Omisha

Omisha Umbra, born 432, is a human of the Bards guild, devoted worshipper of Gethsemane, and wife to Jonath Umbra

Known by her adoring public as The Macabre Bard, Omisha is widely regarded for her dark prose and haunting melodies. She favors the Stradivarius violin when performing.

Appearance and Character

Omisha is tall and slender at 6'4" and 108 pounds. She immediately catching your attention. She carries herself with grace and charm as if she's effortlessly gliding

across the floor. Despite her prominent skeletal features, her self-assuredness

is captivating. Her long, wavy hair is a stunning blue-black shade that frames

her delicate features perfectly. Her magenta eyes are playful and mischievous,

often dancing to the music she plays. Although she seems fragile, she has an

undeniable charm that is both captivating and haunting. Her presence is a

delicate balance of grace and fragility, like a rare and precious piece of

porcelain that you can't take your eyes off. She is known for her sense of

fashion. Also for wearing a mask that transforms her into The Skeletal Woman,

wearing heels to reach 7 feet tall when in her full costume. She is dark, sarcastic, morbid and sometimes offensive but will normally try to turn it into a joke.

Axis

Omisha follows the chaotic harmonic primarily and after years being evil as a follower of Gethsemane she remains evil but her husband Jonath brings out her soft side. They balance each other out and fully accept their differences, embracing freedom together.

History

Early Life

Omisha  grew up in a family of traveling gypsies. They traveled the land and

would tell stories and poems to travelers, as well as sing songs.

In her free time between performances she would draw pictures and

make crafts out of various items her family found along their way.

When she was thirteen, their caravan was attacked by a band of bandits.

They slaughtered her entire family but she managed to escape

with her twin brother Slvon. They hid in out in the forests for a while

trying to gather what money they could. Slvon gave her the money and

sent her off to a town he had heard of northwest of where they where.

She flowed the map to the place that her brother marked and found

herself in Sable.

Adventurer

Upon arriving on Sable, she felt overwhelmed she had never been

to a big city before but people seemed friendly and she was

able to acquire a map. She located where the library was and

took to learning all about the strange place she found herself in.

During that studying she learned of a group of performers much

like the one she grew up with. The Bards Guild.

That is when she learned she had to write a letter to them to

be accepted to the guild. There she met like minded people

Shortly after she settled into the Bard's guild, she

looked forward to honing her craft and sharing her talents with the world.

However, it wasn't long before the Pretender, a notorious and feared figure

with a bad reputation, made himself known. His very presence caused a stir in

the town, and people started talking about him in hushed tones. It soon became

clear that he would stop at nothing to take control.

As the days turned into weeks, the situation only got worse. Demon invasions

and hellfire became a common sight, and people started living in fear of their

lives. Eventually this led Omisha to leave town for many years. Hoping that time

would heal her wounds and erase the memories of those dark times, but every time

she tried to come back, she found herself plagued by misfortune once more. It was a

never-ending cycle that seemed impossible to break.

However, as of late, she has finally begun to find my footing once more. She has

immersed myself in The Macabre Arts, and the renewed sense of purpose and

enthusiasm has filled her with hope. She excited to apply herself once more and

offer her talents to those who dare to listen.

She began dating her most devoted fan, Jonath, in the year 512 and proposed marriage to him in 513. They where later to be married Tempest 22 of the year 514 in a ceremony officiated by Deokoria Ventris, Matriarch of Gethsemane.

Distortions Through The Looking Glass

I stand here before your mirror

The reflections distorted in my mind

Unclear the image you can see

My true self is hidden behind

Your disguise.

I’m still figuring

Out who I’m supposed to be

Self-doubt flooding within my mind

Am I the monster inside my head?

What reflection do you choose?

Caught up in my own design

Can’t tell what escapes beyond the veil

Am I the object of your design?

Self-hatred ringing in my ears

Am I the girl inside my mind?

What reflection can you see?

A mix of two different realities

As I design myself a new identity

It’s hard to release your previous design

When I’m nobody without it

I’m just a shell to be molded

To the truth behind your eyes

Am I the boy inside my brain?

What reflection can you see?

Branded by memories that aren’t mine

It’s hard to tell where I begin - and where he ends -

A twisted backwards design

I must travel in reverse, moving

Towards my truth

Am I the nobody in my imagination?

What reflection can you see?

What reflection can you see?

Am I the distortion in my mind?

Am I perfectly designed?

Will realities misalign?

Am I following your designs?

What reflection do I show?

Does it match what you can find?

Am I the Spark I designed?

What reflection can you see?

What reflection can you find in me?