Name: Tiazu Obu
Age: Approx 2300 yrs, from what she can remember.
Gender: Female
Personality: Subtly mischievous on occasion, and oddly enigmatic in others, Tiazu bears what is usually a regal composure. Though she can often be short tempered and spiteful, such things are not meant to last, less consequences for such an offense could be much more dire.
History: She was born by the teardrop of a woeful Sun, and that is all she can remember of her creation. Wherever she went, Fire and Fear came with her. Villages she drifted to burned, crops withered beneath the scorching sun, and calamity followed her no matter where she went.
Fear swiftly grew into hatred, and though they couldn't kill her, the Lord of the Land steeled his armies for an assault on what they thought was a Wrathful Goddess.
While armies attacked her and turned to ash in drovees, Priests that lay in the distant castle worked an ancient incantation, such a spell enraveled the Fox Spirit in a humanoid shell, rendering her mostly powerless, yet still stubbornly immortal. She was captured in her panic then, and was soon confined to the temple grounds, forced to pay for her crimes with an eternity of worship to the very Gods that created then little fox.
Crimes that she had absolutely no idea that she had committed, horrendous acts which were not of her individual will.
She only wishes for freedom to travel the world.
(F seeking pretty kuch anything. No Smut, Romance is fine. High Casual. ^^; )