A character which supersedes all definitions, merely by having all of them:

[border:2xdgyiug][center:2xdgyiug]Usher 1: [/center:2xdgyiug]



Selfhood: Usher is a young man, consistently kind with some stubbornness in good measure.
Age: 17 years of age
Dimensions: Usher is five foot ten and still growing. A slender boy, he has a delicacy about him which may lend itself to an otherworldliness.
Makeup: Usher has dark hair, dark eyes, and a pale face tinged in gold.
History: A blank, to be called upon and created as he is discovered.[/border:2xdgyiug]


[border:2xdgyiug][center:2xdgyiug]Usher 2:[/center:2xdgyiug]

Selfhood: Usher is a timeless creature, of the female persuasion. She resembles a temple in all aspects, including righteous anger which is rarely, if ever seen. Those around her see her as a Mother though do not know what of.
Age: n/a
Dimensions: Usher is small, slender, around five foot three. She can seem frail in the way a deer seems frail but is not.
Makeup:Her eyes are a golden sunburst, very leonine in color. Her skin as well is golden with light hairs all over it, a light furring that would be missed by the naked eye but not so much by the fingertip. Ears slightly canted, can move to trap sound, but not to the same extent that those of an animal can. Her eyes are large for her face and she wears a large cloak that covers her body. Her hair is bound up in a myriad of slender braids which are then bound again at the nape of her neck and tucks under in long loops. Two of these hang at either side of her temples, framing her cat-like face. Upon her forehead are four small dark dots tattooed in an expanding line from the center of her brows upwards.
History:A blank, to be called upon and created as she is discovered. Suffice it to say that Usher has not always been a free creature. Most of the ease of life in this one comes from a lack of ease early on in life.
No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.

But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too..

So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes...
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.[/border:2xdgyiug]