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Ira Valiant
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Ira Valiant

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Role went to: Vesperia

Name : Ira Valiant

Age : 24

Gender : Female

Sexuality : Lesbian, though undisclosed; Ira does not offer pieces of herself when she does not have to.

Voice Type :  Medium, medium-low and low tones are all accepted! She's controlled and deliberate in her speech, rarely raising her voice- Carrying authority without force. If she does raise her voice at you; you are cooked. Both accidently and purposefully flirtatious.

Personality : Ira is not calm. She is contained. As the bearer of the Element of Emotions, she feels everything at full volume. Anger is a wildfire, grief is a sea engulfing her, irritation is a constant hum beneath her skin. The gem amplifies what is already there, and what is already there is not the gentle warmth people expect. The courts expected the Emotions holder to be loving. Soft. A healer. A smiling diplomat like Sajan, the ancient bearer before her. Ira, however, is none of those things. She has a great deal of pent-up anger. She does not unleash it because she knows if she does, it will not be graceful. Instead, she channels it into precision. Into control. Into sharp decisions and colder verdicts.

She does not bend the law for sympathy. Not because she lacks it.. But, because she refuses to let her emotions make her weak. The irony is cruel: she feels more deeply than anyone in the room, and yet she appears the most detached. Sometimes she acts purely for her own amusement. A calculated comment. A prolonged silence. A test to see how far someone will push. There is something almost dangerous about the way she watches reactions; as if studying emotional fault lines. She resents her gem. She resents that people expect her to be a radiant joy or tender mercy. She is tired of being compared to Sajan. Tired of whispers that she does not embody what the Emotions crystal should represent. Ira feels anger more easily than affection. Sadness more easily than comfort. And, she hates that it makes her feel defective.. Like the gem chose wrong. Her greatest fear is not losing power. It is being seen as unstable. So she tightens her grip. On herself. On her court. On every situation. Because, if she ever lets the full weight of what she feels surface.. It would not be pretty.

Position : Duchess of Valiant, holder of the Element of Emotions.

Story :  Ira was chosen by the Emotions gem in her adolescence- as all holders- and from that moment, the expectations suffocated her. The ancient bearer, Sajan, was remembered as luminous. A unifier, beloved and warm. The people expected a continuation of that legacy.. Instead, they got Ira. Where Sajan healed, Ira judges. Where Sajan smiled, Ira studies. Where Sajan embraced, Ira withholds.  The gem intensifies everything inside her. Anger at things outside of her control, frustration with weakness, grief she has never processed, loneliness she would rather die than admit. She learned quickly that if she did not master herself, she would be mastered by the crystal. So she mastered herself. When news spreads that Ebony Night survived her destined death, Ira’s reaction is not fear, it is irritation. The prophecy was stable. Predictable. Contained. Now it is not. And, if she was being completely honest.. She did not want to hold her element past the pre-determined time; she was tired of a life of comparison and judgement. When Ebony enters her territory under disguise, Ira senses something immediately. The way Ebony reacts to injustice. The way her emotions spill into her decisions without calculation. It unsettles Ira. Because Ebony feels openly.. And survives it. And for someone who has spent years suppressing tidal waves behind an unshakable facade, that is far more dangerous than any prophecy.

Voice description:
  • female young adult
  • Medium
  • female adult
  • low
  • Medium-Low
The sides they read from:
  • IRA : [Slow, noticing.] “Truly.. While I did love the color, I enjoy your true eyes more. So deep.. You could cut an army down with your glance alone.”

  • IRA : [Angry, crashing out.] “Planning on running into the woods? Away from this life? Away from your duties, your power, your prophecy.. Away from Simon- ..Away from me? [Pause.] Desire- hope, happiness- love? That’s all you think I am? A ball of sunshine? Made to fit perfectly into- into Sajan’s legacy? I’m more than a legacy, okay. I’m my own person- I’m more than a prophecy- more than a duchess, more than- more than him- You say you know, but Do you? Do you really? Because, you seem to be fitting into Keir’s line perfectly! Dark, melancholy- kind and glorified! Oh so high and refusing to die. That’s the problem with all of you dukes and duchesses- I didn’t know you so you.. You had the chance to be different. I thought you might be different but all you do is stare.”

  • IRA : [Open, nervous.] “I am not asking you for marriage or commitment. I am not confessing a love I do not feel and I am surely not asking for you to love me. I am merely stating that I would like to.. Get to know you better. Speak with you more. I would like to learn about your foundations- would like to.. I’m rambling. Would you accept my heart, darling?”