@EyerisYou got room for one more?
Name: Visel Epror
Gender: female
Species: She is a Theiren. The people of ice and mountains. They don't look it but Theriren normally live to be 170 and mature at a younger age as well. Theiren skin is a pale blue-ish color and is cold to the touch radiates off heat. Theiren people have a sweet smell like that of frosty flowers.
Strengths/weaknesses: Theiren are inhumanly strong, much more than the average human. Theiren people cannot be burned but will instead grow lather body heat. Theiren body's also have a faster internal healing system, metabolism, and alcoholic tolerance than normal. Theiren can smell and hear alarmingly well, as if they were dogs. Theiren bodies have a weakness to heat. If they get to hot for to long they get a terrible fever and grow frail. They get drained of energy to the point of death so have to constantly keep themselves cool with magic. But sometimes even magic isn't strong enough.
World of Origin: The planet of Draith is where her race originates. The planet of Draith is cold and wet planet and is almost always raining. Draith is similar to an mid evil earth. The planet is home to the Theiren race and thousands of animals. There is a strong magical presence on this planet and inside the race of the Theiren.
Are you a member of TRIDENT?:no
Are you one of those seemingly normal people?:no.
Body type: a busty slim muscular build.
Height: 6.2
Personality: courageous, lively, curious, protective, flirtatious, curious.
Sexuality: bisexual
Weight: 156 pounds without equipment.
Age: she is 24 years old.
Equipment: she wears a cloth skirt, a long grey strip of cloth wrapped around her bust, A black thin short cloak with a hood that goes just past her waist and wears it when she's not in combat. She wears pieces of heavy armor around her body spaced heavy armor from the picture (it is light to her do to her strength), and a sack of gold coins, and a canteen of oil water that seems to mever runout.(oil water is a black highly alcoholic beverage)
Weapon(s):
1. She carries a cursed great sword that is roughly the size of her body. It is the only sword she can use, if she were to use any other sword it would burn her hands. The sword is a little heavy even for her but she has no trouble carrying it. It's blade is sharp enough to cut apart other blades, and it itself never break. but to everyone else it's extremely heavy and dull.
2. She carries a dagger made of stone like metal in her off hand that she uses as a wedge for her unusual combat style.
Skills/abilities: do to her increase in strength she is relatively better at hand-to-hand combat, she is skilled and is a natural at sharp wepons, she knows and uses her own sword fighting style. She has a better sense of smell and hearing. Things that would be heavy to any normal person are a little lighter to her EX: 50lb for a normal person is around 20lb to her. Since she is Theiren her body regenerates and heals faster than a normal human as well.
Past: Visel had finally climbed her way to guardian rank in her village. This was a stupendous day for her, her family, and the village. They had a great celebration and feast in her honor. Her father had given bestowed upon her the family sword and right to marry within the village. She was greatly honored and happy. She had been training with the knights and protectors of her village go years now, and she finally made it.
A year latter she began to look for a spouse to marry and began to try cooking to see if she could win there hearts with food. But everything she made was foul and gross. She had never been good at cooking what made her think it was different now. One afternoon on patrol she witnessed the sky tear open and swallow her up.
Magic:
1. Midnight blade: she seems to form a black version of her large sword out of Her offhand knife which she uses to dual wield.
2. Ice make: She has the ability to control and make ice and snow. This power allows her to make pillars, wepons, surfaces like small bridges or stairs, and allows her to make and replace body parts out of ice.
3. Chained: a long chain sprouts from the hilt of her great sword that can be used for a verity of things.