"A mischievous troublemaker with a bite and hunger for mayhem."
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Basic Info
Name: Rida Blackclaw
Player: OmegaOnyx
Gender: Female
Nicknames:
Race: Werewolf
Class: Shaman/Battlemage
Alignment:
Deity:
Age: 19 (Cursed with Immortality)
Size: medium
Body Type:
Height: 6 ft
Weight: 180 lbs.
Complexion: Tan
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Blue
Handedness: Right
Scars: Minor scars across her torso, legs, and neck, claw marks across her back
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Sarcastic, impish, Quick-tempered, on-guard
Mannerisms: Smart-alec responses, fleeing from battle, destroying whatever she feels like
Likes: Nature, Solitude, Magic
Dislikes: Civilization
Sexual Affinity: Straight
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Description
Human Form: A tall, tan woman hiding blue eyes under bangs of silver hair. Her dreads tie up in the back, obscured by a headdress of red and white feathers, multitudes of wooden beads looped around every lock. A variety of leather pouches hang from her chest and belt all filled with assortments of minerals and herbs, all a mark of her medical practice. Crimson markings stained to her skin show her past tribe's glory, hidden under her ripped attire consisting of a coat, brassiere, tights, and leather boots, all black and worn out through her adventures.
Werewolf Form: A dark bluish-gray wolf bearing the same tribal marks as her human state. Her transformation undergoes an illusion like state, the human girl's colors fading into thin air before forming the wolf's silhouette in her arcane's crimson shade, smoke filling the beast into reality.
(Artwork will come soon)
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Connections
Friends- She has never gained any, even in her mortal years.
Enemies- Deceased or unknown, she never knew names
Family- The council of her tribe consisted of her father, mother, and 2 brothers.
Acquaintances
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Biography
Rida Blackclaw was an alpha of her tribe and was forced into the role of chief by custom, being the oldest child of the council. She grudgingly accepted, foolishly treating it like nothing of major. Even though she wasn't in favor of that responsibility, she continued her duties as a shaman, tending to wounds and warding away spirits. The mage took more interest in studying magic, finding favor in owning its power. Even when the council disapproved, Rida rebelled, hiding away from the village to practice.
An attack of vampires tore her home apart, killing away her army and setting ablaze to everything in sight. With the flames rising, everyone was separated, and Rida fled out of panic.
The lost mage visited their ancestor's shrine days later in hopes of guidance. An angered spirit named Daku answered, assigning blame to Rida for abandoning her leadership. The snarky girl argued with Daku, opposing the advantage over the unknown army of fiends. This retaliation infuriated the warlord, calling for a curse on the shaman.
"As you failed to lead your family, you will continue to lead yourself to failure!"
Immortality was bestowed to Rida, though without a tribe to lead and her family lost to her, she set out wandering the world, seeking what she could of her many years of living. She spent the next 150 years in solitude, running from hunters and bandits alike. Her practice never stopped, practicing the same art she always loved, though using its power to wreak havoc to anyone who dared held a weapon to her.
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Basic Info
Name: Rida Blackclaw
Player: OmegaOnyx
Gender: Female
Nicknames:
Race: Werewolf
Class: Shaman/Battlemage
Alignment:
Deity:
Age: 19 (Cursed with Immortality)
Size: medium
Body Type:
Height: 6 ft
Weight: 180 lbs.
Complexion: Tan
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Blue
Handedness: Right
Scars: Minor scars across her torso, legs, and neck, claw marks across her back
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Sarcastic, impish, Quick-tempered, on-guard
Mannerisms: Smart-alec responses, fleeing from battle, destroying whatever she feels like
Likes: Nature, Solitude, Magic
Dislikes: Civilization
Sexual Affinity: Straight
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Description
Human Form: A tall, tan woman hiding blue eyes under bangs of silver hair. Her dreads tie up in the back, obscured by a headdress of red and white feathers, multitudes of wooden beads looped around every lock. A variety of leather pouches hang from her chest and belt all filled with assortments of minerals and herbs, all a mark of her medical practice. Crimson markings stained to her skin show her past tribe's glory, hidden under her ripped attire consisting of a coat, brassiere, tights, and leather boots, all black and worn out through her adventures.
Werewolf Form: A dark bluish-gray wolf bearing the same tribal marks as her human state. Her transformation undergoes an illusion like state, the human girl's colors fading into thin air before forming the wolf's silhouette in her arcane's crimson shade, smoke filling the beast into reality.
(Artwork will come soon)
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Connections
Friends- She has never gained any, even in her mortal years.
Enemies- Deceased or unknown, she never knew names
Family- The council of her tribe consisted of her father, mother, and 2 brothers.
Acquaintances
__________________
__________________
Biography
Rida Blackclaw was an alpha of her tribe and was forced into the role of chief by custom, being the oldest child of the council. She grudgingly accepted, foolishly treating it like nothing of major. Even though she wasn't in favor of that responsibility, she continued her duties as a shaman, tending to wounds and warding away spirits. The mage took more interest in studying magic, finding favor in owning its power. Even when the council disapproved, Rida rebelled, hiding away from the village to practice.
An attack of vampires tore her home apart, killing away her army and setting ablaze to everything in sight. With the flames rising, everyone was separated, and Rida fled out of panic.
The lost mage visited their ancestor's shrine days later in hopes of guidance. An angered spirit named Daku answered, assigning blame to Rida for abandoning her leadership. The snarky girl argued with Daku, opposing the advantage over the unknown army of fiends. This retaliation infuriated the warlord, calling for a curse on the shaman.
"As you failed to lead your family, you will continue to lead yourself to failure!"
Immortality was bestowed to Rida, though without a tribe to lead and her family lost to her, she set out wandering the world, seeking what she could of her many years of living. She spent the next 150 years in solitude, running from hunters and bandits alike. Her practice never stopped, practicing the same art she always loved, though using its power to wreak havoc to anyone who dared held a weapon to her.