Kyero
Three Thousand Club
I am the Creator of Light and Life. I am the Mother of the Gods. And I am the soul proprietor of this and every other realm... "Fallen" from Grace? I wouldn't say that exactly. I cannot fall from Grace... Because I AM Grace!
Do me a favor now my dear. Please... Kindly just...
... Die...
Description: Auxereilla is the Creator of Light and Life. She is the Mother of the Gods. She embodies all that is beautiful in this realm and the next. Her body, hair, eyes, lips. Everything about her literally glows with Divine Energy. Every microfiber of her skin, every blood vessel. She is Divinity Incarnate.
She stands tall and proud, chest out and chin up at all times as expected of one of her stature. Her hair flows down to just above her knee level, with bangs framing her heart shaped face. Her lips are bow shaped and full, ripe and naturally as pink as the Cherry Blossoms in bloom. Her eyes are naturally a deep emerald green, like the deepest and lushest forests in early Summer. Her hair is a golden brown like the finest honey. Her skin peachy and as vibrant as Life itself. But what else would you expect of the Creator of Life?
Her body is divine, literally. Full chest. Long legs. Hourglass figure. Flat and firm musculature covered in soft, flawless skin. She has everything that mortals strive for and desire, and it all comes naturally to her. She is not oblivious as to what the sight of her would do to mortals who lay their eyes upon her, and thus she chose never to set foot upon the world for fear of the consequences... However, circumstances have changed in her life as a Goddess.
Age: Indeterminable
Sex: Female
Date of Birth: Indeterminable
Birthplace: Indeterminable
Current Location/Residence: Indeterminable
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 140 lb.
Hair Color: Honey Brown
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Mesomorph
Voice Type: Mezzo-Soprano
Character Class: Creator of Light and Life
Personality: The Creator of Light and Life is as any would expect her to be: the embodiment of benevolence, kindness, compassion, and happiness. As the Creator of Light and Life, she bestowed upon her Children, the Gods, all of what she is and what she hoped the beings of the Mortal Realm would become. Her benevolence extends to both her mortal and immortal children, and she answers prayers and wishes from both on a regular basis. Her compassion for others is unrivaled, and had she any more compassion she would probably drown in it. Her own happiness is the source of all happiness, and the more she has the more others may share... Perhaps this is indicative of the world's current state and lack of ability to share happiness and understanding between human and Laguz races.
The Mother of Light and Life has a much darker side... But that shall be revealed in time.
Strengths:
- She has but to utter a single word, and so it shall be... (read the quote in her image and you'll figure it out)
- Immortality
- Unfathomable Power
- Divinity Incarnate
Weaknesses:
- Immortality
- Unfathomable Power
- Divinity Incarnate
Family: Mother of the Gods, Grandmother to all of mortal kind.
Starting Equipment: None
Training History: None
Biography: Auxereilla is the Mother of the Gods, the Creator of Light and Life, and the Ancestor to all mortal kind. The beginning of her life is indeterminable, as she has existed since before the creation of Time and Space. She herself is not responsible for these elements of the universe, but she was present when they were brought into existence. She remembers all that has transpired since her own creation, but remembers none of whatever may have come before. Since her own birth and position as the Mother of the Gods, she has accepted her role in the Heavens and taken her duties with grace. She created the Gods of her own flesh, her own soul, and her own Divine Energy. This is how she became known as the Mother of the Gods.
Beyond this, her story is a completely mystery, one which you will have to unravel for yourself as the story unfolds...
”All this talk of Gods and Demons… I don’t understand it at all. Just tell me who I should be fighting and I’ll get the job done!”
Description: Kyo’da is a human with a tall and lean frame, though he has plenty of muscles to back up his words when necessary. His training revolved around changing his body’s limitations rather than overcoming them, which gives his muscles much more density than most who undergo conventional training. An example would be how most men his size can only hold a sword with a straight and outstretched arm for about ten to fifteen-seconds before their muscles become fatigued, whereas Kyo’da can do so for over five minutes. His body fat count is close to zero, making his muscles seem larger than they really are. He has a muscular neck and semi tanned skin as he does most of his training in minimal clothing to free up his body to maximum flexibility (though he obviously still wears clothing to cover himself as he’s not completely without modesty). These methods of training have forged his body to a physical level which most others, even seasoned warriors, cannot even approach. His raw strength for one of his size is unparalleled because of his bizarre training methods, and have served him incredibly well when facing off against almost any kind of opponent.
Kyo’da’s hair and eyes are of a blueish hue with his eyes in particular carrying an oceanic coloration. His face is clean and devoid of facial hair which is a natural genetic trait he received from his father. He also has no visible scars or tattoos to mar his complexion. He has a youthful appearance which belies his age and makes it easier for him to approach opponents who are overconfident in their strength and skills. His eyes are set and devoid of fear or weakness, making it impossible to judge whether or not he is intimidated or at all frightened by his enemy’s words or actions. He stands with a straight and proud posture, befitting his profession as a wandering warrior, and walks with a purposeful stride. His clothing is simple, consisting of a tunic, loose fitting pants, a belt, leather boots, and a simple cape with a grayish exterior and a reddish underside which doubles as a blanket when he must sleep outdoors.
Kyo’da’s clothing usually consists of a long dark grey or black shirt with the sleeves rolled up or cut off. He wraps his hands and part of his forearms with tape and wears protective leather gloves with reinforced knuckles just in case he has to fight without a blade. He wears a heart guard made of extra strong leather crafted by a family friend with a piece of armor over his left shoulder. He finishes the upper body ensemble with a bandana that usually varies in color between green and black with a belt and sash underneath the belt. He wears white or beige pants, depending on which is cleaner, and has long brown boots which stop just below his knees with reinforced souls which serve a similar function to his reinforced gloves should he lose his blade in combat. He wears a sword clip on his left side as he doesn’t like the clumsiness of a sheath. And lastly, his cape is made of a very durable but breathable fabric which he can use as either a pillow or a blanket at night when on the road.
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Date of Birth: May 16th, 625
Birthplace: Hewyn
Current Location/Residence: Nomad
Height: 6’
Weight: 200 lb.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Body Type: Athletic
Voice Type: Baritone
Special Skills: Unconventional training methods developed through trial and error have forged his body to an unparalleled level of physical fitness. His fast twitch muscles, muscular endurance, and raw strength for his size are all at their peak. Kyo’da can hold his sword straight out to one side for over five minutes before his arm gets tired. He can hold a vertical kick over his head indefinitely. And he can beat anyone in a game of mercy as his finger and grip strength are far above average. Kyo’da created these methods in his mid teens, and perfected his training methods by the time he was twenty two.
Personality: Kyo’da is a calm and reserved individual who knows when to speak and when not to. When he speaks, he does so with confidence and purpose. He does nothing to hide the fact that he is proud of who he is and what he’s accomplished in his life. His life as a wandering warrior have forged him into a strong and well groomed young man who could pass for a noble with his bearing. Though he descends from a life of poverty and strife, he never lets his past interfere with his future. He keeps his mind focused on the road ahead and whatever happens he always maintains his composure. He’s tough, tenacious, and has an indomitable willpower which earns him respect among other human warriors who know of him and his exploits.
Kyo’da’s personality with people is a bit more complicated than his regular bearing. Around noblemen, he acts a bit more coldly and speaks with drops of venom on his tongue. Though he doesn’t let his past interfere with his future, he cannot forgive nobility for what they did to him and his family. He does his best to keep this hatred from carrying into battle though. Around beautiful women, he is calm on the outside but a nervous wreck on the inside. Having had a beautiful woman as a girlfriend and fiancé for many years before her untimely death to illness, he has always been nervous about finding love again due to his fear of losing it a second time. Around men, no matter the age, he has no issues whatsoever speaking his mind and being, at times, brutally honest about what he thinks of them and what they are either saying or doing.
Kyo’da’s personality in battle is fairly different from his personality outside of battle. He’s relentless as a warrior in combat, and will not stop fighting until either he or his enemy are incapacitated. Though he only kills when necessary or when it has been warranted, against enemies who deserve to die he is absolutely merciless. When he does aim to kill, he does so quickly and as painlessly as possible by aiming for vital points. When he knows that an enemy deserves to die due to atrocities committed against innocent people, he will use his knowledge of the body to kill them slowly. He is fairly knowledgeable about the nervous system and knows just where you hit someone to make a limb go numb, to make them pass out, to paralyze them, or to kill them outright. Kyo’da’s behavior and skill in battle is a sight to behold, and among friends and enemies alike the thought of standing in his way when he has a goal in mind is absolutely terrifying.
Strengths:
* Confident - Due to the severity and versatility of his training he has absolute confidence in his skills and holds no fear at all of any opponent in front of him regardless of their size or apparent skill level. The mental advantage is a huge strength for him in combat.
* Honorable - Kyo’da lives by the warrior’s code of honor and carries himself with dignity and pride. He speaks politely to those who prove they’ve earned it which makes him many friends among his fellow warriors.
* Motivated - Kyo’da’s will is unflinching and when he has a goal in mind he will not stop until it is accomplished. No matter the risks or how long it takes, he will finish what he starts.
Weaknesses:
* Confident - The same thing that gives him strength serves as a weakness. Due to his never backing down from any opponent, it is not hard for him to either be overwhelmed by a group of enemies or to engage in battle with an opponent he cannot hope to defeat.
* Naiveté - Kyo’da is slightly naive when it comes to human nature. He can sometimes put too much trust in people which can get him stabbed in the back. Luckily it hasn’t happened yet, but the possibility is still there.
* Ignorance - When it comes to formal education, Kyo’da is lacking on all fronts. When it comes to education regarding the laguz, he is equally ignorant and has never seen one let alone observed one in battle… Save one, and she confounds him greatly.
Family:
Father - Alive
Mother - Alive
Sister - Alive
Brother - Alive, but missing
Equipment:
* Iron Broadsword
* Three vulnerary pouches
* Sword
* Hunting knife
Training History: Kyo’da began developing his own method of training when he was sixteen years old, and by the time he was twenty two he had perfected his methods and created a method of training to maximize his natural strengths and reduce his physical limitations. His grip strength and finger strength ensure that he never loses his weapon in combat, and if he does engage in hand to hand combat, if he gets ahold of you, you’re not getting away. He has trained his muscle endurance through extreme isometrics to a level unreached by anyone else, as his methods are a far cry from “traditional” and what is considered “functional”. However, his methods have proven very functional. He can hold a squat position for over an hour without so much as a single drop of sweat unless it’s hot outside. He can hold his sword out to one side with his arm completely straight for over five minutes before he feels any muscle fatigue. And thanks to his fast twitch training, he can lash out at opponents who are within or just at the edge of arms reach in less than a quarter of a second (unarmed of course).
Biography: Kyo’da was born in a village on the edge of the kingdom of Hewyn. His father was a local swordmaster working in the employ of the King and his mother worked in real estate buying and selling land to both local and out of town clients. Kyo’da is an only child, born and raised to be a swordmaster like his father and his entire early life was nothing but preparing for training. His father asked a friend of the family to teach him about the basics of hand to hand combat, and this friend was one who believed in a different methodology than that which his father did. Kyo’da’s training was designed not to break his limits, but to change them. Kyo’da’s master worked his body in unconventional ways to achieve an overall level of strength where no one part of his body was truly stronger than another. His punches are just as powerful as his kicks, and his kicks just as accurate as his punches. His sword work, as a result, became precise and clean, without any visible flaws save those inherent in every technique in existence.
Kyo’da’s social life and education was not very healthy growing up, having no school in the village he grew up in. He had a few friends who were also training as sword masters whom his own master pitted him against on a regular basis for sparring practice. A few other friends in the neighborhood were friends of the family as well, but outside that small circle of friends Kyo’da didn’t really have anyone. One individual in particular was a young woman named Dawn who became his closest friend throughout his early life. Dawn remained by his side at all times save during his training, and when they were together they were inseparable. By the time they were teenagers, they knew that they were in love and they began a relationship at age fifteen. However, tragedy struck when Kyo’da was nineteen, mere weeks after he proposed marriage to Dawn who had accepted his proposal. Dawn passed away peacefully on December 7th, 644 in the early morning of an illness which the local doctor never identified and Kyo’da holding her hand and weeping by her bedside.
After Dawn’s passing, Kyo’da became somewhat reclusive after losing the first love of his life. He managed to pull out of it, but he remained more quiet and soft-spoken for over a year before he returned to his former self once he accepted the incident as part of who he had become. The loss of Dawn left a permanent scar though, and to this day Kyo’da has had trouble opening up to women. This is especially true of beautiful women who show any level of interest in making a connection with him even if it is only as friends. His fear of losing his connections made him cautious about making too strong of one, though he eventually grew out of this by age twenty one and finally managed to rid himself to the outer fear of losing someone. He never really grew out of the deeper, buried psychological fear of losing love though, and to this day he avoids falling in love at all costs if he can help it. He is optimistic that someday he will find love, but he wants to make damn sure that it is real and with someone who won’t die on him, and for whom he won’t have to die and leave alone… A difficult task indeed.
Kyo’da’s formal training came to an end when he defeated his master in single combat at age twenty-three. He was then allowed to deliver the news to his parents who were ecstatic of his accomplishment. Even his father hadn’t managed to defeat this man in combat, and thus Kyo’da was then given the choice to forge his own path and live his own life outside of Hewyn if he so desired. He chose to become a wandering warrior with no master or alliances to tie him down. His father was a bit skeptical about this path, as many who walked it were known to lose their way and become nothing but sell swords without honor. Kyo’da ensured his father that he would not suffer such a fate, and that he would forge his path while adhering to the code of honor he was always taught to follow. His first stop was Beriax, where he learned of the people’s love of nature and their desire to protect it. It wasn’t long after this point that he heard of Hewyn having a political shift, and his parents lost their employment. Kyo’da returned to ensure his parents were all right, which they were, but they were screwed out of their livelihoods by politicians and nobility choosing to make asinine changes to the policies governing privately owned and operated businesses. Kyo’da grew to hate nobility and politicians due to this event.
As he continued his travels, he met many people and learned many things. Having not had a formal education, he became naturally curious and has adopted several points of view which he considers in line with his honor code as his own. The love of nature and the life which inhabits every corner of the world becoming one of his primary viewpoints. Proper etiquette for showing respect to all including those who are both older or younger than yourself. Proper ways to address nobility and how to use his mother’s sense of business to ensure that he is never short on coin though never acquiring it by anything less than legal and fair means such as trade. The one thing he had not learned about by spending time with other humans was about the Laguz. He knows of their existence, but he had never seen one nor had he ever spoken with one until a very special event. If given the chance, he knew that he would be willing to give them a chance to prove they are not the monsters that 99% of human people make them out to be. Only one person in his life ever thought the Laguz were unfairly judged, and that person was Dawn. Holding on to whatever he could of Dawn’s memory, he chose to adopt that view as his own. Meeting that Laguz not long after this point proved to that Dawn had been right, and Kyo’da began to develop his first relationship with the Laguz… albeit an unconventional one.
"All I have suffered through is nothing compared to what others are subjected to on a daily basis. I have no right to compare my losses to theirs, nor view their suffering as anything lesser than my own. My only desire is to see such losses reduced, as I am not so delusional as to believe they will ever disappear from this world. Not with how things stand now…“
Description: Sei’Rina is the personification of all things beautiful. Hair kissed by the sun, eyes as deep as the ocean, a full bust, slender waist, taught round posterior, and a voice as powerful and soothing as a Goddess. Sei’Rina has everything that any man, human or Laguz, would find attractive. Her hair is ash blonde and so silky and soft that it may as well be made of pure light. Her eyes are an interesting shade of ocean blue, with a slight undertone of violet supporting it which shines through mostly during nighttime hours. And her voice, as a Heron, is naturally as beautiful as any humanoid’s voice could be. But as a White Heron princess, it is even more so. Just listening to her sing quietly to herself in private without even singing Galdrar is enough to lift spirits and invigorate someone giving them a sense of renewal.
Sei’Rina has a slender, and mildly athletic build for a White Heron. Typically the White Heron females have little to no significant muscle mass, being very slim and delicate as their only real purpose in combat situations is to sing Galdrar for their allies from behind the front lines. But Sei’Rina, from years of traveling and acting as emissary for the Heron Tribe, has developed a relatively significant level of musculature and physical fitness. Because of this, she is able to keep pace with seasoned travelers. She doesn’t have the strength to wield weapons in any effective manner, but she has more than enough to protect herself in most situations. Her voice is still her most potent weapon, having learned all of the Galdrar, even forbidden Galdrar, as a child and, due to the trauma she suffered at the hands of humans, she is not afraid to use any of them. When singing a forbidden Galdrar, her hair tends to flare out around her and her eyes begin to turn red. So be afraid… be very, very, afraid.
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Date of Birth: December 6th, 627
Birthplace: Qu’aun
Current Location/Residence: Beriax
Height: 5’ 10”
Weight: 140
Hair Color: Ash Blonde
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Body Type: Slender/Athletic
Voice Type: Alto
Special Skills: Galdrar
Personality: Sei’rina is best described as “benevolent.” In every respect, she commands both the best and worst of someone who believes in the hearts of others and the kindness that all beings are capable of harnessing and practicing. However, this naive trait cost her dearly when she was twenty years old. Since that time, she has taken a more realistic take on the subject and believes in the hearts of those who show a desire for kindness right away. Those who do not show it, she avoids at all costs. Despite this, she remains kind to all whom she meets. Having lived through what is for her and her kind the worst tragedy of all, she knows what it means to lose everything except your ability to draw breath and all the pain that it brings with it.
She is also very intelligent, which helps her get far despite being a completely passive individual. Avoiding combat takes a keen eye and the ability to speak and communicate clearly and with confidence, as those who see a weakling will see a target. She is nobody’s target. Her attitude towards Beorc is the same as the rest of her race since the incident, and she instantly distrusts them unless they give her reason to believe that they understand what it means to treat someone else with kindness and respect. Once she gets to know someone and trust them, she will do all in her power to help them regardless of personal risk.
Lastly, and like all other Herons, she is calm and assertive. Despite everything that has happened to her, and despite all she’s lost, Sei’rina walks with pride and confidence in herself. Being able to walk freely among the beorc helps, but at the same time this confidence and assertive attitude comes from her own knowledge and understanding of the world on both sides (beorc and laguz) and that the hatred between them is unfounded. She knows that change can be made and that peace can be found. She knows that there is a way to bring the two together slowly and with time. The only thing she doesn’t know as of yet is how to accomplish the task.
Strengths:
* Galdrar - A “galdrar” is a song sung by the Herons which do a number of things depending on the lyrics. They can invigorate their allies who are tired and instantly ease their weariness, or they can dishearten their enemies to the point where they no longer have the energy to fight. They can return a warped mind to its original state, or even heal one close to death.
* Intelligence - Sei’rina is very intelligent and will avoid combat wherever possible. She uses her intellect to negotiate, maneuver through conflict, and find ways to solve any and all problems swiftly and with as little risk of injury as possible.
* Strong Will - Despite all that has happened to her and all she has lost, Sei’rina retains her unbreakable will to move forward and find a way to bridge the gap between beorc and laguz. Even at her lowest point in life, she found the strength to continue living and gave herself a purpose which nobody will ever take away from her.
Weaknesses:
* Weak - Sei’rina has low combat capabilities. She cannot wield beorc weapons well enough to engage or protect herself, nor can she transform to fight like other bird tribe laguz do because of the loss of her wings. In order to use her galdrar for her allies, she must be within a generally close proximity to them in order for it to be effective which puts her in very dangerous positions during times of strife.
* Easily Demoralized - Though her will to push forward in life is unbreakable, her short term confidence is far from it. Her confidence in herself and her ability to take on a problem can be easily trampled in the face of overwhelming opposition. This is incredibly dangerous for herself and others. If she believes, for instance, that a battle cannot be won before the battle even begins, she will refuse to take a single step on the battlefield for it is “hopeless.” The loss of her galdrar would come as a serious blow to her allies.
* Cannot Fly - Unlike the rest of the Heron tribe, Sei’rina cannot fly. Not anymore…
Family:
* Father - Alive
* Mother - Alive
* Brothers - Both older brothers alive
* Sisters - Both younger sisters alive
Tribe: White Heron Princess
Equipment:
* Vulnerary (x2)
* Medical Wrap
* Olivi Grass (x1)
* Training Weights (full set)
Training History: Sei’Rina was trained from a young age by her mother, the Queen, to use all the Galdrar of the Heron Royal Family. This included teachings of forbidden Galdrar, with intimate and complicated lyrics which held the power to do horrible things. Her mother wanted her to feel the difference in energy, and learn to compare those energies to what she felt and experienced in future encounters with humans. Learning these energy types early on helped her to feel no remorse when using these forbidden Galdrar, for she knows that if she uses them, it is because it is deserved.
Biography: Sei’Rina was born on the night of a full moon in winter in the laguz kingdom of Qu’aun. She was the first born daughter to the new Heron Royal Family after their ascent to the throne in previous years. Right away she stood out from the rest of her kind with her ash blonde hair ever so slightly tinted with a light peach coloration. Her ocean blue eyes were also unusual, as the rest of her family had green eyes save for one of her great grandparents who had blue eyes. But those blue eyes were thought to have been lost from the bloodline. Her birth was a greatly celebrated event, with many among the Heron clan bringing gifts and tokens of respect and admiration to her family. In the years that followed, Sei’rina proved that looks and presents from her people were not the only gifts she received from the Gods.
As she grew, she proved herself to be very intelligent. She learned to walk by the age of seven months and learned to speak in complete sentences by nine months. Her advanced intellect was a welcome sigh of relief for her family, as the younger of her two older brothers was born with a mental deficiency similar to autism. Sei’rina’s continued growth and development proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that she was a blessing for the family. By the time she was five she had learned her first galdrar by listening to her mother sing and imitating her despite not having received formal vocal lessons yet. This use of galdrar at such a young age was unheard of in the Heron tribe, as they usually don’t even begin teaching children to sing galdrar until age ten. But Sei’Rina’s natural gift for Galdrar convinced her mother to teach her everything.
As she grew, her body developed at a normal pace and she had numerous suiters even as she only approached her thirteenth year. Her natural beauty was beginning to show, her chest beginning to fill out, and her body beginning to show the maturing sings of womanhood. By age fifteen, her chest was quite voluptuous, and she had developed an hourglass figure with long slender legs and a taught round bottom. Her beautiful white wings had reached their full size with a total wingspan of just over twelve feet, and were her pride and joy. On many a day, she would wander the gardens flapping her wings as she went and floated briefly along the paths out of sheer joy of flight. They were truly her greatest love in life and she enjoyed no feeling more than flight. In Heron form, she would soar the skies above the trees, a welcome and soothing sight for all her people.
At age eighteen, she became an emissary for her family to other laguz tribes. She was escorted safely through human territory to visit with and discuss diplomatic relations between the Herons and other laguz such as the Cats, Ravens, and even the Eagles. Her sense of negotiation and diplomacy won the hearts of the other tribes and earned the Heron tribe much respect over the years as she continued her work. She believed that no matter what, she would be able to preserve the peace between the Laguz, but signs were beginning to come that the peace would not last. The growing hatred of the humans was mounting without cause, and it alarmed Sei’rina that it has grown so quickly. In only two years, from age eighteen to age twenty, even the hatred of humans towards her own tribe had skyrocketed without reason. The humans and laguz had not interacted meaningfully in centuries… So why the change?
Her answer came a few weeks after visiting the Hawk tribes of the mountains. On her way home her traveling convoy was attacked by a well armed gang of human bandits and mercenaries. All of her body guards were killed, and Sei’rina herself was taken as a prisoner, as well as being a prize. She was toyed with, beaten, and raped for several nights before the unthinkable happened to her. Realizing what a Heron of royal blood was worth, the mercenaries fought over who would get to sell her. However, they didn’t wish to rid themselves of the joy she’d brought them just for coin, so they settled on another course of action…
One one fateful night, August 15, 647… Sei’rina’s wings were cut off, and all of the joy her wings had brought to her and others… All of the beauty they shared with the world… Gone in one night.
Sei’rina’s depression led to a decline in her health, and she was eventually discarded near the outskirts of Beriax. The mercenary company believed she would not survive for much longer which would deprive them of their reward. She was left for dead near a river in hopes that perhaps a large carnivore would come end her misery, but instead she was found by a kindly old human man and taken to his cabin to recover. It took months of rehabilitation and care, but Sei’rina’s health finally improved and she learned how to walk without her wings. She’d had them since birth, and to walk without them under the sun was the worst feeling of her life. She was miserable, and only further depressed as she came to realize that her wings were gone forever. The comfort they brought her, the joy, the sensation of meaning and purpose… It was gone from her heart.
However, after a few heartfelt conversations with her rescuer, she realized and accepted that even without her wings she was still a proud member of the Heron Royal Family and a laguz. Wings or no, she was still Sei’rina. This revelation resulted in what has since come to be an unshakable willpower to move forward despite the depth of her physical and personal losses. Now, without her wings, she will never be the same individual she once was. Now she is stronger, more determined, and more resourceful. The experience taught her that naiveté kills those who believe too strongly, and so she now emphasizes caution around humans though she still believes that they have the potential to be trusted. Whether her hope will be rewarded or proven a folly remains to be seen, but she hopes that the goodness in the hearts of individual humans can still be counted on.
"Kyo'da is the only human to show me kindness and understanding. I shall stand by him until my dying breath. I may be Laguz, but I know the difference between right and wrong. I shall not abide those who seek to deliberately bring my kinsman to harm for no other reason than that they are Laguz!"
Description: In a single word, Rhe’sia can be summed up as “voluptuous.” She has a full chest, tight and narrow waist, full hips, and a taught round posterior. Her legs are long and muscular, tapering down gracefully into thin and delicate looking ankles (though they most certainly are not delicate in any way, shape, or form). Her slender waist forms around a softly muscled abdomen with a subtle six pack which is visible whenever she wears less clothing. Her chest is a rather curvaceous D cup, but remain perky despite their size. Her shoulders are soft though there is no mistaking the power her arms possess, and her neck is a similar story. Softly muscled, but easily visible for the strength it holds, she could easily suspend a one hundred pound weight from her neck with little difficulty.
She has incredibly long purple hair which she likes to keep tied in a ponytail. She believes that letting it go would cause it go everywhere. So instead she ties it at the base of her skull and again at the tip in a “cute” little bow to keep it all together so it doesn’t flare and catch on her legs. Her typical clothing when in her humanoid form usually consists of as little clothing as possible, as she bears a deep seated hatred for humans given the atrocities their kind have committed over the centuries. As a Laguz she stands tall and proud with her back straight, her chest up, and her head held high. Even when she is ashamed or frightened, she will stand erect with unflinching composure. Her bravery is well known throughout her family and her village, and she is one of the top warriors of her time among the Wolf Clan.
In her transformed state, Rhe’sia is a sight to behold on a new and frightening level. As a wolf, she stands over six feet at the shoulder and her body, from nose to tail, is nearly twenty seven feet long. She is one of the largest Wolf Tribe Laguz born in over two hundred years. Her fur is a deep gray with a purple tint, and her eyes glow an ominous golden hue. Her teeth are pearly white, but quickly turn red with the blood of her enemies whenever she takes to the battlefield. As a wolf, just the sight of her alone is enough to make her enemies tremble in fear and regret their decision to take to the battlefield against her. The only human who has ever stood against her and lived was Kyo’da, a human whom she has come to harbor deep feelings for though she will never admit it to his face.
Age: 33
Sex: Female
Date of Birth: October 19, 616
Birthplace: Waud Le’ Ahn
Current Location/Residence: Nomad, searching for Kyo’da
Height: Human: 5’ 10”, Wolf: 6’ 3”
Weight: Human: 145, Wolf: 750
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Gray
Body Type: Athletic
Voice Type: Alto (Listen to the Erica Shaffer version)
Character Class: Wolf Tribe Laguz
Personality: Rhe’sia can be described best as blunt, brutally honest, and forceful. She is a proud warrior, and she acts the part. She speaks with confidence, and whenever an argument breaks out she will raise her voice to project her point. When she knows she’s in the right, she will never let anyone have the last word. When she knows she’s wrong, she usually bows to whomever is in the right but will hold a small grudge until she manages to calm down and accept that she was wrong at a later time. Her process involves forgiving herself first, and whomever else was at fault later. Forgiveness from Rhe’sia is hard to earn, but if it should be earned she will always remember it.
Another side to Rhe’sia is her softer side. It is a side that she wishes was not there, as she finds it painful to attach herself to anyone or anything. Yet, she does so repeatedly. It is not hard to earn her care, even if she hides it outwardly. Kyo’da is one such individual who has earned a special place in her heart, and she will guard him with her life. Other individuals who have earned her care are the members of her family and her Clan, as well as a few other Laguz from other Tribes in the surrounding area. She pretends to herself that getting attached will weaken her, that it will somehow harm her ability to see and think clearly. However at the end of the day her own feelings for others burn very deeply in her breast and warm her heart though they often bring tears instead of tranquility.
Finally, her personality in battle. She is ruthless, tenacious, and highly cunning. Though she is a Laguz, she is an excellent strategist and can easily read the flow of battle due to how often she spends time in it. Be it sparring with her Clan, sparring with Kyo’da, or fighting bandits and other human who wander into her territory with intent to do harm to herself or others she knows, she always puts out her 110% effort. Against those whom she has visually seen to harm others whom she cares about, she will literally tear them limb from limb until both of their arms and legs as well as their head are detached from the body. When there are powerful human enemies such as mages or veteran warriors, she becomes excited and the thrill of the hunt takes over. She loses sight of allies and sees only her final target and will do whatever it takes to bring them down.
Strengths:
* Excellent Strategist - Very cunning and can observe the flow of battle with ease
* Physically Powerful - She is very strong, and her size contributes to this in her animal form
* Warm Heart - She cares for others easily though she pretends it’s a distraction and tries to avoid it
Weaknesses:
* Physically Large - Her great size makes her an easy target for any enemies in close proximity
* Hot Temper - She angers easily in combat and can get caught up in the tunnel vision effect
* Terrible Emotional Control - Her control over her emotions is lacking, hence why she sees her feelings for others such as Kyo’da as a distraction and a weakness despite the fact that she wants to understand why there is pain in her heart due to said feelings
Family:
Father - Or’and (Alive)
Mother - Veirra (Alive)
Brother (Oldest) - Shuresh (Alive)
Brother (Older) - Illsah (Alive)
Sister (Twin) - Rha’sen (Alive)
Sister (Younger) - Aeretha (Alive)
Sister (Youngest) - Pal’a (Alive)
Grandmother (Mother’s side) - Yil’de (Alive)
Grandfather (Mother’s side) - Laandur (Deceased, old age)
Grandmother (Father’s side) - El’ia (Alive, estranged)
Grandfather (Father’s side - Ferrelda (Alive)
Equipment: Nothing but the clothes on her back
Training History: Rhe’sia was trained as any Laguz would be: with tooth and claw. She was trained to fight from the day she could walk, and trained to be a survivor. As a member of the proud Wolf Tribe Laguz, she is enormously proud of her heritage and uses all of her lessons well. Taught to hunt, cook, strategize, and work well in a pack (or basic group), she has all she needs to survive burned into her very being. Her natural instincts as a hunter make her a deadly combatant, as any signs of fear, even suppressed, cannot escape her senses. Once she knows you’re afraid, she’s already won.
Biography: Rhe’sia’s parents met for the first time when Or’and moved from the Cat/Tiger nation of Risth’Ma. Having grown up there from a pup to an adult, he returned to his homeland and was welcomed into the Esh’ria Clan only after proving himself in combat with the Alpha, Tierr’en. Though he lost the fight, his tenacity in combat and his unwillingness to give in until driven to the point where it was literally his only option save for death, the Clan welcomed him and gave him a home to live in with Veirra’s family group. The two were in love almost instantly when they met for the first time the next day, and as they spent more time together they realized they held the same ideals. They both valued the strength of the family, of the Pack, and of the Clan. They both valued strength in battle, and they valued the Gods as well as their own place in this world. Their matching vision of a future life together was all they needed to confirm that they belonged together.
Within the year, the two were a pair by the blessing of the Alpha. Two years after their pairing, they welcomed their first child. Shuresh was a strong and healthy pup, and he was welcomed into the Clan and the family group with great pride and joy. Illsah was a similar story, but was slightly weaker than his brother and not as strong of a warrior initially though over the years he grew to equal him in most ways. The two brothers grew up together for a time and sparred/argued often, much to the approval of their parents. Fighting as a cub was an excellent way to build strength and battle prowess, as well as find their place in the family hierarchy. However, when Veirra fell pregnant with Rhe’sia, it was a surprise. The family panicked, as they were not ready for a third child and the Alpha hadn’t consented to the addition of a new member and thus the family dreaded the day of the birth. If the Alpha thought the child ill suited to the Clan, being born without consent, the Alpha would kill the infant.
However, on the day of her birth, everything changed. The Alpha was present for the birth and prepared to kill the child for the sake of the Clan’s stability, but when Rhe’sia was held for the first time her first action was to ball up her little hand and strike at the one holding her. Such was the ferocity of her fighting and struggling that the Alpha was instantly smitten with the infant, and could not bring himself to kill her. Instead, he turned to the parents and thanked them for bringing such a strong child and obvious warrior into the Clan. The parents were overjoyed, but a surprise came when Veirra went into labor yet again and a second child was born. By this time the Alpha was willing to let anyone tied to Rhe’sia into the Pack, and they took both children home. The two sisters grew up as twins, with the only real difference being Rhe’sia having slightly darker skin color and longer hair.
Rhe’sia grew up as a warrior, taking an instant interest in combat and finding a love of the battlefield and the thrill of fighting from the day she could walk. Her natural tenacity and ferocity in combat were the pride of the pack, and it was around her eight year of life that the Pack noticed just how quickly she was growing. By the time she was ten years old, she was already twelve feet from nose to tail and much stronger than her sister as well as all other pups in and around her age group. Rhe’sia even began to learn directly from the Alpha, who was the most powerful of the Clan. Training with him was her favorite activity, and she never hesitated to ask him to pull out all the stops and beat her down whenever she made a mistake that could cost her in a real battle. The Alpha’s pride soared upon hearing her willingly accept and ask for such harsh punishments when she made a mistake that could potentially cost her her life in a real combat situation. As they trained together, these harsh lessons resulted in her becoming, next to the Alpha, the most potent warrior in the Clan.
Rhe’sia was asked to become an emissary to the Lion Tribe Laguz when she was thirty years old. Relations with the Lion Tribe had been slowly slipping, and the Alpha wished to restore those relations and put them back on good terms. Along her route to the Lion nation, she encountered dozens of bandits and human mercenaries out hunting for Laguz pelts, claws, teeth, eyes, and organs. She tore them apart, abhorred by their atrocious behavior and desire for such violence against her kind. The next year, she encountered more of such behavior and continued to kill the offending humans hoping that she’d thin their numbers, but it was ultimately a wasted effort. As she continued to act as the emissary to the Lion nation, she began to hope for just one human to view Laguz as something other than monsters or trophies, and her wish was answered a few months later. However, she never expected what would follow… Not in a million years.
Upon her return journey, she encountered another group of human mercenaries hunting for Laguz trophies. However as she came upon the scene she noticed that one human was fighting against them. She watched the battle unfold from afar, and when the dust cleared the human who stood against the mercenaries was standing tall with blood all over his clothing. His blue hair and eyes caught her attention almost immediately, and she approached with caution. As she walked up to him, he noticed her approach and they faced each other. His weapon was at the ready, and she took that as a challenge and her temper got the better of her. She transformed and rushed him, but something amazing happened… He dodged her. A human dodged her attack, and worse yet he returned with a strike to her left rear leg with the flat of his blade which caused some discomfort but no real damage. She spun around and was prepared for another round when he put his hand up and asked her to wait.
She transformed back into her humanoid form and he sheathed his weapon so they could speak. She was less than friendly in her manner of speech, but he calmly affirmed that he held no prejudice against Laguz and that he wished her no harm or ill will. His willingness to disarm himself like that as well as the steady beating of his heart proved to her that he was telling the truth. When she reported back to her Clan about the relations with the Lion Tribe, she also reported to the Alpha about he strange human who fought for the honor of their kind and asked to further explore this human’s viewpoint. The Alpha was skeptical, but coming from the pride of the pack he was not in a position to argue. She followed the human warrior and tracked him a few days later to a campsite in the forest near to her home. She observed him calmly from the darkness in her animal form, and as she drew within a certain distance he called out to whomever was in the shadows to reveal themselves, placing his hand on his blade just in case. She transformed back to humanoid form and approached him slowly, and he released his grip on the weapon to allow her to approach peacefully.
The two of them spoke for a long time that night, with the warrior sharing his collected food and the warmth of the fire with her. His kindness and acceptance of her despite her efforts to evoke a negative and aggressive response out of him struck a chord within her heart, and she began to feel something new growing within her. As the human went to sleep, she watched him. His calm demeanor and the trust he put in her to watch over him while he slept like this was new to her, and it was oddly calming as well. She continued to watch him and listen to his breathing, and she began to suspect that perhaps staying with him for a time would open her eyes to another side of the human species. She was right. Before long, less than a week, she was glued to his side and found herself wanting to remain there. His courage and strength in battle, for a human, was inspiring to her. His natural kindness and willingness to help others even if they gave him no reason to was also an inspiration to her, but not the reason she wanted to stay.
The reason she wanted to stay with him was because of his honesty. Despite his being a human he was completely open and honest with her and didn’t hide anything from the way he felt about what his own kind did to the way he wished that the Laguz could see the better side of his race. His straightforward attitude and the sense of calm he displayed in her presence were what began to attract her to him, and against her better judgement she began to feel more warmth in his presence and found herself desiring it. Every time they were apart, her heart would ache and she would feel lonely until they saw each other again. Her life as the emissary to the Lion nation began to weigh on her and conflicted with what she wanted for herself, and so she asked the Alpha for permission to leave the Clan’s territory and search for herself. The Alpha was at first reluctant, but relented after a few days of persuasion. When Rhe’sia left, she bid farewell to her family and they wished her safe travels and that she would one day return to tell them of her adventures. With a happy nod, she was off, and that was the end of it.
Since then, she has been searching for Kyo’da as she desires to tell him how she feels in his presence and ask him what she means to him, if even he says ‘nothing.’
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