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The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

^{Interactions: Morgana Faith @King Cosmos, Micheal Crane @BigPapaBelial
Mentions: Amanda @Kumbaris}

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Completely distracted from the previous matter she was discussing about, Faye silently watched the ritual Micheal was performing. Curiously, she listened to the drums and the chant as the magic around them swirled and pulsated to the tone. It was different than the calculated, straight circuits of Morgana's gloves, it was much more... primal and natural. Surprisingly enough, while not exactly the same, it was much closer to the way the Fae manipulated magic than it was from modern human magic. Where most people would see the beauty of the ritual, the music and the chant, Faye saw and felt a spectacle that few humans could watch. With the ritual over and Micheal sat down, Faye saw the effects of the ritual, making magic traces glowing and visible to anyone.

"It was wonderful!" Faye said, moving closer to Michael with a smile on her face.

"It's interesting, your ritual is closer to how the Fae manipulate the magic than most modern human spells are. It was truly a spectacle to watch." she said, praising him.

With that part done though, they still had to solve the issue of the small girl's ghost. Fortunately, Amanda soon arrived with Madeleine. When Madeleine mentioned a demonic ritual though, Faye got a bit restless. While she knew it would be nothing like the terrible magic that she felt from the leviathan but it was still very... uncomfortable for her.

As Madeleine started the chant, Faye couldn't help but give a feel a chill going down her spine as demonic runes slowly started to glow. It was a magic that was much more... forceful and brute in feeling than Micheal's ritual. Not only that but the very origin and essence of demonic magic was contrary to her own. Sure, it was not such an aberration as the magic coming from the Leviathan but it was still very uncomfortable and disconcerting for Faye. When the demonic ritual was finally done and the door to the underworld, as explained by Madeleine herself, formed, she extended her hand towards the small girl's ghost, offering to take her to see her parents one last time.

"That was very uncomfortable..." Faye said, putting her arms around herself as she felt a shiver run down her spine, looking at the door Madeleine had summoned before quickly looking away.

Avalia

Time: 9am
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: Rosaria @Potter, @princess Annya , Raven @Tae, Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos@princess Sophie, Saoirse @Potter, Kharne @Kazemitsu

With the warning delivered, Nuallán swiftly went back to his position nearby the two princesses, still keeping a vigilant eye on the few humans that were causing trouble. Fortunately, Caelan and the black haired human seemed to be the only ones acting in such a way, with the other humans even expressing their appreciation to the words Nuallán said, such as Ismael, who had thanked him and the quiet girl, who seemed to like his words so much to even applaud him. While he knew that both humans would probably be rather troublesome to deal with, he still was glad to know that at least two of them appreciated his efforts to keep things civilized and in order and the other humans seemed to understand the warning he gave. Giving a discreet nod towards Ismael, thanking him for his appreciation and jokingly giving a small, theatrical bow to quiet girl with a smile, Nuallán continued looking at both Caelan and the dark haired human. Not only the two of them had openly displayed hostile actions against the two princesses, the dark haired human was still armed and weaving his dagger around.

As the rest of the humans helped themselves to the clothes that were provided, with the females entering the curtains that were asked by Princess Annya per their request and brought by a maid and after a few words from Princess Annya to Caelan, who was perhaps the better one among the troublemakers, Nuallán gave a discreet nod, greeting Kharne as he spoke to Princess Annya.

When Nuallán thought things would calm down though, the dark haired human decided to continue with his little show, despite the situation he encountered himself into and the delicate warning that Nuallán himself gave. While the words he say would leave any other person lose their composure, Nuallán simply looked back at him, unfazed by the human's provocations as he continued to shout and insult those around him. While he didn't really care of what the human said to him, his arrogance, his hostile, uncivilized behavior and the complete lack of respect towards the princess were things that he wouldn't tolerate. While he walked around, it was clear by the way Nuallán was moving that the human had crossed a line he shouldn't have.

The very moment the dark haired human finished, before Nuallán could say anything, Princess Annya, who also seemed to be tired of the dark haired man's insolence began speaking. With a furious tone, she approached him, chastising him for his actions and speaking her mind regarding how he was acting. While Nuallán agreed with every word she said, knew how enraged she was and he knew exactly how skilled she was in combat, he still maintained close distance to him, worried he might try doing anything. As she finished, finally calming herself down, Princess Rosaria began speaking too, being way kinder and way more understanding than the human deserved, despite everything he did. When she was about to finish, a soldier interrupted her, whispering that the dark elves had begun to move and that they needed to leave now. Gently tapping on the dark haired male's hand, Princess Rosaria called him, Caelan and the quiet girl to follow them as she turned away.

"Certainly, Lady Rosaria." He said, with a respectful bow before turning towards Annya.

"Please, be careful as well, Princess Annya." he said with a bow.

The very moment Rosaria turned away, Nuallán moved closer to the dark haired male, swiftly and almost in an imperceptible manner, he moved in a way so the human would know that he couldn't escape him as he began talking to him in a low tone, only for him to listen.

"It seems you are under the impression that you occupy some kind of grand and important position, Human... Let me clarify, you were never in a position to order me around in the first place." Nuallán replied. If the change in his tone and even the way how he wasn't treating the human as a guest anymore weren't a clear enough indication that the human was now walking on thin ice, the fact that Nuallán was clearly moving himself in a way the dark haired man was always within his reach made it even clearer that the human could in fact die if he did any wrong movement.

"Do not mistake me for a common servant and do not mistake servants for slaves. The only ones in the entire kingdom who can give me orders are the Royal family, whom my own family serves and protects with pride since times immemorial." Nuallán continued, getting closer to the dark haired man, his eyes fixed on him almost in the same way a predator has it's eyes on it's prey.

"You were a guest, until the moment you rejected and stepped on the royal princesses' hospitality and goodwill, instead pointing your dagger at them. Now you are an inconvenience. A threat? No... Both of the princess do not need me to deal with someone like you. Still, I would gladly do so if that means they will not get their own hands dirty." Nuallán continued.

"This will be my last warning, human. Do not test my patience or mistake my politeness for passiveness. The next time you show any type of hostile behavior, no matter how small it may be, not even Princess' Rosaria's kindness will save you. I will be watching every breath you take from now on." Nuallán finished, moving away to the spot he was a moment ago before Princess Rosaria finished grabbing the bags that Annya had prepared for the humans.

Getting ready to leave, Nuallán moved towards Princess Rosaria's side as she left the castle, being greeted with a breathtaking view, almost as a sad reminder that they wouldn't be able to enjoy such view in tranquility for a long time. Smiling back kindly towards Rosaria, Nuallán couldn't help but be worried for her. While he knew princess Annya had a personality and a temper that were much more adequate to times of war, Princess Rosaria was different. He knew how determined and intelligent she was and how she was ready to do whatever it took for the kingdom and the people, but Rosaria was also overwhelmingly kind... And he knew that more often than not, such kindness had no place in times of war.

"The quiet human girl, she somehow remembers me of you when you were younger, my lady. I think you might enjoy her company." Nuallán said, standing besides her with a smile on his face.

"That said, I urge you to be careful around the dark haired human, Lady Rosaria. You do not need to suffer his insolence and rudeness. He does not deserve your kindness." he said looking to her with a worried expression.

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Time: Prior Evening => 9am
Location: Daka Island's Forests
Interactions: Vrexen, @FunnyGuy
Mentions:

Getting closer to the border of the forest, with the trees and the foliage not as dense as they were, Myra moved cautiously, not wanting to be discovered by any dark elf as she investigated her surroundings. The bad feeling that started when she saw the dark elves speaking in the sky was still with her until now, almost as if urging her to be careful. After a bit of walking though, Myra suddenly heard a noise coming a dozen meters ahead in the forest, together with an unfamiliar scent.

Using her camouflage, Myra sneaked closer to the strange scent, until she was met with a strange creature that was talking to itself. With sharp claws, gray skin and horns, the creature had a rather dangerous look, which contributed even more for Myra to not approach it outright, instead simply watching it from a safe distance while using her camouflage to hide herself. While the creature seemed to be a bit confused... or maybe thinking at first, it suddenly leaped forwards beginning to run on all fours towards north. Surprised with the sudden movement, Myra began running after it, still curious about what that creature was. While it wasn't exactly silent as it ran, instead being almost the exact opposite, it was undeniably fast. With her camouflage making her only somewhat transparent, due to the speed she was running, she continued going after the creature, sometimes running behind it, sometimes besides it, in a safe distance away as she curiously watched how it ran and how it moved in an agile, dexterous manner despite it's size and muscular build.

Avalia

Time: 9am
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: Rosaria @Potter, @princess Annya , Raven @Tae, Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos@princess Sophie, Saoirse @Potter, Kharne @Kazemitsu

Nuallán continued silently observing the humans as they reacted with each other. One of the other female humans, a purple haired girl, seemed to be too distracted drawing to even realize what was happening, much to Nuallán's surprise. Curiously, she just continued to draw almost as if nothing had happened, only realizing that something was different with her surroundings after some time, reacting in a surprisingly soft, calm and delicate manner despite her confusion. While there she was certainly no warrior, Nuallán appreciated how composed she was and how she reacted instead of screaming or being loud like some other humans.

It was on this moment that Lady Rosaria called his name, after greeting Ismael, asking him to get the clothes Princess Annya had prepared for the humans on a small rolling cart just outside of the room. Additionally, she also asked him to bring back a pair of shoes for the purple haired girl who was too distracted to notice what was happening until now. As Rosaria approached her, Nuallán couldn't help but think that she would probably enjoy that particular human's company. It would be probably for the best if the purple haired girl went together with Rosaria too, as Nuallán knew that Princess Annya would probably have neither the patience nor the desire to deal with that girl, let alone guide and teach her.

"Certainly, my Lady." Nuallán replied, giving a few steps forward, presenting himself with an elegant bow to both Rosaria and Annya, who smiled at him when Rosaria called, before swiftly getting out of the room to fetch for what was asked.

It only took a few seconds until Nuallán was back inside, bringing a small rolling cart, which a number of different clothes of different styles for the humans to wear on the upper tray and on the bottom one, a few pairs of shoes in case they needed. The moment he entered the room though, he was met with quite a chaotic scene. One of the humans, a black haired, dark skinned one, had pulled out a knife and was shouting and cursing as he continued to randomly point his dagger at the people around him, including the other humans. Other than that, Caelan, who had introduced himself before also started making a scene of his own, disappointing Nuallán who had silently commended the boy for his spirit. When Princess Annya said that he shouldn't smoke inside, putting out it's flame, the boy didn't seem to like it very much, mentioning a few strange words before stomping his feet into the ground, making it crack under his heels.

"The clothes you asked for, my Lady." Nuallán said, announcing his arrival to Rosaria as he entered the room with the rolling cart.

Despite Nuallán's composed behavior and elegant step, it was clear that he was extremely unsatisfied and irritated with the behavior the humans were showing. As he calmly brought the rolling cart, the cold, menacing feeling coming out from him as he stopped and silently looked at both humans for a second was enough to send a shiver one's spine.

"Esteemed guests, may I have your attention for a moment?" Nuallán said in clear and audible tone, his piercing, cold stare sending a clear warning, completely contradicting the polite tone he was using and his graceful posture.

"We are grateful for your presence, your assistance and we apologize for abruptly summoning you, but I must ask for you to keep your decorum, act in a civilized manner and please refrain from unsheathing your weapons when in the presence of the King, the Queen or the Royal Princesses." He continued, clearly talking with the dark skinned human that was shouting when he mentioned the last part.

"While your confusion is justified due to the extraordinary circumstances behind your summoning and arrival here in Avalia, I must warn you that such hostile behavior will not be tolerated any further." he continued, making sure the humans, especially Caelan and the dark haired human were paying attention to him.

"With that said, I assure you that any and all questions you might have will be answered in due time and you will be treated with utmost respect, honor and hospitality while under our care. For now, I ask you to direct your attention to Princess Rosaria and Princess Annya's instructions." Nuallán finished with a bow as he pushed the rolling cart a bit further, putting it in a place where the humans could easily access

With that done, Nuallán gave a few steps back, facing Princess Annya and princess Rosaria once again, bowing and stepping back, staying just a few steps away from Rosaria and Annya, in case the human with a knife tried to attack them.

Avalia

Time: Prior Evening => 9am
Location: Daka Island's Forests
Interactions:
Mentions:

The broadcast in the sky was a rude awakening for the entire forest, including Myra, who was sleeping under one of the coniferous trees of the cold taiga forests from Daka Island. The loud voice and the image of two dark elves in the sky made Myra jump, alert, hissing and camouflaging herself as she analyzed her surroundings, only realizing that they were speaking from the sky and weren't in fact close to her. While she didn't know what they were talking about nor how exactly they did that, Myra somehow had a very bad feeling. She never expected anything good coming from a Dark Elf, but the fact that they had killed the few Light Elves that were with them in the broadcast made it even more obvious that it was something bad. The dark elves continued talking for a few moments until everything went dark again, only the noises of the many creatures in the forest remaining. The big creatures that roamed through the cold taiga like unchallenged titans, ones that even Myra avoided, making their discontent clear with loud roars, while the smaller creatures fled and hid. Using her camouflage, Myra ran to one of the hideouts she had found some time ago while hunting. A small opening under an uprooted tree, that led to a small underground cave. While damp and cold, it was still a safe place as most of the small creatures that could enter were seen by Myra as prey and the big ones were highly unlikely to even realize that there was something under the uprooted tree. Curled up in a ball, with her long tail around her in order to preserve body heat, Myra quietly waited for the sleep to come. The terrible sensation that something very bad was about to happen still in her mind as she slowly fell asleep.

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While the forest was undoubtedly calmer on the next morning, there were clear signs that it wasn't a calm night. Trees broken in half or sometimes completely uprooted dotted the forest as Myra began getting ready to seek for food after getting out of her small hideout. It didn't take long until Myra felt the scent of blood in the air. Using her camouflage, Myra began stalking the wounded creature, following the clear trail left by the strong scent of blood. After a brief while, Myra finally found her target, a wounded boar, laying near a tree, an easy and vulnerable target for a predator such as Myra. The big holes on it's side and chest a clear indication that it had lost against another boar in a fight. Myra positioned herself as she sneaked closer to the wounded boar before pouncing on it with terrifying speed, moving like a distorted blur due her speed as her camouflage deactivated. Her teeth and claws were sinking into the back of the boar's neck before it could even realize what it was happening, only jerking it's body in a futile attempt to struggle before convulsing a few times with a weak, squeal as it finally died.

"Bleh!" Myra opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. Both her tongue and teeth where filled with fur that came out from the boar after she bit it. Spitting out the fur that got into her mouth, she used her claws to tear apart the boar's hide, ripping it's side open to reveal the flesh inside.

Myra knew she had to be quick. The smell of blood would quickly attract other creatures. While she could easily defend the carcass against goblins and other small creatures, it would get considerably harder and more dangerous if a troll appeared. As such, she immediately started eating, taking a big bite out of the boar's side. Between eating and turning around to hiss at the few goblins and other creatures that slowly started to arrive, it took only a few moments until more than half of it was already eaten. Having satisfied her hunger, Myra took another big chunk of meat, holding it into her mouth before running away, leaving the rest of the carcass for the other creatures to eat. She was lucky that the smell didn't attract any bigger creature while she was eating.

Satisfied and with some meat with her in case she got hungry afterwards, Myra began moving closer to the border of the forest to investigate. The dark elves were much more active since she saw the sky image from the last night. Depending on what was going on, maybe she should start looking for ways to leave the island...

Avalia

Time: 9am
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: Rosaria @Potter, @princess Annya
Mentions: Raven @Tae, Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos@princess Sophie, Saoirse @Potter

The events of the last night had turned the entire Sun Elf Kingdom upside down. The Dark Elves' declaration of war was definitive. Blood was already spilled and here was no possibility for negotiation. The war was already certain. With a bloody war looming over the horizon, threatening to engulf the entire Avalia, there was not a single soul among the royals or the nobles with a happy expression on the ceremony that they were about to perform. Nuallán knew that the tensions between Dark Elves and Light Elves wasn't something new. The unhealed wounds of what happened thousands of years ago festered and refused to heal no matter how much time passed. With the silence from both kingdoms and no attempt made in thousands of years to try and mend the political relations between both races, the entire situation was truly a powder barrel, waiting to explode... And now, it had finally happened. The declaration of war from the Dark Elves made it clear that the upcoming war was the worse type of war. It was a war born out of spite and hatred.

Standing a few meters away from Rosaria in one side of the room, Nuallán could clearly see how nervous his Mistress was by how she glanced around, how her hands were shaking and other small hints on her body language. Unfortunately, even if she was searching for him with her eyes, he couldn't help her. He knew how shaken the royalty was after the declaration of war and most importantly, he knew how much of the responsibility to deal with it rested in the royal blood. As someone who had the royal blood of the Biren running through her veins and most importantly, as a princess, it was her duty to be strong for her people and to protect them and their land. That didn't prevent him from being worried about her though. Being the next in line for being the queen already put a huge weight over her shoulders and now with the war, she would need every support he could give her.

Rosaria wasn't the one that was struggling to control her emotions though. From the moment Princess Annya had barged inside the hall, speaking about taking the humans under her to the River Kingdom as she looked on the map, putting it in front of the window. Her steps, the tone of her voice and her entire being radiated the anger and wrath she was feeling and how hard she was trying to keep it under control. Nuallán knew how much she was affected after losing General Talindra on the declaration of war that happened last night. Everyone in the castle knew how close the general and Princess Annya were. After closing the curtains in a particularly aggressive manner, she took her spot besides Rosaria, moving with large, impatient strides. Nuallán closed his eyes, sighing as the king and the queen spoke, formally announcing the start of the ceremony where the rift would be opened. Preparing herself for the task ahead, Rosaria gently held Princess Annya's hand, smiling gently to her, trying not to show how nervous she was and ease her sister's nervousness. Nuallán watched with a discreet smile as Princess Annya's expression visibly became calmer and lighter speaking with a much calmer tone, comforting Rosaria before they began opening the rifts. Things would be very tough from now on. Not only for the Sun Elf Kingdom, but for the entire Avalia. He could only hope that the bonds that tied Annya and Rosaria would continue to be stronger than the raging fires of war. Even though both sisters had incredibly different personalities, as long as the two sisters remained together, supporting each other, Nuallán was sure that no matter how hard, terrible and long the war became, they would continue firm and resolute, protecting the kingdom and the lives of their people.

Opening a rift was an incredibly difficult task, something that wasn't been accomplished in thousands of years. Even though Rosaria was considered to be a rare genius regarding magic, it would still prove to be a difficult task even with the aid of Princess Annya and other powerful mages. A deafening silence flooded the hall as the mages started. Seconds seemed to last minutes as every noble in the room held their breaths. The very second the few first rifts began to open with blinding light coming from them, the entire room erupted in cheers, commemorating the success of the ceremony. Even Nuallán was relieved, knowing that his Lady was successful in opening the rifts, despite maintaining an impeccable posture and composure through the entire ceremony. After a few seconds, six humans flew from the portal, falling into the middle of the room before the rifts were finally closed. With the ceremony complete and after the cheers died down, Rosaria and Annya introduced themselves to the humans who had just arrived. The humans didn't seem to be much at first sight for Nuallán, but he knew that with guidance and training, they had the potential to change the tides of war in their favor. Dealing with each one of them would be another completely different matter though. They were not disciplined soldiers, but normal humans. Their approach would have to be very delicate and different for each different human, according to their own personalities, ideals and particularities.

The first one to speak was the black haired human with a scar on his face. Nuallán could tell with a single glance that he was a warrior. If the way he moved when falling through the rift and the scars weren't already a dead giveaway, the way he moved, spoke and how composed he was made it even clearer. The human introduced himself as Ismael Helstein. Having memorized the name, it would be someone Nuallán would definitely keep an eye on, as he was undoubtedly a promising subject to aid them in the war. The second male human who arrived, a blonde haired man had much less of a gracious entrance, falling with a loud scream and a curse. Despite his unpleasant entrance though, he eagerly listened to Lady Rosaria and Lady Annya's words, in silent admiration before introducing himself as Caelan Knight. He seemed to be completely clueless regarding combat, but his spirit and eagerness were definitely admirable and something the kingdom would need for the tough times that were about to come. The two other female humans, were doing quite a commotion didn't seem to have the same composure as Ismael though. While the bruises and the things that they were talking about did pass the idea that they weren't exactly unfamiliar to dangerous situations, they didn't seem to be the type who would actively take action in combat. While their confusion was somewhat warranted due to the situation they found themselves in, Nuallán was still a bit annoyed by how loud and rather discourteous they were on their arrival.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Freyr

^@PaulHaynek

Thanks to that fortunate encounter with George, both Freyr and Haley were able to ride back to the guild on George's carriage. Freyr was happy to notice that Haley seemed to really appreciate the ride, seeing how exhausted she was. As she took the opportunity to relax, Freyr sat down besides her as they began their trip back to the guild.

After some time, the moment the carriage hit a bump on the road, the chest that was in the back, the only thing George seemed to be carrying on his carriage other than themselves, opened, revealing an alarming amount of gold. The sheer amount and the way they were shining under the moonlight already made it hard to ignore, but the fact that it was George who was transporting said money only made it even more suspicious.

Freyr immediately sighed heavily, putting a hand on his face as he shook his head while Haley started to interrogate George about where the gold came from.

"What have you done this time, George?" Freyr finally asked after George asked him for help.

"Please tell me that you're just transporting gold for the bank or something..." Freyr said, sighing, fearing for the answer he would receive.

Avalia

Nuallán Varnion

Nuallán Varnion ⋆ 928 ⋆ Male ⋆ Light Elf

Appearance

Height:

6'2"

Weight:

180lbs

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Amber

Skin Tone:

White

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Precision and efficiency.
⋆ Beauty and perfection.
⋆ Lightly teasing Rosaria, his mistress.
⋆ Training his skills to always be in perfect shape. From cooking and other house chores to actual combat.

Dislikes:

⋆ Ignorant, loud and incompetent people.
⋆ Being stopped from doing his job as a butler.
⋆ The ongoing war.
⋆ Disorder, ugliness and chaos.
⋆ Failure.

Fears:

⋆ Failing in protecting his mistress.

Sexuality:

Heterossexual

Personality:

Being trained since he was young to serve the royal family as a butler and a personal attendant, Nuallán knows that a butler's presence is an incredibly important part of his position and knows how to behave accordingly to the situation. Knowing when one should interact with his masters, their guests and entertain them or when to quietly tend to their needs so that his presence isn't noticed is paramount for someone in his position. Being in the position of a butler or a personal attendant, an elite servant for the royal family, also means that one must be selfless and kind to their masters and pleasant to any guests they welcome. Naturally, he goes to extreme lengths to protect members of the royal family, especially his Lady Rosaria.

Both due to his position and his personality, Nuallán is an extremely calm and level-headed person, being patient enough to deal with any situation that might arise in order to avoid any inconvenience to his masters and calm enough to immediately react and deal with potential crisis quickly and efficiently, not letting anxiety to hinder his judgement or actions. While he puts his masters' safety above everything else, he knows when to bare his fangs when needed... or ordered.

Being taught since young to serve the royalty, Nuallán has an extensive array of knowledge over many subjects, being able to talk almost with anyone about almost any subject. His charisma, both developed over the years as a butler and due to his own personality, allows him to defuse most situations that might arise, handling most people amicably and avoiding conflicts. While not exactly a desirable trait for a butler or a personal attendant, his intelligence and quick mind also make him quite cunning. That, coupled with him being somewhat of a trickster can lead to some... interesting situations. Even though he keeps it mostly under control due to his position and role, depending on the situation, especially if someone gets on his or the royal family (again, especially his lady Rosaria, whom he considers more than just his master), he can prove to be a major thorn on someone's side. While he mostly behaves himself in a perfect manner around most people he is not intimately familiar with, to those he is close with, such as Rosaria, whom he has been her butler and personal attendant for a long time, since he was young, he acts in a much more closer manner. Even playing some harmless tricks, jokes and lightly teasing them. The best way to describe his energy levels would be neutral. Slightly bit on the more energetic side, but still composed and stable.

While he still keeps his position and role in mind, he considers Rosaria as more than just a member of the royalty and his mistress, almost as a childhood friend due to the time they spent together.

Background

Occupation

Butler and Personal attendant to the Royal Light elf family (most specifically for Rosaria)

Living Immediate Family Members:

Coinneach Varnion (Father)
Eluned Varnion (Mother)
Faolán Varnion (Younger brother)

Dead Immediate Family Members:

None

Current Companions:

Rosaria

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Always seen near Princess Rosaria. Rarely seen far from her.

History:

Nuallán was the first child born in the Varnion family, a family with a long history of serving the royals. With an old and long lasting oath to serve and protect the Light Elf Royal blood, the Varnion family possess a great deal of influence and privilege in the Light Elf society. Their position, role and the oath they took with the royal family meaning that they bow to no one other than the royal family themselves and can only ordered directly by them. The Varnion have been training elite butlers and personal attendants for the royals for generations, with a reputation befitting to the weight their family name has. As such, Nuallán's role as a butler and personal attendant to Lady Rosaria was already decided from the moment he was born.

In every generation, the Varnion family will have at least two children. While the first one is always the one who will take the oath to serve the royal family, the duty of the second child is to manage the family's estate and continue the family. While the education the younger child receives isn't as extensive as the first-born, it is equally as strict. While the younger child does have much more freedom regarding living his own life, they do have to uphold the family's honor and being an exemplary member of the society. Failing to do so can earn them even exile from the family if their misdeeds are grave enough.

Being the older child, Nuallán's first years were spent studying, training and learning the basic skills necessary for his role. Once this basic training is completed, with them having enough knowledge and training to know how to behave themselves when in the presence of a member of the royalty, members of the Varnion family are introduced to the royal family and start spending all the time they are not studying or training, together with the one that will be their master or mistress, in order for them to familiarize themselves with them, know them well and build a solid relationship.

This continues for years until they have completely mastered the many skills necessary and given a passing grade by their parents after a rigid and strict evaluation. When that moment comes, a ceremony is made where the member of the Varnion family will recite the Oath that will bind for life to that specific member of the royal family. From this moment onward, they are not considered to be an apprentice anymore, but instead a full fledged member of the Varnion family, enjoying all the privileges and responsibilities that come with it. Other than that, is from this moment onward that they start living together with the royalty member that will be their master from now on, dedicating their full time to guard and tend to their needs.

Combat and Magic

Strength: 7
Speed on Land: 9
Speed in Air: None
Magical Ability: 4
Dexterity: 9
Weapon Proficiency: 10
Stealth: 7

Equipment:

Nwalnasse

An incredibly dangerous weapon, both for the user and his target. This thin, agile double edged sword is a sectioned sword, also called a 'sword whip'. Each separate section is marked by a sharpened iron thorn. It can both be used as a normal sword or in it's whip form.

Throwing Knives

Simple, virtually unremarkable throwing knives. These in particular have a small hole near the base, which Nuallán uses with his razor-sharp wires to deadly effect.

Razor-sharp steel wires - Incredibly thin and flexible, razor sharp wires of steel. Sharp enough to easily cut flesh, it isn't is resistant enough to resist the attack of a blade, although the cutting it might not be the best choice if it's under high tension.

Combat Style:

While Nuallán's magical ability is limited, being able to use only the basic photokinetic abilities such as creating shields and imbuing his weapons with light, his physical abilities more than make up to these shortcomings. By using his agility, dexterity and his expertise with his respective weapons of choice, it is not an exaggeration to say that Nuallán can quickly transform the battlefield to his own advantage, almost like a spider which creates it's own web to catch it's prey. This style of combat gave him the nickname 'Natsemo'. By using the razor sharp wires tied on the end of his throwing knives, Nuallán not only has a ranged attack option, but he can also use two knives to put the wires under high tension, either linking both knives with a wire or holding the wires in his hand, cutting anyone careless enough to touch said wire or simply pull the throwing knives back to him in a follow up in case the initial throw missed it's target. Other than that, his sword, Nwalnasse is a weapon that is not only unpredictable, but incredibly dangerous even for the wielder if he isn't dexterous and experienced enough with it.

Trivia:
Both the name of his weapon and his 'nickname' are written in Quenya, an Elvish language created by J.R.R. Tolkien. Quenya is the precursor to 'modern' Sildarin, which is a simplified version of the language and spoken all around Gondor.

Nwalnasse means literally "Cruel Thorn", while Natsemo comes from Natsë (Web/Net) + mo (Man who does)

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Nuallán Varnion

Nuallán Varnion ⋆ 928 ⋆ Male ⋆ Light Elf

Appearance

Height:

6'2"

Weight:

180lbs

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Amber

Skin Tone:

White

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Precision and efficiency.
⋆ Beauty and perfection.
⋆ Lightly teasing Rosaria, his mistress.
⋆ Training his skills to always be in perfect shape. From cooking and other house chores to actual combat.

Dislikes:

⋆ Ignorant, loud and incompetent people.
⋆ Being stopped from doing his job as a butler.
⋆ The ongoing war.
⋆ Disorder, ugliness and chaos.
⋆ Failure.

Fears:

⋆ Failing in protecting his mistress.

Sexuality:

Heterossexual

Personality:

Being trained since he was young to serve the royal family as a butler and a personal attendant, Nuallán knows that a butler's presence is an incredibly important part of his position and knows how to behave accordingly to the situation. Knowing when one should interact with his masters, their guests and entertain them or when to quietly tend to their needs so that his presence isn't noticed is paramount for someone in his position. Being in the position of a butler or a personal attendant, an elite servant for the royal family, also means that one must be selfless and kind to their masters and pleasant to any guests they welcome. Naturally, he goes to extreme lengths to protect members of the royal family, especially his Lady Rosaria.

Both due to his position and his personality, Nuallán is an extremely calm and level-headed person, being patient enough to deal with any situation that might arise in order to avoid any inconvenience to his masters and calm enough to immediately react and deal with potential crisis quickly and efficiently, not letting anxiety to hinder his judgement or actions. While he puts his masters' safety above everything else, he knows when to bare his fangs when needed... or ordered.

Being taught since young to serve the royalty, Nuallán has an extensive array of knowledge over many subjects, being able to talk almost with anyone about almost any subject. His charisma, both developed over the years as a butler and due to his own personality, allows him to defuse most situations that might arise, handling most people amicably and avoiding conflicts. While not exactly a desirable trait for a butler or a personal attendant, his intelligence and quick mind also make him quite cunning. That, coupled with him being somewhat of a trickster can lead to some... interesting situations. Even though he keeps it mostly under control due to his position and role, depending on the situation, especially if someone gets on his or the royal family (again, especially his lady Rosaria, whom he considers more than just his master), he can prove to be a major thorn on someone's side. While he mostly behaves himself in a perfect manner around most people he is not intimately familiar with, to those he is close with, such as Rosaria, whom he has been her butler and personal attendant for a long time, since he was young, he acts in a much more closer manner. Even playing some harmless tricks, jokes and lightly teasing them. The best way to describe his energy levels would be neutral. Slightly bit on the more energetic side, but still composed and stable.

While he still keeps his position and role in mind, he considers Rosaria as more than just a member of the royalty and his mistress, almost as a childhood friend due to the time they spent together.

Background

Occupation

Butler and Personal attendant to the Royal Light elf family (most specifically for Rosaria)

Living Immediate Family Members:

Coinneach Varnion (Father)
Eluned Varnion (Mother)
Faolán Varnion (Younger brother)

Dead Immediate Family Members:

None

Current Companions:

Rosaria

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Always seen near Princess Rosaria. Rarely seen far from her.

History:

Nuallán was the first child born in the Varion family, a family with a long history of serving the royals. With an old and long lasting oath to serve and protect the Light Elf Royal blood, the Varion family possess a great deal of influence and privilege in the Light Elf society. Their position, role and the oath they took with the royal family meaning that they bow to no one other than the royal family themselves and can only ordered directly by them. The Varion have been training elite butlers and personal attendants for the royals for generations, with a reputation befitting to the weight their family name has. As such, Nuallán's role as a butler and personal attendant to Lady Rosaria was already decided from the moment he was born.

In every generation, the Varion family will have at least two children. While the first one is always the one who will take the oath to serve the royal family, the duty of the second child is to manage the family's estate and continue the family. While the education the younger child receives isn't as extensive as the first-born, it is equally as strict. While the younger child does have much more freedom regarding living his own life, they do have to uphold the family's honor and being an exemplary member of the society. Failing to do so can earn them even exile from the family if their misdeeds are grave enough.

Being the older child, Nuallán's first years were spent studying, training and learning the basic skills necessary for his role. Once this basic training is completed, with them having enough knowledge and training to know how to behave themselves when in the presence of a member of the royalty, members of the Varion family are introduced to the royal family and start spending all the time they are not studying or training, together with the one that will be their master or mistress, in order for them to familiarize themselves with them, know them well and build a solid relationship.

This continues for years until they have completely mastered the many skills necessary and given a passing grade by their parents after a rigid and strict evaluation. When that moment comes, a ceremony is made where the member of the Varion family will recite the Oath that will bind for life to that specific member of the royal family. From this moment onward, they are not considered to be an apprentice anymore, but instead a full fledged member of the Varion family, enjoying all the privileges and responsibilities that come with it. Other than that, is from this moment onward that they start living together with the royalty member that will be their master from now on, dedicating their full time to guard and tend to their needs.

Combat and Magic

Strength: 7
Speed on Land: 9
Speed in Air: None
Magical Ability: 4
Dexterity: 9
Weapon Proficiency: 10
Stealth: 7

Equipment:

Nwalnasse

An incredibly dangerous weapon, both for the user and his target. This thin, agile double edged sword is a sectioned sword, also called a 'sword whip'. Each separate section is marked by a sharpened iron thorn. It can both be used as a normal sword or in it's whip form.

Throwing Knives

Simple, virtually unremarkable throwing knives. These in particular have a small hole near the base, which Nuallán uses with his razor-sharp wires to deadly effect.

Razor-sharp steel wires - Incredibly thin and flexible, razor sharp wires of steel. Sharp enough to easily cut flesh, it isn't is resistant enough to resist the attack of a blade, although the cutting it might not be the best choice if it's under high tension.

Combat Style:

While Nuallán's magical ability is limited, being able to use only the basic photokinetic abilities such as creating shields and imbuing his weapons with light, his physical abilities more than make up to these shortcomings. By using his agility, dexterity and his expertise with his respective weapons of choice, it is not an exaggeration to say that Nuallán can quickly transform the battlefield to his own advantage, almost like a spider which creates it's own web to catch it's prey. This style of combat gave him the nickname 'Natsemo'. By using the razor sharp wires tied on the end of his throwing knives, Nuallán not only has a ranged attack option, but he can also use two knives to put the wires under high tension, either linking both knives with a wire or holding the wires in his hand, cutting anyone careless enough to touch said wire or simply pull the throwing knives back to him in a follow up in case the initial throw missed it's target. Other than that, his sword, Nwalnasse is a weapon that is not only unpredictable, but incredibly dangerous even for the wielder if he isn't dexterous and experienced enough with it.

Trivia:
Both the name of his weapon and his 'nickname' are written in Quenya, an Elvish language created by J.R.R. Tolkien. Quenya is the precursor to 'modern' Sildarin, which is a simplified version of the language and spoken all around Gondor.

Nwalnasse means literally "Cruel Thorn", while Natsemo comes from Natsë (Web/Net) + mo (Man who does)

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Myra

Myra ⋆ ??? ⋆ Female ⋆ Demon

Height:

1,51m (Her tail alone has around 3,5m)

Weight:

48Kg

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Red

Skin Tone:

White

Likes:

⋆ Running and Hunting
⋆ Discovering new things
⋆ Meat
⋆ Warm and comfortable places to sleep when tired.

Dislikes:

⋆ Vegetables, plants, nuts and berries (as food)
⋆ Those who try to attack her
⋆ Being trapped, encaged
⋆ Being hungry or thirsty
⋆ Dark Elves

Fears:

⋆ Being trapped/encaged
⋆ Powerful Dark magic

Sexuality:

Undefined. She is incredibly innocent and naïve regarding things such as relationships & sex.

Personality:

Myra has a very simple personality with it's defining trait being her curiosity and innocence. Extremely curious about new things or even people that she doesn't know, she will often feel compelled to investigate them, observing them first and approaching only after confirming they are not a threat. While she is carnivore and hunts for food, she is not actively aggressive, often approaching others sentient beings in a neutral stance, with the way she will initially treat them depending largely on this first encounter. Being kind and even helping those who are kind and treat her well. If threatened or perceiving someone or something as a threat, she will, either flee or fight back if there is no alternative. On rare situations where someone or something consistently shows itself to be a threat to her, she might eve even actively hunt it down.

Myra has, most of the times a very calm demeanor. Only showing hostility or being aggressive in specific situations where she feels threatened or in danger. While she does get nervous when in places with too many people and too many different smells, it doesn't trigger a hostile reaction from her. Due to her instincts playing a big part on how she decides things, Myra often avoids confrontations where she can get gravely wounded, since for someone who lives in the wild, being wounded means being vulnerable. That said, if she perceives she can take down the target without major risks to her life, she will fight back. Her reaction speed, mainly due to her physiology and how quickly she moves, is extremely fast, which can be both a good or a bad thing depending on the situation.

Despite being quite literally a blank slate regarding memories, not knowing even how to talk, it is clear by both her actions and decisions that Myra is an intelligent demon, being able to solve problems and quickly learn things when observing someone or something (remember, since she lacks common sense, she might learn some... strange things and unless someone corrects her, she won't hesitate in showing others what she learned with a proud and confident smile). Due both to her physiology and her curiosity, Myra can be quite hyperactive, being a handful to take care of, especially if she is somewhere new and curious to explore.

She also shows unusual skills and techniques when fighting and hunting, being particularly adept at killing not like a wild animal, but quickly and efficiently. Skills that are undeniably not something a wild animal would know.

Occupation

???

Living Immediate Family Members:

None

Dead Immediate Family Members:

??? (mother)
??? (father)

Current Companions:

None

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Due to both being a demon and believed to be dead, she lived alone in the forests until now.

History:

To most people who see Myra, she would be only a strange, wild demon from origins unknown. Only a few know who she was on her past life and what happened to her... Before she was betrayed by the very same person she served, Myra reported directly to Basilian as both a spy and sometimes... silently eliminating those whom he deemed necessary. As it was expected both due to her abilities and her job, nothing really was a secret for her... At least not for too long once she was ordered to or took a particular interest to it... Despite her swearing allegiance to Basilian, it was simply unavoidable for her to discover secrets belonging not only to enemies, but to allies as well due to the very nature of what she did. While Myra knew that holding other's secrets in one's hands can be an incredibly dangerous thing, if they didn't realize that she knew about their secrets or even who she was, she should be safe if she simply stood quiet, right? Unfortunately for her, there was one sole person whom she simply couldn't hide anything from no matter how much she tried... Amarantha, Basilian's sister...

Using Myra as his eyes and ears both inside his territory and outside, Basilian used the knowledge Myra attained both for the war and root out possible traitors inside his own army and territory. While she was relatively safe from retaliation from said traitors, due to her very position in Basilian's army and existence being know only by a few, she wasn't safe from Amarantha. While it was relatively doable to keep on Basilian's good side, as long as she brought him results, Amarantha was different. Her powers were both unknown for Myra regarding their full extent and definitely dangerous. Due to that, she always swore allegiance to Basilian, but keeping an eye on Amarantha, fearing for her life. Still, her allegiance wasn't enough for Amarantha. When she found out that Myra knew secrets she shouldn't know about Basilian, she immediately told Basilian, somehow getting him against Myra. It was undeniable that she had helped them a lot on the war, but Basilian wasn't the type of man who would leave loose ends nor forgive someone who could potentially become a traitor. Once he deemed she wasn't necessary anymore... he had only one thing left to do... It was simply too dangerous for her to stay alive, knowing as much as she did. After being tortured and dealt with both by Basilian and by Amarantha's magic, her broken and apparently lifeless body was thrown into the uninhabitable zone to die.

Unknown to Basilian or Amarantha though, Myra somehow was able to survive his attack and due to his underling's negligence in properly disposing of her, she was able to recover herself from the wounds after a long time. Despite her body being able to recover itself, her mind wasn't. Having completely lost her memory, Myra's mind was reduced to a blank slate. Not knowing even how to talk, she became a 'wild' demon, surviving in the forests like an animal would, resorting only to her instincts and the few things that were still preserved in her mind, mostly as muscle memory and reflexes than memories that she really understood, after Basilian and Amarantha's attack. Things such as her skills and training as a spy and assassin, her name & etc were still preserved in her memory.

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Strength: 5
Speed on Land: 10
Speed in Air: None
Magical Ability: 0
Dexterity: 10
Weapon Proficiency: 0
Stealth: 10

Physical Strengths:

⋆ Natural weapons (retractable claws (hands/feet) and teeth)
⋆ Agility and speed (enhanced by her unique physiology)
⋆ Stealth and ambushes
⋆ Melee combat (speed and stealth)

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆ Does not wear any kind of armor or protective armor, nor she has hard scales or anything to defend her other than her skin.
⋆ Doesn't use weapons other than her teeth and claws.
⋆ Has no means of ranged attacks
⋆ Her fighting style relies heavily on speed. Direct contests of strength put her in quite a disadvantage due to her light body. Anything that immobilizes her puts her on heavy disadvantage.
⋆ Her enhanced senses can be used against her

Subspecies:

Myra is believed to be either an unique type of demon (maybe an evolution from some species of feral demons) or a hybrid from other subspecies due to the fact that she does not resemble any other type of demon species. With her most striking and defining features being her long tail (more than twice the size of her own body) and her completely white skin, the difference between her and other types of demon is clear with a single glance.

Even though sharp teeth aren't really rare among demons, Myra possesses a double row of slightly curved and extremely sharp teeth, seemingly designed for hunting and killing. Coupled with sharp, retractable claws, these features make it clear that whatever subspecies Myra belongs, is exclusively carnivore.

Best Abilities:

Due to her unique physiology, Myra is able to move herself in an extremely agile and fast manner. By using her long tail as both a prehensile tail (being even to sustain her own body weight on top of it) and to balance herself, she is able to perform unusually sharp turns and move herself in an unpredictable manner. Using mostly her retractable claws (both the smaller ones in her hands and the bigger ones in her feet) and especially her dangerous teeth (her biting strength is enough to break bones and tear flesh) as weapons, she also utilizes her long tongue in combination with her nose to form an enhanced sense of smell, similar of a snake's, being able to track down her prey by smell.

Other than those, one of the most unique skills she has is having something akin to an 'active camouflage', being able to become virtually invisible when moving either in a normal speed or slowly. When running on high speeds though, this active camouflage is less efficient, making it possible to see a light distortion if one pays enough attention and can follow her with their eyes.

Trivia:
While most never got close enough both physically and emotionally to Myra to know that, she has a surprisingly long tongue and a soft patch of fur behind her neck on the summer, which grows fluffier, forming almost a scarf around her neck in the winter (her hair also seems to grow longer on winter to help keep herself warm). While most of the times hidden by her hair (unless it's winter), this patch of fur has been observed to react to her humor, bristling if she feels threatened, cornered, angry or afraid.

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Adapted Myra's CS to the new format. Ended up writing quite a bit on her personality. Ironic considering how simple it is in reality LOL

Myra

Myra ⋆ ??? ⋆ Female ⋆ Demon

Height:

1,51m (Her tail alone has around 3,5m)

Weight:

48Kg

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Red

Skin Tone:

White

Likes:

⋆ Running and Hunting
⋆ Discovering new things
⋆ Meat
⋆ Warm and comfortable places to sleep when tired.

Dislikes:

⋆ Vegetables, plants, nuts and berries (as food)
⋆ Those who try to attack her
⋆ Being trapped, encaged
⋆ Being hungry or thirsty
⋆ Skeletons, Undead and Liches

Fears:

⋆ Being trapped/encaged
⋆ High level undead/skeletons/liches

Sexuality:

Undefined. She is incredibly innocent and naïve regarding things as relationships & sex.

Personality:

Myra has a very simple personality with it's defining trait being her curiosity and innocence. Extremely curious about new things or even people that she doesn't know, she will often feel compelled to investigate them, observing them first and approaching only after confirming they are not a threat. While she is carnivore and hunts for food, she is not actively aggressive, often approaching others sentient beings in a neutral stance, with the way she will initially treat them depending largely on this first encounter. Being kind and even helping those who are kind and treat her well. If threatened or perceiving someone or something as a threat, she will, either flee or fight back if there is no alternative. On rare situations where someone or something consistently shows itself to be a threat to her, she might eve even actively hunt it down.

Myra has, most of the times a very calm demeanor. Only showing hostility or being aggressive in specific situations where she feels threatened or in danger. While she does get nervous when in places with too many people and too many different smells, it doesn't trigger a hostile reaction from her. Due to her instincts playing a big part on how she decides things, Myra often avoids confrontations where she can get gravely wounded, since for someone who lives in the wild, being wounded means being vulnerable. That said, if she perceives she can take down the target without major risks to her life, she will fight back. Her reaction speed, mainly due to her physiology and how quickly she moves, is extremely fast, which can be both a good or a bad thing depending on the situation.

Despite being quite literally a blank slate regarding memories, not knowing even how to talk, it is clear by both her actions and decisions that Myra is an intelligent demon, being able to solve problems and quickly learn things when observing someone or something (remember, since she lacks common sense, she might learn some... strange things and unless someone corrects her, she won't hesitate in showing others what she learned with a proud and confident smile). Due both to her physiology and her curiosity, Myra can be quite hyperactive, being a handful to take care of, especially if she is somewhere new and curious to explore.

She also shows unusual skills and techniques when fighting and hunting, being particularly adept at killing not like a wild animal, but quickly and efficiently. Skills that are undeniably not something a wild animal would know.

Occupation

???

Living Immediate Family Members:

None

Dead Immediate Family Members:

??? (mother)
??? (father)

Current Companions:

None

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:

Due to both being a demon and believed to be dead, she lived alone in the forests until now.

History:

To most people who see Myra, she would be only a strange, wild demon from origins unknown. Only a few know who she was on her past life and what happened to her... Before she was betrayed by the very same person she served, Myra reported directly to Basilian as both a spy and sometimes... silently eliminating those whom he deemed necessary. As it was expected both due to her abilities and her job, nothing really was a secret for her... At least not for too long once she was ordered to or took a particular interest to it... Despite her swearing allegiance to Basilian, it was simply unavoidable for her to discover secrets belonging not only to enemies, but to allies as well due to the very nature of what she did. While Myra knew that holding other's secrets in one's hands can be an incredibly dangerous thing, if they didn't realize that she knew about their secrets or even who she was, she should be safe if she simply stood quiet, right? Unfortunately for her, there was one sole person whom she simply couldn't hide anything from no matter how much she tried... Amarantha, Basilian's sister...

Using Myra as his eyes and ears both inside his territory and outside, Basilian used the knowledge Myra attained both for the war and root out possible traitors inside his own army and territory. While she was relatively safe from retaliation from said traitors, due to her very position in Basilian's army and existence being know only by a few, she wasn't safe from Amarantha. While it was relatively doable to keep on Basilian's good side, as long as she brought him results, Amarantha was different. Her powers were both unknown for Myra regarding their full extent and definitely dangerous. Due to that, she always swore allegiance to Basilian, but keeping an eye on Amarantha, fearing for her life. Still, her allegiance wasn't enough for Amarantha. When she found out that Myra knew secrets she shouldn't know about Basilian, she immediately told Basilian, somehow getting him against Myra. It was undeniable that she had helped them a lot on the war, but Basilian wasn't the type of man who would leave loose ends nor forgive someone who could potentially become a traitor. Once he deemed she wasn't necessary anymore... he had only one thing left to do... It was simply too dangerous for her to stay alive, knowing as much as she did. After being tortured and dealt with both by Basilian and by Amarantha's magic, her broken and apparently lifeless body was thrown into the uninhabitable zone to die.

Unknown to Basilian or Amarantha though, Myra somehow was able to survive his attack and due to his underling's negligence in properly disposing of her, she was able to recover herself from the wounds after a long time. Despite her body being able to recover itself, her mind wasn't. Having completely lost her memory, Myra's mind was reduced to a blank slate. Not knowing even how to talk, she became a 'wild' demon, surviving in the forests like an animal would, resorting only to her instincts and the few things that were still preserved in her mind, mostly as muscle memory and reflexes than memories that she really understood, after Basilian and Amarantha's attack. Things such as her skills and training as a spy and assassin, her name & etc were still preserved in her memory.

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Strength: 5
Speed on Land: 10
Speed in Air: None
Magical Ability: 0
Dexterity: 10
Weapon Proficiency: 0
Stealth: 10

Physical Strengths:

⋆ Natural weapons (retractable claws (hands/feet) and teeth)
⋆ Agility and speed (enhanced by her unique physiology)
⋆ Stealth and ambushes
⋆ Melee combat (speed and stealth)

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆ Does not wear any kind of armor or protective armor, nor she has hard scales or anything to defend her other than her skin.
⋆ Doesn't use weapons other than her teeth and claws.
⋆ Has no means of ranged attacks
⋆ Her fighting style relies heavily on speed. Direct contests of strength put her in quite a disadvantage due to her light body. Anything that immobilizes her puts her on heavy disadvantage.
⋆ Her enhanced senses can be used against her

Subspecies:

Myra is believed to be either an unique type of demon (maybe an evolution from some species of feral demons) or a hybrid from other subspecies due to the fact that she does not resemble any other type of demon species. With her most striking and defining features being her long tail (more than twice the size of her own body) and her completely white skin, the difference between her and other types of demon is clear with a single glance.

Even though sharp teeth aren't really rare among demons, Myra possesses a double row of slightly curved and extremely sharp teeth, seemingly designed for hunting and killing. Coupled with sharp, retractable claws, these features make it clear that whatever subspecies Myra belongs, is exclusively carnivore.

Best Abilities:

Due to her unique physiology, Myra is able to move herself in an extremely agile and fast manner. By using her long tail as both a prehensile tail (being even to sustain her own body weight on top of it) and to balance herself, she is able to perform unusually sharp turns and move herself in an unpredictable manner. Using mostly her retractable claws (both the smaller ones in her hands and the bigger ones in her feet) and especially her dangerous teeth (her biting strength is enough to break bones and tear flesh) as weapons, she also utilizes her long tongue in combination with her nose to form an enhanced sense of smell, similar of a snake's, being able to track down her prey by smell.

Other than those, one of the most unique skills she has is having something akin to an 'active camouflage', being able to become virtually invisible when moving either in a normal speed or slowly. When running on high speeds though, this active camouflage is less efficient, making it possible to see a light distortion if one pays enough attention and can follow her with their eyes.

Trivia:
While most never got close enough both physically and emotionally to Myra to know that, she has a surprisingly long tongue and a soft patch of fur behind her neck on the summer, which grows fluffier, forming almost a scarf around her neck in the winter (her hair also seems to grow longer on winter to help keep herself warm). While most of the times hidden by her hair (unless it's winter), this patch of fur has been observed to react to her humor, bristling if she feels threatened, cornered, angry or afraid.