Name: Calitha Shura
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Age: 30
Class: Warrior - Witch
Appearance: 1.79 meters tall, Calitha has pale skin and black shoulder length hair. She has piercing gray eyes and beautiful face that attracts a lot of attention when she appears in towns. That effect is somewhat diminished when they see the right side of her face. She has a long scar running from her fore head, through her right eye and down to her lower jaw. It has neatly healed so it's smooth, but quite visible. She has not lost that eye due sheer luck. On her neck could be seen a pair of dark tattoos that signify her affliction to the art of witchcraft. Additionally on her well trained body could be seen a great number of scars that no one really knows how she got. Her looks, her stance, the very way she walks gives of great deal about the fact she lived through the harshness of the unknown of the endless tunnels.
History: Calitha was born in the so referred 'Heart' of the new human kingdom, a coalition of a few big underground human cities that all obey the town in the center of them all – Helios. It possesses the largest sunstone found in human areas. She was born into a minor noble family that owed a great dept to a bigger one. She was bound to be 'offered' as a bride to the heir of the bigger family so the two families can become one... What a big load of nonsense that statement was. She was offered on a silver platter to them when she was merely 14 years old. The young Calitha was treated almost like a slave in every aspect. She was given old and nearly torn clothes, she was given less food than even the servants and she was abused every time her 'family' felt like it. It wasn't once or twice that she had to sleep with the dogs to warm herself cause she was thrown out in the cold dark. One day, she just couldn't take it anymore. She was 17 at that time and they were abusing her as usual, when one of the dogs tried to stop them and was cut down for it. Calitha's rage exploded as over the years those animals had become her only friends. Her arms morphed and grew bigger as great sharp claws and furs appeared on them, it was then that all realized she was a werewolf. She tore up everyone that was around before she finally calmed down. For that the family wanted her dead, but the 'king' couldn't really act on their demands as it was public knew full well how she was treated by them. That's why he simply banished her outside of Helios. Alone with no equipment and only the rags she wore.
She wandered a great deal between the known cities afterwards. Somehow she managed to survive despite the odds and one day she met a witch in one of the caves. The old woman took her in, teaching her the art of dark magic, before dying a few years later. Afterwards Calitha left the old shack, burned it so no one can desecrate the old woman's abode by pillaging it. Then she just returned to wandering, but now she was even less accepted in the known settlements. The moment they saw her neck, everyone simply began looking at her with disgust and fear and anger. She would stick around for usually just long enough to buy supplies before venture off again in the darkness. That's how she ended in her present location – Shezze. It was the last village before one enters the great unknown...
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Age: 30
Class: Warrior - Witch
Appearance: 1.79 meters tall, Calitha has pale skin and black shoulder length hair. She has piercing gray eyes and beautiful face that attracts a lot of attention when she appears in towns. That effect is somewhat diminished when they see the right side of her face. She has a long scar running from her fore head, through her right eye and down to her lower jaw. It has neatly healed so it's smooth, but quite visible. She has not lost that eye due sheer luck. On her neck could be seen a pair of dark tattoos that signify her affliction to the art of witchcraft. Additionally on her well trained body could be seen a great number of scars that no one really knows how she got. Her looks, her stance, the very way she walks gives of great deal about the fact she lived through the harshness of the unknown of the endless tunnels.
History: Calitha was born in the so referred 'Heart' of the new human kingdom, a coalition of a few big underground human cities that all obey the town in the center of them all – Helios. It possesses the largest sunstone found in human areas. She was born into a minor noble family that owed a great dept to a bigger one. She was bound to be 'offered' as a bride to the heir of the bigger family so the two families can become one... What a big load of nonsense that statement was. She was offered on a silver platter to them when she was merely 14 years old. The young Calitha was treated almost like a slave in every aspect. She was given old and nearly torn clothes, she was given less food than even the servants and she was abused every time her 'family' felt like it. It wasn't once or twice that she had to sleep with the dogs to warm herself cause she was thrown out in the cold dark. One day, she just couldn't take it anymore. She was 17 at that time and they were abusing her as usual, when one of the dogs tried to stop them and was cut down for it. Calitha's rage exploded as over the years those animals had become her only friends. Her arms morphed and grew bigger as great sharp claws and furs appeared on them, it was then that all realized she was a werewolf. She tore up everyone that was around before she finally calmed down. For that the family wanted her dead, but the 'king' couldn't really act on their demands as it was public knew full well how she was treated by them. That's why he simply banished her outside of Helios. Alone with no equipment and only the rags she wore.
She wandered a great deal between the known cities afterwards. Somehow she managed to survive despite the odds and one day she met a witch in one of the caves. The old woman took her in, teaching her the art of dark magic, before dying a few years later. Afterwards Calitha left the old shack, burned it so no one can desecrate the old woman's abode by pillaging it. Then she just returned to wandering, but now she was even less accepted in the known settlements. The moment they saw her neck, everyone simply began looking at her with disgust and fear and anger. She would stick around for usually just long enough to buy supplies before venture off again in the darkness. That's how she ended in her present location – Shezze. It was the last village before one enters the great unknown...
