Description
Fin comme un elfe, à l'allure souple et tranquille. Un léger sourire sincère illumine un visage magnifique, cerné de cheveux noirs. Les yeux bleus un peu agrandis laissent supposer un étonnement perpetuel.
Caracs
- Volonté : 6
- Subtilité : 15
- Sensibilité : 10
- Récupération : 15
- Charisme : 27
- total : 73
- Vitalité : 0
- Agilité : 10
- Perception : 10
- Régénération : 15
- Beauté : 27
- total : 62
commentaire du mj
Fils de Ludovic et Héloïse, Louê'n est né après la mort de son père, une hypothèse communément admise est qu'Héloïse a tenté de conserver l'essence du père dans e fils ce qui semble avoir en partie raté mais l'avoir plus lié à Asturvald. Louê'n semble avoir une préférence nette pour la vie dans les sanctuaires, il a d'ailleurs été voir au dela de ceux-ci dans les royaumes féériques où il a rencontré une jeune fée du nom d'Ellyrie dont il a choisi de partager le destin.
Musiques
Musique principale:
Baby, can't you see
I'm calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It's dangerous
I'm fallin'
There's no escape
I can't hide
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You're dangerous
I'm lovin' it
Too high
Can't come down
Losing my head
Spinning ¡¥round and ¡¥round
Do you feel me now
With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic
It's getting late
To give you up
I took a sip
From my devil cup
Slowly
It's taking over me
Too high
Can't come down
It's in the air
And it's all around
Can you feel me now
With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic
Don't you know that you're toxic
With a tast of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I'm ready now
I think I'm ready now
Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I'm ready now
Loue'n en apparence :
Tune in, drop out of love,
Pull the trigger, I'm a hippie,
So said a truth, in blood,
Alive and well,
You push the buttons.
Standing in line of fire,
For the whole,
My soul,
Step codes,
The drums,
And sing,
Love the children,
Learn to live with everything.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Zoom in, cut out, add sound,
Make it feel so trippy
Hung up, let down to ground,
Forget the kill it's far to sticky
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Loue'n en profondeur :
Hearts are open graves
Take me to your dark places
Below the paint your secret faces
Together we'll inter the bones
Clandestine shutters overthrown
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
All hearts are open graves
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
Take me to your dark places
Like an asp i'll suck the traces
Meet you there beneath the crisis
Slowly melt the ancient ices
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
All hearts are open graves
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
I'll hold you there and stare right in
Unstitch the letter you've sewn within
And in your midnight dress
Blessed nakedness
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
All hearts are open graves
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
And no one can be saved
Never be ashamed my love
All hearts are open graves
Loue'n et le passé qui dévore :
original
Angely i demony kruzhili nado mnoj Razbivali ternii i zvyozdnye puti* Ne znaet schast'ya tol'ko tot, Kto ego zova ponyat' ne smog...
I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling Soboj ostat'sya dol'she... Calling Calling, in the depth of longing Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning... Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Beskonechnyj beg... Poka zhiva ya mogu starat'sya na letu ne upast', Ne razuchit'sya mechtat'...lyubit'... ...Beskonechnyj beg...
Calling Calling, For the place of knowing There's more that what can be linked Calling Calling, Never will I look away For what life has left for me Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
Soboj ostat'sya dol'she... Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling Soboj ostat'sya dol'she... Calling Calling, in the depth of longing Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
traduction
Angels and demons were circling above me Breaking the hardships and starry ways* The only one who doesn't know happiness is the one who couldn't understand its call
I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling To stay myself longer... Calling Calling, in the depth of longing To stay myself longer...
Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning... Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Endless run... While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying, Not to forget how to dream... how to love ...Endless run...
Calling Calling, For the place of knowing There's more that what can be linked Calling Calling, Never will I look away For what life has left for me Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
To stay myself longer... Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling To stay myself longer... Calling Calling, in the depth of longing To stay myself longer...
Loue'n et Héloïse :
Check check check
One two
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell crash
I'm the last splash
I know you little libertine
I know you're a real coocoo
Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball
Hey now in the shade, in the shade
Hey now in the shade, in the shade
I know you little libertine
I know you're a cannonball
I'll be your whatever you want
The bong in this reggae song
Hey now in the shade
Hey now in the shade
Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell crash
I'm the last splash
I'll be your whatever you want
The bong in this reggae song
Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball
Hey now in the shade, in the shade
Hey now in the shade, in the shade