Allianora Epileptiform

The Tormented Rogue

Born under the endless expectations of Ope Epileptiform to be perfect, she worked hard to meet them as much as possible, living under the constant fear of punishment. Together with her father, she would assassinate and kill for hire throughout Moontides , using their magic and innate capabilities of climbing anything and flying. Everytime she made a slight mistake, Ope would step in to help her escape, but she would always wish she had died beforehand that same night. The Arms of Ope Epileptiform were one of the earliest things she stole for Ope, something she never remembered having blocked out so many of her childhood memories over time.
One night, after a brutal bout of punishment for making a mess of their latest mission, she woke up before dawn and picked up her knife. She sat with it, pointing it at her other hand and twirling it, sometimes pointing it to her heart. Eventually she got up and slit Ope's throat after breaking the Arms and pocketed it. Just as she was about to leave, Nyx Nur found them. Nyx had been looking for the two of them, having arrived at the town recently as part of their repentance, and had found one of Allianora's and Ope's victims. Allia's mess had been easy to track, Nyx had followed it to their hideout, and had quickly bound Allia before she could do anything and demanded to know what had happened. They let her go afterwards, healing her of her injuries as well, while taking Ope's head as recompense.
Allia had always remembered that night, and so many other nights before. Some of the people she had killed had been kind, something which she had inevitably exploited in her assassinations and thefts, and she had always wondered what it would have been like if Ope had been anything like that. She had told herself time and time again to continue surviving, that one day things would be different, and she would try her best to be the opposite of what her father was, and Nyx was the first person who had been kind to her even after knowing who she really was. If other people can be kind, then maybe she could explore and find such people on her own, and until then, she would be as kind to others as she could possibly be herself.

Appearance

She is a lavender skinned mothgirl with golder fur, wings and eyes. Part of her wings have dark patterns, and she wears dark blue trenchcoat that blends well into the night, especially with her wings folded into her back. Her lower hands often glow purple, ready to unleash her magic.

Parents

Ope Epileptiform

Gender

Nonbinary

Eyes

Yellow

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Lavender skin, golder fur and wings