Post by Mari Avari on Mar 14, 2017 4:39:28 GMT
 | Mari Avari
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PERSONALITY
Cheerful +
Dependable +
Optimistic +
Observant +
Secretive ±
Extroverted ±
Loud ±
Outspoken ±
Flirty ±
Selfish -
Manipulative -
Treacherous -
Liar -
Dependable +
Optimistic +
Observant +
Secretive ±
Extroverted ±
Loud ±
Outspoken ±
Flirty ±
Selfish -
Manipulative -
Treacherous -
Liar -
HISTORY
She was born in Pendrago to parents who were in a guild of thieves. With them, she learned how to live as a thief and how to fend for herself. She spent most of her life with them, obeying their rules and stealing with them when she needed to. But unlike the other guild members, she only learned to trust in herself. She had no loyalty in the guild. Not even a smidge. But she knew she needed them for her survival, as there typically isn't much a thirteen year old could do on their own.
Skip ahead three years, and she finally decided to leave the guild. She snuck off sometime during the night. She had learned enough from them to know how to defend herself, how to use essential traveling items and most importantly, how to steal for herself. She ended up in Ladylake, becoming a con artist for a short while until she was sold out and had to leave the city. She eventually joined up with a traveler as his personal body guard, if only to have someone to use as decoy should she come into contact with Ladylake authority again.
And she did end up using him as a decoy the moment they came across some Ladylake soldiers that recognized her as the con artist that went around preaching the name of Maotelus in order to gain a few thousand gald from each victim. If they were foolish enough to believe she could communicate with Maotelus, then they deserved to get robbed. Just her opinion.
Fast forward by a few days, and they found her. She grew angry, very angry. Being stuffed in a jail cell is not something she wanted. After all, who would want that? She was greatly outnumbered, but she still did her best to put up a fight. And during that fight, she could feel her rage pumping inside of her, and her malevolence was starting to quickly burst out of control. That's when she became a daemon. Her strength and agility had improved greatly, and she used that to her advantage. She didn't realize the use of her claws until after, however. She didn't want to go to jail, and she'd get what she wanted. That's how it played out in her mind.
After that rough fight, she left with some wounds, but they'd heal eventually. And they did. She's been on her own since then, seeking out her own self indulgent pleasures. And when it comes to sharing, the less she has to, the better.
Skip ahead three years, and she finally decided to leave the guild. She snuck off sometime during the night. She had learned enough from them to know how to defend herself, how to use essential traveling items and most importantly, how to steal for herself. She ended up in Ladylake, becoming a con artist for a short while until she was sold out and had to leave the city. She eventually joined up with a traveler as his personal body guard, if only to have someone to use as decoy should she come into contact with Ladylake authority again.
And she did end up using him as a decoy the moment they came across some Ladylake soldiers that recognized her as the con artist that went around preaching the name of Maotelus in order to gain a few thousand gald from each victim. If they were foolish enough to believe she could communicate with Maotelus, then they deserved to get robbed. Just her opinion.
Fast forward by a few days, and they found her. She grew angry, very angry. Being stuffed in a jail cell is not something she wanted. After all, who would want that? She was greatly outnumbered, but she still did her best to put up a fight. And during that fight, she could feel her rage pumping inside of her, and her malevolence was starting to quickly burst out of control. That's when she became a daemon. Her strength and agility had improved greatly, and she used that to her advantage. She didn't realize the use of her claws until after, however. She didn't want to go to jail, and she'd get what she wanted. That's how it played out in her mind.
After that rough fight, she left with some wounds, but they'd heal eventually. And they did. She's been on her own since then, seeking out her own self indulgent pleasures. And when it comes to sharing, the less she has to, the better.
OTHER
Her claws can extend and retract as she pleases, and they're as strong as steel so having them break isn't a worry of hers. However, they can't go over four inches long.
PLAYED BY Volk
Wolf & Spice; Holo
TEMPLATE MADE BY SIFR OF WICKED WONDERLAND © 2015
