


After four solid days it appears that Travan and I are becoming exceeding strong for the Beastlands and surrounding fields. Milan and company during the chaos took us to a waterfall that was like nothing I had ever laid eyes on before and a pluck at my heartstrings for home reverberated through my body.....

......ah home! The Forests! But one can not get there from here and the only ones who know the way back have already been there to start with. A cherished secret of the Elves....

I had my armor enchanted last night through the apprentices of Jach. Oh I like him! Bubbly and nice and always happy to see everyone! Or so it seems. He returned my armor to me lickity-split! Though I noticed that Travan was quite entertained by my standing in the market in my swimsuit or changing under his cloak as Vanya sashayed up and offer me a dress to wear until I had my gear back.....

.....Travan mentioned a world of Ice and Snow which was mentioned to him which was told through someone else, but neither I nor he have ever been. I can not imagine what that world must look like and how cold it must be!

.....for now though I will continue honing my skills among the Sirines and Dryads as now I can handle many at one time so long as I am careful and stay clear of the Ents......*sighs* those poor misguided, corrupted Ents, if only there was a way to replant their roots deep in the ground and grow in the Forests and keep the secrets of its dwellers...

...but I am no longer home anymore and the great puzzle of who I am and what I am yet to become is still a mystery before my eyes, with only each piece being revealed to me, one at a time.

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And then someone stops to smell the roses......


Doorknob:
"Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction."



If I took a moment to go and try to retrace my steps of how this day started out and how I ended up where I am at now, even with all the proper directions, I am not so sure I would directly know where to start. Or...end?....oh! Anyways!

Travan LOVES me!! Professed under the stars in the middle of the market square with Amir as a captive audience! I am filled with so much emotion and excitement right now I could burst! Here, right under my nose, my fellow traveling companion from my homeland, who has walked by my side through countless dangers for over a century, it is HIM!!

I am surprised and overwhelmed with such love and joy!! I did not think that he shared those same feelings for me as I for him! I would have held it in longer, being naturally, so shy at times. I find that my source of confidence comes from my sparing and battle, thus when I am not wielding my Rapiers, I sometimes just do not know what to do or say. But not today!

I feel more complete and whole than I have felt since arriving in Sigil, for I now know that no matter how many guests show up to this silly, little tea-party there will always be two seats that will remain the same......

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The journey continues.....


Alice
"But then, shall I never get any older than I am now? That'll be a comfort, one way -- never to be an old woman -- but then -- always to have lessons to learn!"


One would think that after 135 years that very few things would surprise me. I mean really. I am well-versed, I have read countless and countless books. There has been schooling after schooling, lessons and studies on the arts, music, the lore of my people, the history of my lands......but nothing, no piles of parchment, or lectures from the Elders could teach me or prepare me for.......love.

Travan is surprising me at every turn. Tonight after another evening out hunting and reaping the benefits from our new found treasures, he spun me around and gave me a gift, a rare gift......a beautiful bottle of perfume!

Perfume is so rare. The essences for it are difficult to attain and there is no guarantee that the process for creating it will reap the rewards. But, yet here it is, in the palm of my hand, encased in a delicate blue-glass bottle.

We Elves, age so differently from humans. I almost feel a slight pain for them sometimes because they burn and burn so quickly, like a roaring fire and then they are snuffed out, many before their time. How many would take the time to discover all the delicious layers of love that I am now discovering and having Travan unwrap for me one by one. He and I will have what humans would consider numerous lifetimes to teach each other the meaning of it......

.....And through it all, each precious moment, each loving caress, each moment of laughter, through it all.....it still will never be enough.....

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*Lia grins reading from her favorite book, thinking about a few things that have transpired before writing in her journal*

Mad Hatter: Would you like a little more tea?
Alice: Well, I haven't had any yet, so I can't very well take more.
March Hare: Ah, you mean you can't very well take less.
Mad Hatter: Yes. You can always take more than nothing.


"You can always take more than nothing." These words ring true with me now more than ever before. We arrived here in what the humans and others refer to as "The Cage" just a mere few weeks ago. We came with almost nothing. A few scant supplies and personal items a weapon or two, but not much more than that.

What a difference a day can make, or night for that matter, or a whole string of them strung together till time just stands on it's side and the pocket-watch starts running two days slow. I dare say, I have caught on to keeping jink in my pockets, and trading with the locals in and around Sigil for better wears and goods.

Enchanting still takes time and there seems to be quite a bit demand for these precious crafters. I have no desire to learn that skill in this lifetime, perhaps the next hundred years following. There is only so much one can accomplish and master in a mere hundred years....I do need to remember to pace myself!

I will return to the "The Cage" by the next nightfall. Affairs have taken me away for a few days and I miss my new-found friends. But mostly I miss Travan. There is an emptiness inside that I feel to my core when he is not near me. I am lost when I can not touch him, hear his voice or feel his caresses on my skin. Odd that I an Elf who always feels like there is all this time in the world, never feels there is enough when it comes to Travan........ah Travan, my precious, darling love. Till tomorrow......

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Another day to pen......


The Duchess:
"Be what you would seem to be -- or, if you'd like it put more simply -- Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise."


We found Baator. I have to admit that skulking around the desolate, marsh, swamp-lands of the first plane of Hell is not exactly something I foresee have the stomach for.....

.....it was a foul-smelling, rank excursion that I chose to make twice in one day. I must be mad, or insane or closer to the twisted ideals of the Cheshire Cat than I am to my own logical way of thinking. The more I stay in Sigil, the more I travel to the planes, the more I realize that what I thought to make sense, what would seem to be, is not so. And what might have been otherwise, does appear to be something different entirely....

.....it will take time to move through these gods-forsaken lands with more skill and ease, save nothing for coming out breathing, let alone if there is anything to be gained at all. However one does get to know another through plane walking and my personal opinion is that humans and Elves and the what-not do show their true colors on the battle-field more so than any silver-tongued conversation held in the city......

.....I did reap one spoil from battle as I tidied up the night with Travan in the Ice Plane. I came across the most amazing two-handed falchion I have ever seen to grace the bottom of a chest. I dare say that although I am attached to my twin rapiers, this single lethal beauty, cuts through my foes like a diamond can cut glass. I will not be giving it up any time soon! I am thankful that all those decades and decades of exercise and training have paid off, in that I have the strength to already wield it!

......yes, a nice change in the winds indeed.....we shall see what the following days will bring.....

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Alice:
"Well, when I was lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you. But who'd ever think to look for me here?"


It is a sticky-wicket, being true to who you are, what you are and where you end up being. There are days it is not easy being an Elf. Of course as I write these lines, I can not help but to laugh at myself for what do I have for comparison? I live and breath within this skin and see through these eyes and in all these decades upon decades it is all I have known, so how could I feel that some days are not as easy as others?

But there it is just the same. My soul speaks a different language. I feel at times it knows more than it lets on and even to me it is at times a guest in its own house. Because who would ever think to look for me here?

.....In my homeland there were others, many others......alliances and foes, and a richness of lore and love of the lands that pales in comparison to the ground under my feet, here in Sigil. Not that this place is not without its beauty and danger and its lust for power, jink and the warmth of skin in the evening hours.......but......

*sighs* It is all I have for the time being and I must make the most of this quest for knowledge and to be immersed around humans and others who are not of my race. I wonder as to how long I will linger though as whispers from my homeland have reached my ears of something on the horizon that perhaps may bring me home again, changed, older, different.......fresh......again.

But for now I will take the advice and when lost, learn to stay put, until I am found again.......when the time is right......