Infobox
Ix
Name Ix Alias Nine Race Githzerai Age 72 (spent 48 of those years in the Astral Sea); physical body is 24 Gender nonbinary by human standards Pronouns they/she Class Rogue Subclass Soulknife Campaign City of Doors
Ix
Current Status: Fugitive; On A Rescue Mission
Physical Description
Ix is a knife embodied; they’re short in stature and all hard lines and sharp angles: square jaw, high prominent cheekbones, serpentine eyes upturned like a knife’s edge. They’re very lean, and you can see cuts of muscle and sinew on their arms, and with a glance you can tell they cannot lift at all. (8 strength lol)
Her sallow skin is mottled like a reptile around the eyes, and when she blinks, an almost-opaque membrane slides sideways over her slitted eyes.
Their black hair is worn in braids – two hanging by their ears, and the rest is worn back in a segmented ponytail, coming down just past their shoulders. Their posture is fluid, relaxed, in an almost lazy, cocksure manner. But there’s this uncanny quality to it; when she’s still, she’s really unmoving.
On the crook of their right arm, there’s an inch-tall tattoo of their name – IX – in capital letters. You notice there’s a gap where the ring finger should be.
Tattoos
- Crook of right arm: IX, inch-tall, in capital letters; kajwmnm kh qna ljycxab rw Qna Majpxw’b Fjclqodu Nhn
- Lower corner of right eye: a smudged tattoo; branded by Kiat on their first day in the Arena
- Crook of left arm: XI, mirrored from right arm; tattooed by Kiat after their prison break
Psychic Whispers
Feels like someone is tracing a fingertip from the back of your neck, raising your hackles a bit, up to the base of your skull, applying very mild pressure. If you want to talk, or if Ix talks to you, it feels like prodding a small bruise on your nape. Mild pain, but just like prodding a bruise – you keep doing it anyway.
Psychic Blades
Their psychic energy looks iridescent, like an oil spill given curves and sharp edges. Swirls of bruised purples and sickly greens and violent blues. It’s kinda like a mood ring cracked open and bleeding, all the colours swirling around slowly.
Personality
The biggest fakest IDGAFer of them all :)
Hedonistic, carefree, fiercely independent. Qjdwcnm kh qna yjbc jwm cnaarornm xo qna xfw ljyjlrch cx qdac cqn xwnb bqn uxenb, bx bqn mnlrmnm wnena cx uxen cxx vdlq.
In her hedonism, Ix genuinely enjoys her life and freedom and all the sensory pleasures it can offer her. It’s a mask only in that she uses this as distance and pretends that this is all she could ever want in life. J mrbcajlcrxw cx maxfw xdc cqn bnuo-uxjcqrwp jwm uxwnurwnbb, j fjh cx onnu bxvncqrwp, cx qjen lxwcaxu, cx lxwwnlc yqhbrljuuh fqnw nvxcrxwju lxwwnlcrxw rb cxx cnaarohrwp. Qna vxwjbcrl cajrwrwp rw Urvkx qxwnm qna vnwcju oxacrcdmn cx cqn yxrwc fqnan cqrb rb juu rwbcrwlc. No one can get in and see her (or at least, that’s what she thinks), and that’s just the way she likes it.
Also, they love dancing, particularly voguing. There’s a physicality to the activity that gives them joy.