Grusk-
Ancient race characterized by a high affinity towards magic, and unique hair and eye colors. They were nearly all wiped out from the Last Crusade 300 years ago, a power move to take their magic enriched lands to use as resources. Very few remain, and of those few, along with any half breeds, most try to hide their existence. There is rumor of a Gruskan survivor of the crusade, who is now on a warpath to reclaim the lands stolen from them. They were once known as the Grandis Empire. Unlike the elemental affinities of other races, Gruskans had the ability to learn multiple elements of magic, as well as curses, rituals, and forbidden magics such as necromancy. Other races can do magic other than Grusk, but they require spell-books, runes, incantations, magic items, and chants and the like. Its just that the Grusk can do magic quite more effectively. They are higher tuned to magic thus can do much more complex magic as well as do it without items or chants and such.

Human-
Your standard mortal with an average affinity in all areas. They are the most widespread and common race seen across the world. A jack of all trades in the grand scheme of things, humans make up for their lack of affinity in numbers and craftiness. It was the Council of Man that declared the Grandis Empire a threat, claiming that they were hoarding their magical power to one day take over the rest of the known world. A staged attack was conducted to provoke the Grandis forces into a counter attack which wiped out an entire town. With this, the Council of Man aided by the other kingdoms and races, got their wish, and their overwhelming numbers soon overtook the Grandis empire. The largest human city is Portea, and though the Council of Man no longer exists to operate the city, Portea has become the trade capitol of the world and run by the merchant class.

Sylve-
The people of the Scar are quite pale and have long pointed, and interestingly movable, ears. Their military has been monikered as 'the reapers' for their affinity towards speed and agility which lends to the quick and brutal elimination of their enemies. Their fighting styles are kept a secret from the outside world and jealously guarded and they excel at the art of assassination. Few are born with the ability to summon forth wind. They live in the side of a canyon dubbed 'the scar' as a means to keep out of the heavy winds that sweep their lands, which is where they got their name. The spirit of the wind 'Sylph' is said to roam these plains. The bottom of the canyon is rich in resources as it gathers the constant rains.

Varuk-
The hardy race native to Killiman Desert. They tend to have darker skin tones and light colored hair, complemented by eyes with shades of reds and yellows. They have an affinity towards strength, durability, and endurance and are invulnerable to heat. Few are born with the ability to summon forth fire. With little resources they manage to stay alive in the harsh environment of this deadly desert. Hot in the day and frigid at night, if the scarce resources and environment doesn't kill you first, the creatures in the sands will. The Varuk is split into many small warring tribes, however, they have been known to band together in times of great conflict. Varuk are strong and hearty people, and they aren't as discriminatory as others. While they do respect strength, they could recognize other talents like being a craftsman or for example. The Varuk don't see value in coin, and despise merchants like the ones in Portea, but they love a good trade, so if one can make something of value, they would fit right in their society as well. Varuk women are held in high regard as well. If they are strong enough to fight, which they often can be, they are seen as warriors, but even if not, they are respected since they bear children and normally have to raise them when the warriors are away. There is actually normally nurseries and orphanages in tribes ran by women and elderly for children who's parents may both be away or deceased, and children once old enough are taught survival, battle, and hunting/gathering skills.

Isoli-
The race of people who live in the icy kingdom of Tundral. The Isoli people are one of the only other races that can use magic without magic items, though it seems to be limited to healing magic. A number are born with the ability to summon forth ice and are usually sought after in Tundral for the military. The queen of the lands has never been defeated in her home country. The unbearable cold and unrelenting military backed by their healers nearly impossible to overcome at the same time. They are characterized by blue tinted skin tones, the invulnerability to the cold, and either white or black hair, sometimes both! The Isoli are the only people to not have participated in the Last Crusade, stating it was none of their concern what the world outside their walls troubled themselves with if it does not affect their kingdom.

Transcendent (locked)-
Can be considered a type of half race, being that it is an extremely rare trait that can show up in any individual, regardless of race, as a sign of things to come. Usually referred to as harbinger. A child may be born every hundred years that signals the times to come. They are characterized by the outcome of their wings. A child with draconic black wings is a bad omen, while white angelic wings would signify good times ahead. A transcendent has the ability to fly or hide these wings in their body, though they painfully erupt from the user's back when needed again. A transcendent also has a remarkably strong soul that radiates energy from within. This power can be weaponized by storing it and releasing it by either casting it out or making contact with an object where the energy is gathered. However, overuse of this ability can wear down its user quickly and cause severe spiritual injury.

Beastmen-
There are a number of different types of beastmen that live in tribes all across Hitala. Each tribe having a different theme in animal or monster. the more pure beastman they are, the more monsterlike. However, they are compatible with other races and form half beastman types, though these are rarer and usually looked down on in society as 'mutts' as beastmen aren't normally seen as equal with the more 'human' appearing races. Some beastmen tribes do have specific forms of magic unique to their race and tribe.

Trantis-
A water city that has built itself in the calm waters of the Great Trantis Lake where the floating city gets it's name. There is a coastal area as well as a number of floating anchored buildings. The people here are highly adapted to the water, and are superior at swimming and diving, though most use various types of boats to travel around the town. Lots of fishermen, and is also supplied by a number of farms to the north of the city.

Salna-
A trade town just north of Trantis and across from the farmlands that both towns utilize. Originally just a trading hub for Trantis, Salna eventually became large enough to become it's own town with close ties to Trantis. Many of the goods come from Portea, which is the merchant capitol of the world, giving Salna a decent variety of goods. Most the items exported from Salna are the cloths and harvests of different goods from their farms.

Kalla-



A small and miraculously peaceful Varuk settlement that if people do visit the Killiman Desert to trade with the varuk, they would go there. Kalla is named after the tribe that lives there and they are possibly one of the strongest tribes due to being close to water and being strong enough to actually have an established town, albeit a small one. It does face it's fair share of raids, though they haven't lost a battle, they have lost people defending it of coarse, either by death or capture from raiding tribes. There is an arena where events and entertainment is held. Despite the ferocity of the Varuk in battle, great discipline is shown in the arenas as there is rarely a death that occurs in their competitions. Every ten years, a tournament is held here to decide upon the leader of Kalla, with the belief that a real leader will show their true colors in competition.

Portea-
The merchant capital of the world. This large city thrives on trade and innovation. This is where most of the humans in the world live. The town is heavily controlled by larger merchant families, with the wealthiest tending to have most the control on the weak governing forces there. Most law is enforced through payed officials and mercenaries, which also make up the bulwark of Portea's military power. Due to the number of wealthy merchants and their power in the city, it seems to be divided up among the different merchant families, with some places being a pleasant place to live, and others being quite oppressive. The city sees its fair share of greed and the evils it produces, but there are honest merchant families as well that try to make their area of control a haven for others. There are six prominent merchant families in Portea.

The Scar-
The scar is the name of the giant chasm in the northeast. To avoid the high winds of the plains surrounding the chasm, the Sylves made their home in the side of the chasm, building both bridges and a network of tunnels to reach their home, each heavily guarded. It is said that assassinations had always occurs in the world, but it was the Sylves that turned it into an art form, and in some cases, a trade. Their society is build on honor, loyalty, duty, and solidarity. These four core principals are drilled into all sylves at a young age. To betray ones countrymen would mean death or a life of servitude. The reapers serve as their military force, and although they are few in number in comparison to other military forces, it is a requirement for every citizen to be taught the art of the blade, in case of a large scale attack. Though when at war, the reapers have been known to kill nearly all major leaders through small pinpoint attacks or assassinations before any army was able to even reach The Scar's chasm. While the resources are scarce across the gray plains of their homeland, the bottom of the chasm is extremely resourceful and fertile, with farmland, forest and a lake at its bottom. The largest growth of plant and wildlife in the plains, is a forest of cherry trees southwest of the chasm, which is seen as a treasure to the Sylve people. along the outer boarder of The Scar, there are many outposts that watch for any signs of intruders.

Tundral and Midrill-
The capitol of the icy kingdom of the Isoli people. The Isoli are very shut off to the outside world around them save for the sake of trading. The giant Ice wall that surrounds their lands keeps invading forces from stepping foot on their lands, and the few who have spent the any time trying to break through it in previous wars only break through to have to cross a brutal winter landscape to even reach the capitol. The Isoli of Tundral pride themselves with their healing arts and magics, and often see themselves as superior to other races, including other Isoli who live in Midrill. The cold in these lands would freeze most other races after long periods of time, though the Isoli are fairly comfortable in these temperatures. The insides of their buildings are usually warm enough for a person of the other races to have a bit of a chill however, but they are a good deal warmer than the outside. The Queen of this land is rarely seen and spends her time in the palace. Her daughters are seen more often as they do tend to leave the palace often, though normally under escort, they still have made a decent relationship with the people. The Isoli are fiercely loyal to their royal family. Midrill, in contrast to Tundral, is fairly cool year round due to being close to the ice kingdom. It hosts a number of different races, though a large portion having Isoli blood. This town is mostly a trade hub between the world and Tundral, and the closest to the ice kingdom as most ever get.

Hundreds of years ago, the Grandis Empire was the leader in magic developments. It was predictable as the Grandis Empire was made up mostly of Gruskan people, who already had an affinity towards magic and lived on the most magic fertile land in the world. Many believed that they had used to be human, but the lands intertwined with their souls and gave them the gift of sorcery. Eventually, the Council of Man in Portea convinced the other kingdoms to become weary of Grandis's power, and under a false attack to bait the Grandis Empire to lash out, they were framed as being evil, which is all the Council of Man needed to make their case against the Grandis Empire and go to war. While Grandis was more powerful than the other kingdoms combined, they weren't able to hold off the insurmountable number of troops that attacked them. They found that their magic, which they mostly relied on in combat, was often too slow to cast to combat ranged attacks followed by an onslaught of blades. While the Grandis Empire did have soldiers, the Gruskan people's physical on average was weaker than most humans, let alone the few Varuk tribes that aided them. The few beastmen tribes that tried to help the Grandis Empire didn't have enough numbers to support them, and soon, the Grandis Empire fell. The Council of Man was already making preperations to put the magic rich land to use, however, the Grandis King had other plans. The King, in a final effort to not let the enemy win, cursed his lands, so that it would drive all non-Grukan people's minds mad with rage. He also 'purified' it, meaning that he drained the land of all its mana and magic, essentially killing the land and turning it into the dark forest seen today. With this surge in power, he destroyed his kingdom with his enemy in it, summoning forth a giant mountain that erupted from the ground, the likes of which no soul had witnessed before. He then sent whatever magic remained into the few Grukan people that were able to flee the Kingdom, making sure that they all had a piece of the homeland in their bodies to carry on for generations. This event went down as a defeat for both the Grandis Empire and the Council of Man, which was soon disbanded. The war was seen as a mistake, all the bloodshed with nothing to show for it, and instead was covered up in history as a crusade against a great evil. Only the ancestors of the Gruskans that escaped know the true tales of what happened, passed down by word of mouth for generations. There is naturally a large discrimination against the Gruskan people, and many use their magic to hide themselves in society, fearful of whatever fate may come their way if they were found out.

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Allanon grew up as a member of the wealthy Valentis family. He was the fourth son and grew up with less responsibility than his older brothers as they were the ones to take over the administrative work of their company. Early on he took a deep interest in swordsmanship and learned as much as he could from various tutors and mercenaries.

The day Allanon became an adult was supposed to be a celebrated day, however, his father and oldest brother had entirely unexpected plans. Debts were being called by the Calabris family, and instead of money they wanted Allanon. Apparently, his martial skills had caught the attention of their family head: Varic Calabris. If the Calabris family desired, the Valentis family could be completely wiped out by them, and Allanon knew this. This was the first time that he felt the burden of responsibility, although at the time he only felt trapped and betrayed.

Taken away from his life of freedom, he was brought to the household of the Calabris family and presented to Varic himself. Varic explained how he was seeking talented individuals to make an elite team to work exclusively for his family. Allanon would be one of seven, but first a six month intensive training session was required of all of them to test their potential. Allanon reluctantly agreed as he knew he had no real choice, and before long he had to forget his reluctance to survive the training.

He built a good relationship with each member of the team as they were sent on black ops missions for the Calabris family. Some were stealth retrieval while others were bloody executions. Each of them knew the price of failure. One member of the team: Marissa Faye was the beacon of light in their team. In spite of the often awful tasks they were sent to do, she kept their morale up. Allanon admired her for her attitude and as time passed they fell in love and eventually married. Instead of rings they had a matching pair of longswords made as a symbol of how they met.

At 40 came the worst betrayal. Considering them too old to be effective, Allanon’s team was executed by the Calabris family. At least they attempted to. A full platoon of mercenaries was hired to eliminate what had come to be known as the Ironblades. All government officials had been paid off to view them as criminals, and bounties were placed on each of their heads. The initial assault was defeated, but at the cost of two members of the Ironblades including Marissa. Her dying wish was for Allanon to do his best to create as much light as he could in this world, and he promised he would.

The Ironblades agreed to split up and go into hiding while making contact once a year to keep tabs. Over the next eight years two of the five remaining Ironblades were caught and slain. Allanon was the only one to remain in Portea the whole time. He started working as a vigilante and consultant for those in need in exchange for nothing.

Note: To hide his race from other people, Aerex uses a less powerful version of his Chameleon ability to make his hair appear blonde and his eyes a more normal green color.

General Information

With a skin as pale as delicate and pale the freshly fallen snow and a shoulder length hair to match, her name fits her appearance extremely well due to her intoxicating beauty.

Unfazed by the cold and harsh climates of Tundral, she is often seen wearing beautiful, and undeniably expensive dresses, matching her noble upbringing. Despite the beauty of the clothes she wear, all of them have one thing in common: they are custom made in order to not restrict her movement. The reason is not just for looks though. In fact, Maeve prefers those types of dress because she refuses to wear protective clothing such as armor due to them being 'ugly'.



Maeve might appear to be arrogant and cold at first, but once you know her better, it's clear that despite her whims and her attitude, she is in fact a pleasant person to have around and a valuable ally. She can also be surprisingly easy to approach if you treat her with the respect she demands. In return, she will also treat you with courtesy and respect (most of the times... probably...).
While she indeed cares about her allies, she has a small tendency to only see her own side of the situation and inadvertently thinking more about herself than about her allies and comrades.

Due to her noble upbringing, she had a very good education when young in many aspects, ranging from healing magic, fencing to even lean to control her innate gift to use ice magic (which she still has a bit of trouble doing it, becoming clear and apparent when she gets irritated and uncomfortable). Sophisticated, polite and educated, Maeve is a perfect noble lady... if you ignore her adventurous side, her thirst for knowledge and desire to see the world, that is.

It is no secret that Isoli do have a certain superiority complex to other races and this is especially true to Isoli from Tundral. Coming from Tundral herself and being the heiress of an influential and wealthy noble family, it's only expected for her to be prideful and somewhat spoiled and even a somewhat arrogant. Still, she is not inherently mean or cruel to her allies, even though she can sometimes be mean without realizing it. Regarding enemies, opponents or those she dislike though, Maeve can be surprisingly mean and cruel, both with her words and actions. Being an accomplished duelist, she has a tendency to look down upon opponents who don't have the same talent, skill she has or who do not present any challenge to her. On these occasions, her tongue is as sharp and deadly as her rapier's blade.



Maeve is the second child of the Orzhov family. A wealthy and influential noble family, with it's origins deeply rooted within Tundral's history. The prestigious Orzhov family has a history of producing brilliant individuals for the Isoli, ranging from talented duelists and ingenious strategists to even scholars and counselors who assisted the royal family themselves.

Unlike her older brother, whom will be the next head of the family, Maeve, for being both a woman and the youngest child was initially overlooked. Still, she was still a noble and thanks to the fact she was capable to use ice magic, she was treated better than just an 'extra' who wouldn't be able to be the head of the family. Thanks to that, she had a very good education since young, being taught of science, anatomy, healing and ice magic and even martial arts, which Maeve soon grown attached to, showing a promising talent for fencing. When Maeve began getting older, the eyes of the other family members quickly turned to her. Her talent, which was already frightening when young only grew further and further. After beating her instructor on a sparring match with only 14 years by using an original fighting style developed by her, she quickly became known as a genius duelist. Surprisingly enough, not only she showed excellence at fencing, but she quickly shown herself to be a prodigy in the studies as well.

Even though Maeve had already surpassed her older brother in most aspects, the Orzhov were a very strict and traditional family, and as such, nothing she did could change the fact that she would never be in the same position as her older brother. She knew she was better. She deserved much more than to be married to another noble and just become a housewife. Her brother wasn't able to win against her in a sparring match not even once and she had something that no matter how much he tried, he wouldn't be able to copy... She was graced with the gift of ice magic.

Using her ice magic in interesting and subtle ways, she was praised for her ability to finely control said element, despite still not being able to fully make use of her gift yet. That, coupled with her skill with a rapier made her almost unbeatable in a duel.

Despite all that, Maeve grew tired of just living in the Orzhov family's mansion. There was no one who was capable to beat her in a duel or even capable of giving her a worthy challenge. Most of the instructors couldn't teach her anything. The routine was the same, every single day other than a few noble events where she had to go due to her family pressuring her because her brother was 'too busy'.

As the time passed, Maeve simply wasn't able to hide her dissatisfaction anymore. If there was nothing more for her inside Tundral, then maybe she could find something outside. But before that, she would have to make preparations. She needed to make connections to other noble families and find people to support her status as a Noble. Luckily for her, there was already a path laid in front of her to thread, by her parents nonetheless, who always wanted her to serve the royal family. Thanks to that, she was able to gather enough influence and recognition by herself so neither her older brother nor anyone could deny her status as a noble. With the only problem already out of her way, she was free to do whatever she wanted since wealth wasn't really a problem for her.

Little did Maeve knew that she would get dragged into something much bigger than she was imagining after she left Tundral...



Other than her fine dresses, all of them made to be beautiful and elegant but not restrict her movement (They happen to be somewhat revealing due to the hot climate outside Tundral), the only weapon Maeve carries is a beautiful rapier, named Hrím. With an intricate handle and a blade made of a special, enchanted white steel, almost as white as Maeve's hair, it is both a beautiful and deadly. Due to the way it was forged, it's blade and handle are dangerously cold to the touch. It can only be wielded properly by those who can use ice magic.



Hrím (Hoarfrost in Old Norse): Thanks to her ice magic and her unique rapier, Maeve's strikes can lower one's bodily temperature and sap their stamina. The wounds caused by her blade often make target's skin and flesh around the wound have an almost blue color due to the frostbite and the cold burns.

Winter's Fang: When using this technique, Maeve's strikes leave a trail of ice, similar to a small ice blade in the air as she swings her rapier, freezing the very air around the blade as it passes. Upon hitting an enemy with this technique, instead of bleeding, both skin, flesh and blood alike around the wound are completely frozen, further lowering her target's bodily temperature, sapping their stamina and making it painful to move.

Maeve can also use a variation of this ability, creating a slightly thicker ice trail in the air in order to deflect blows and projectiles aimed at her.

Jack Frost: An ingenious use of her ice magic. Maeve creates a thin layer of ice in the ground around her, making it much easier to detect possible enemies, both by the noise of the ice layer cracking and the footprints on the ground. It also significantly decreases the temperature on the affected area, enough to make one's breath visible.

Winter's Kiss: Once again a product of Maeve's ingenuity and unique technique, she coats her blade with a thin and brittle ice layer which constantly recovers itself after shattering.
Upon striking an enemy, having her attack blocked or blocking an attack, this thin ice layer breaks, transforming into hundreds of thin ice needles. While the wounds inflicted by them are only superficial cuts or even piercing one's skin before melting due to their bodily temperature, they are still painful due to the wound itself, the thermal shock and force her opponent to protect their eyes. Despite the almost negligible damage a single needle can cause, hundreds of them flying at you again and again during a fight can severely hinder one's fighting capabilities.

Frozen Bloom: Unlike other techniques created by Maeve, this one is undeniably more cruel. Using the frozen wounds caused by Winter's Fang, Maeve can control the frozen ice and flesh, either making them slowly expand, freezing everything inside over a long time or instantly freeze an area around it, making the ice expand violently, taking a form similar to a rose made of ice and frozen blood, giving the name to this technique.

Both uses of this technique are extremely dangerous, while the first one takes time to be effective and it's not painful at first, unless the opponent manages to either flee or somehow cancel this technique, their defeat is guaranteed.

The second use, while it instantly damages an opponent causing great pain and big damage to the affected area, it's effect is local and it doesn't expand slowly like the first type does.

Name: Inquisitor Chihiro Aozaki

Age: 312

Race: Naga

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Personality: From her childhood and as a byproduct of her magic, Chihiro is a very strong personality that tends to act with authority and decisive action. Despite her long life, relative to most everyone, she approaches life with a zeal and curiosity one could only imagine for the most dedicated scholars or most inquisitive children. This leads her to travel and get into many events and situations, giving her a wide breadth of knowledge.

Her faith in herself and her order creates a nearly obsessive desire to root out and eliminate enemies and evil. She wishes to bring people to her side by showing them the strength of her will and the kindness of her help. She follows her order's tenets, but they allow for a certain amount of flexibility to respond to changing times and situations.

Chihiro is not opposed to violence at all and will even interrogate as necessary to obtain information. Her truth venom helps in this endeavor. She hates lying and hiding the truth from others. Those that consistently lie to her will find themselves tied up, dosed with truth venom, and interrogated until they tell her what she needs to know. Harming innocents is absolutely disallowed around her. Forcing innocent and/or good people to do things against their will, like slavery and indentured servitude, will bring her ire down upon the perpetrators.

She never accepts money for her services but will graciously accept other gifts. Chihiro will go out of her way to help a friend and gives them gifts often. She will also refuse any sort of nobility, title of similar weight, or land given. She has no interest in serving anything but her order and own will. She does not view evil as a permanent state under most circumstances. Any evil that can be redeemed and brought back to the light of good will be helped and taught to become good once more. Any evil that cannot change or refuses redemption will be eradicated. If she cannot save someone, she will avenge them.

Her inability to age, constant traveling, and lack of ties to any location but her monastery leads Chihiro to view romantic attachments as fleeting. Lovers will die eventually or the love will fade. She views this as a natural cycle of the world and expects her lovers to understand that. She also has no qualms about more than one lover. After all, love is fleeting and should be enjoyed as it comes.

Bio: Born to a naga inquisitor in a monastery hidden away in the mountains surrounding the Abysal Valley, Chihiro spent the first 62 years of her life training to become an inquisitor of the order. Her order, the Flores Sororibus Serpentis (Sisters of Serpent Blossoms), follows a code of conduct that many would find unusually active. This leads to their members leaving and working in the world often. Since all are nagas, only death by means other than time can claim them, so the inquisitors are eternally moving and trying to make the world and ideal place. Chihiro took the tenets to heart as she developed into an adult. She trained with weapons and her own magic, honing herself into a warrior of good. As a young girl, she heard of the massive war and the aftermath. She never saw it herself, but this further solidified the need of her order's intervention in her mind. Her training doubled as she desired to become a veritable one woman army of good.

Once she was old enough and had become strong enough to transcend the title of Sister and become a full inquisitor, Chihiro left her home to explore the world. She would come back as time presented itself, but she always left soon after to resume her work. Her travels took her around the entire land, leading her to gain a massive store of knowledge and make and lose many friends. She has been involved in events ranging from small plots to full scale wars. Once her work is done, she silently disappears to the next location.

Along the way, she encountered heroes of old and made friends with them. One such man was Jeevak. He was a Gruskan man with a noble goal to help his broken people. Chihiro took a liking to his desires and began helping him with it. They became close friends for a while, but Chihiro saw him change. The desire for reparations and revenge began to eat at her old friend until her lost sight of his goal. She left his company when she couldn't tolerate his extreme goals. After leaving, she resumed her travels and assistance. 250 years have passed since she began her quests and she has become somewhat of an urban legend. Some people recognize her disguised form from stories of old. This led her to have a far easier time in many cases when she needed help or information. This expedited her work, leading her to have a free moment to return to her monastery. So, she decided to head into Kalla. There, she heard about an odd attack on a dancer and a commotion as volunteers were called, so she slipped into the crowd, hoping no one recognized her, and planned her next move.

The tenets are simple and the first lays groundwork for the others:
1. Act in the world with flexibility and dignity.
2. Spread good anywhere you can, helping those in need.
3. No individual is innately worth more or less than another.
4. Evil is a blight that can be redeemed or destroyed. Always redeem before destruction.
5. Innocent life is precious. Do not kill or harm innocents. Any harm must be repaired directly by the one who harmed.
6. Free will and equitable distribution of resources leads to stability and cohesion. Do not suffer a tyrant nor allow people to go without the means to survive.
7. Be a shining example of what can be achieved. Act with dignity, kindness, wisdom, and swiftness. Do not neglect your body, mind, or appearance.

Equipment:
Dual Korean Fighting Fans: Mastercrafted and adorned with beautiful etchings, gilding, and feathers that conceal the blades within, a gift after she became an inquisitor and often coated in her neurotoxin
Barbed Chigiriki: Flail with barbed chain and head to entangle and strike enemies while ripping flesh
Feathered Spears: Carries a quiver full of them, heads are sharp with two backward facing barbs to make removal increase damage to the target. The feathers impart spin and stability in flight.

Abilities:

Ageless: Following full maturity, naga cease to age physically, so until another means of death comes, they will continue living.

Shapeshifting: Naga can innately shapeshift between a fully humanoid form and their true naga form at will. Clothing can be altered in this change, though it reverts to its original appearance if removed. If desired, the naga may retain their fangs and venom.

Fanged Serpent Venom: Naga canines are elongated and have small tube structures in them. Above their soft palate and nestled behind their molars are five venom producing glands. This venom varies in use and potency among naga and more than one venom type can be present. Chihiro's venom either produces an effect similar to a truth serum or will act as a potent neurotoxin that induces short term paralysis. The toxin does not progress to stop major organs, so the victim remains alive.

"Divine Power": While not actually divine, naga magic focuses upon force of will and faith in oneself rather than material components. A naga that is demoralized or otherwise has their confidence broken finds magic harder to perform. If the naga ceases to believe in themselves at all and lose interest in exerting their will upon the world, they will cease to access their magic. The reverse is also true. A naga's magical power grows with their belief in themselves and the force of their will. Restoring a naga's faith and confidence will return their magic.

Extra notes: Due to her size in natural form and polymorph retaining the strength from her natural form, she is physically much stronger than most races. Her magic increases her own abilities and capabilities or self-heals. It is mostly transmutation type magic with a couple abjuration type spells to provide barriers.