𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐬 ☠༒

.ೃ࿐                                                                ✰✰✰

ᴹⁱᵍᵘᵉˡ ⁻ ᴬˢᵗʳⁱᵈ'ˢ ᴸᵒᵛᵉʳ ⁽ᴸᵒʷ⁻ʳᵃⁿᵏᵉᵈ ᶜᵘˡᵗⁱˢᵗ⁾

Miguel’s appearance is hauntingly fragile. His face bears soft, bony contours that give him a boyish yet sunken look, as if he were a statue weathered by time. His nose is straight, with a fair nose bridge, lending a smoothness to his otherwise coarse features. His cheeks are hollow, and yet there’s something delicate in his appearance, pale and almost translucent from years of avoiding sunlight.

His eyes are the most striking aspect of his appearance. They are primarily red due to his Plaga infection, glowing faintly in dim light. However, subtle specks of dark brown, remnants of his natural iris color, have begun to reemerge through the effects of the recovery medication Astrid had provided him. These flecks add an odd, almost bittersweet contrast, symbolizing the fragments of his former self that linger despite his body being ravaged by the infection. His lips are pale, often chapped, and his overall expression is one of quiet submission, his gaze rarely rising unless commanded to.

Miguel’s black robe is simple, reflecting his low rank within the cult, yet it carries a certain weight. [CI]Though plain in its design, the fabric itself is heavy, slightly frayed at the edges, and worn from constant use. It drapes loosely over his thin frame, too large for his slight build, giving him a hunched appearance as if the robe itself is pressing down on him. Despite the simplicity, there is an eerie elegance to how the robe folds around his body, swaying silently as he walks. The sleeves hang just past his wrists, the dark cloth nearly covering his hands, which are bony and veined. While his robe lacks the elaborate details of higher-ranked cultists, it still has a symbolic gravity, a shroud of submission and obedience, amplifying the stark contrast between the physical frailty of his body and the looming darkness of his fate.

Physical Profile:

• Height: 178 cm

• Build: Lean and wiry, with subtle muscle definition

• Hair: Dark brown, thick, and straight, often messy

• Eyes: Dark brown, deep-set, with an introspective gaze

• Skin tone: lacking melanin due to avoiding sun exposure

• Distinct Features: Faded scars on his hands and arms, covered by his robe

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

ᴬˢᵗʳⁱᵈ ˢᵃᵈᵈˡᵉʳ ⁻ ᵀʰᵉ ᴴⁱᵍʰ ᵖʳⁱᵉˢᵗᵉˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴰᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᴼˢᵐᵘⁿᵈ ˢᵃᵈᵈˡᵉʳ

Appearance:

Astrid’s beauty was stark, almost unnerving in its severity, an echo of her father's cold presence. She stood at 5'9", with a willowy frame that gave her an ethereal, almost ghostly elegance. Her long, straight blonde hair, like strands of spun gold, cascaded down her back, often left loose during her private moments but intricately braided for ceremonies. Her skin was pale, almost alabaster, adding to her otherworldly presence, yet it bore no warmth — like a marble statue more than a living being.

Her eyes, an icy blue inherited from her father, cold and calculating. They pierced through anyone who dared meet them, often reflecting the ruthless discipline instilled in her since childhood. Despite their frost, her gaze could soften momentarily in rare moments of vulnerability, especially when she thought of Miguel or the life she once longed for. [CI]Her facial structure was of a regal complexity — high cheekbones, a delicate nose, a soft jaw and thin lips, usually set in a neutral expression that betrayed little emotion. When she did smile, it was often restrained, almost haunting.

Ceremonial Robe:

Astrid’s ceremonial robe was a masterpiece of cult tradition, a flowing garment that both concealed and amplified her presence. Made of deep, midnight blue silk, it shimmered subtly in the dim light of the chamber, absorbing the shadows around her. The robe was adorned with intricate gold threadwork, depicting firm lines adorning elegantly down to her waist. The sleeves were long, extending beyond her hands, almost as if they wanted to hide her touch from the world. Around her waist, a golder cord was tied, cinching the robe with the twisted imagery of the Plaga, symbols of her father’s twisted vision, while allowing the robe to flow freely down to her feet.

Physical Profile:

• Height: 175 cm

• Build: Slender and willowy, graceful yet fragile-looking

• Hair: Long, blonde, straight, often styled intricately for ceremonies

• Eyes: Cold blue, piercing and distant, inherited from her father

• Skin tone: Pale, almost alabaster, with a cold, unyielding quality

• Distinct Features: Sharp cheekbones, small mouth, and an air of quiet, unsettling elegance

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