The Felt

Crave is beautiful, curvy, and truly androgynous - capable of appearing as a man, a woman, or any other gender. They are stunning, and move elegantly in any form they choose - race, gender, colouring, and weight.
The Fates have been charmed by Crave, in the past - just as they have charmed Crave. On occasion, the desire of a person matches their destiny, allowing The Fates to allow The Muses to come to assist what Crave has put into 'play'.
Zhey always wear Oōruritē gems in a pattern within both wrists.
CCrave in their original form has pale skin like smoke, a face without aging lines or wrinkles, has thin lips, and straight clean cut hair. Crave smells like peaches. Crave has two shadows - one is solid black and the other one is hazy and wavering.
Zhey embody many aspects, such as ambition, vanity, jealousy, lust, self-righteousness, gratitude, admiration, temptation, possession, desire and pride.
Crave offers everything anyone could ever desire, lust after, wish for, or ever craved after - always at an unspoken cost of another. They are quick to offer thanks and kind words.
Crave's favourite colour is rich red - often seen as wearing bold lips, and a heart birthmark. When in Human foam, they tend to wear a red suit with touches of white or black. Zhey are said to be the origins of the Succubus.
Zhey reside within a massive statue of Crave themself, in the centre of The Felt - which is shaped as a massive flesh-and-blood humanoid heart, containing four chambers, of which the lower left holds the Grey Realm within it.
Frequently Crave walks out to the area known as The Theshold, to tempt those who have yet to give in to all their heart's desires.
Crave truly is for everyone, and is grateful to been desired. Crave has a cruel streak and a long-standing rivalry with many of the other Oōruritē Royalty.

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PERDITA

Names = Perdita; Gloom; Aponoia; Nort; Princess of Anguish; Despair;
SYMBOL = hooked ring; cracked mirror;
Prouns = She / Her
AVIAN = grey pigeon "Nort"
FELINE = manul cat "Jabeza" - a grumpy, flattened face - large round pupils - perpetually scowling appearance - long and dense light grey fur - rounded ears set low on head
CANINE = grey pug "Cessair" - staring into cracked mirrors
Perdita is Crave's twin, although is relatively nomadic. Perdita shifts between parts of The Felt - as well as the Shadowfell, and parts of The Plane of Void).
Perdita seems listless and depressed. Her moods swing between macabre, melancholy and pessimistic.
When dealing with The Fates, Perdita tends to be helpful in grounding a person or making them see their own faults.
Perdita is an obese woman with grayish skin, white bone of the top of her left foot showing, lines of worry on her face, and matted black hair. She is tattooed with intricate red lines, has scars and fresh blood-beading cuts all over body, and irregularly-shaped teeth. She smells of sweat, decay, slightly of blood and tears.
She is always naked in front of a set of cracked mirrors - she is usually squatting with large moon rats around her. She studies her features for hours, and barely facing those she envies. Perdita has a habit of carving her flesh with a hooked Oōruritē ring that she wears.
Perdita’s sigil is an Oōruritē ring with a hook that she is always wearing. On the occasions she visits herown realm, The Gray Realm, she stays with the moon rats Perdita rarely speaks, is very cynical, and always looks gloomy. When Gloom does speak, she sounds intelligent, factual and bluntly honest.
Perdita as a name means "lost," "ruin," or "decay". Generally, Perdita's nature gives and receives a feeling of distrust. Her cold, distant manner keeps the other Enduring Ones at a distance, including her twin Crave - except for Mania, who endeavours to share previous moments with Perdita.
Often, Perdita took the brunt of Acosador's cruel words and nasty teasing.

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THE GREY REALM

One residence of The Felt is Perdita of The Enduring Ones, who resides in The Grey Realm. The Realm looks to be a small square room, full of cracked mirrors and is without colour, yet cannot be crossed in an hour. If a creature enters and succumbs to the despair and anguish, they will find the crossing of the room endless.
It a gray, foggy space filled with moon rats and cracked mirrors, which Perdita uses to look upon people in their despair and anguish. The sounds are of nibbling rats, the quarrelling of decades of long relationships, and deep sighing of Perdita.

"Take away the despair and aguish, until there is nothing left. Nothing except an empty room, where lies an abandoned hook, of the perfect fit for clawing deep into your heart."