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Chari couldn't think of anyone that wouldn't be nervous about tomorrow. Those that said they weren't had to be either lying or delusional. Thinking ahead. Planning in advance. It was necessary if you wanted to survive in a place like Mistral. Grimm were not the only monsters in Remnant "Mind reading your semblance?" She retorted. It served her right thinking she could let her guard down for a moment. If she wasn't so tired, she may have even been grateful for the reminder "We...do not know each other." She had been thinking far more about just the 'soon'. Simply being here meant so much to her but it would mean nothing if she didn't take tomorrow seriously and loss her chance.
The wolf Faunus watched Fen's movements with minor intrigue wondering if he would try pulling some other 'prank' on her. It turned out he was grabbing nothing but a cloak to wrap himself with. She scoffed "Sure." glancing only briefing around them. Difficult as falling asleep had proven, it was going to be impossible with whoever this was next to her. It was time to relocate to a darker, more remote corner of the room. Patiently she waited until he appeared to doze off before picking up her things and navigating through the sea of people sleeping under her. Strange as it was, it was the first connection she made thus far. Chari found a nice spot up against a wall that should prevent any more surprise attacks.
Funny as it was, the odd boy did manage to take her mind off things. Once more she laid out her sleeping bag and crawled inside, this time sitting up against the wall as she flicked through the pages of her sketchpad. Most of them were done with a pencil but a few had shades of color blended into the picture. An old woman with her dog. A sun setting over a grassy hill. A rose with too many thorns to hold. Lily dressed up in her huntress gear. The pages towards the beginning of the book...she didn't like looking at those. Raw emotions expressed in a unrefined style. A half-smile tugged at her lips. Life sure was a wild ride. Speaking of which, tomorrow they were supposed to be assigned into teams. As long as they let her do her thing, there wouldn't be problems. It was only temporary after all.
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Fen's footsteps hadn't gone entirely unnoticed by her sensitive hearing, however tired as she was and light as his steps were she paid little notice. Excitement and worry flowed over her like waves. She knew she more than deserved to be here. That her spot within these great halls was all but assured. Still, much like that glimmer of hope she had earlier there came a shard of doubt. If she didn't make it here...then what else was left for her? Luckily for Chari, that train of thought was immediately derailed by the sudden sound of a strange voice far too close for her comfort. Her long, wolf-like ear perked up as her whole body jumped having been torn out of her somewhat tranquil state. A soft, brief cry escaped her lips as her elbow pushed out against her sleeping bag. If she hadn't already slipped inside, she might have created a bigger scene than she already was.
Slowly Chari rose out of her sleeping bag, sitting up and turning to face her prankster. Her brows were furrowed and she glared in frustration at Fen, while a bit of color appeared on her cheeks at her embarrassing reaction. She briefly closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh before opening them back up with a less annoyed but still intense look "It was." She simply replied. Chari slid the rest of her body out of the sleeping bag and sat on top it facing Fen with her legs butterfly-style. Her bright-colored eyes gave a quick once-over of Fen "There a...reason for sneaking up on me?" Chari purposefully avoided looking around the room. If she drew attention from the others in the room, she didn't want to know. She didn't want to stand out for any other reason than her skills as a huntress.
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Chari breathed a sigh of relief as she exited the transport airship, breathing in the fresh and unfiltered air. She protested every time Lily dragged her onto one of those flying metal coffins. The view, if anything, made up for it as what laid out before her was something right out of the fairy tales her mother used to read to her. A tall, shimmering castle with an elegant courtyard decorated with carved pillars and carefully trimmed foliage. The whole scene felt like was laid out entirely for her despite the crowd that surrounded her. There were so many faces that she didn't recognize but it didn't bother her as she flowed wit the crowd. It was easier when they were just a faceless mob.
She wore a sleeveless black, formal coat that hugged her arms and chest but loosened up around the wrists and waist. The trim of the coat was lined with white fur-like material. Its length ended around mid-thigh, where it revealed a pair of simple dress pants that were one shade lighter than her coat. Her footwear was a pair of black leather combat boots with silver accents. The only color in her entire outfit were her eyes that purposefully avoided making eye-contact with anyone for too long. Her suitcase was not as large as some of the others as she took the time to meticulously select everything she brought. Lily had tried to sneak a few extra items that were easily discovered. It did come as a small comfort to see a few other Faunus among the new arrivals. A small glimmer of hope rose in her that perhaps the issues of old world hadn't come to Beacon's gates.
Chari left her luggage with the man that came around collecting it from everyone, offering a simple nod and smile as thanks. It was strange to the point of uncomfortable to have such a service provided to her. She quickly glanced back over her shoulder as she entered through the main gates, a remnant of a old habit, before moving farther into the main hall. The inside was somehow even more impressive than its exterior and Chari could barely form a thought as her eyes wandered from wall to wall. They stopped immediately upon seeing the man clad in armor standing up on the pedestal in front. For a moment, she didn't believe what she was seeing. He looked like a real knight! It was only he began speaking did she acknowledge that he was indeed real. While other might have found his speech boring, Chari hung on every word he spoke and more ready then ever to start her training as a huntress.
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Chari sat crossed-legged on her sleeping bag as he held a sketch pad in her lap, dressed in a black long-sleeve shirt with white buttons and trimming with a pair of black pajama pants. Her cheek was firmly pressed against a small flashlight on her shoulder as her hand moved a pencil across the currently blank page. The image of Beacon Academy as she stepped off the dropship was something she couldn't get out of her mind so she decided to put it on paper. It also help eased the stress and worry about tomorrow. This was her one shot to make her mark on the world by helping those that need it the most.
It was proving impossible to sleep despite her going a little overboard when it came to the feast. Perhaps it wasn't the best word for it, but she had never smelled so much delicious food in one place before. Questions upon questions danced around her mind like a chaotic ballet but as the scene on her sketch pad developed, the questions soon faded. There were so many people in the hall that the silence was almost disturbing. It was...quiet here. No acidic smells from noxious fumes or the mixed screams of a busy nightlife. It was so quiet that she felt her ear twitch at the slightest disturbance of this strange peace. The so-called 'calm before the storm' perhaps?
As the minutes went past, the movement of her hand began to slow and her lines started to deviate. It was the first time she would be falling asleep next to complete strangers and she was more than hesitant. However, she couldn't afford to be exhausted tomorrow. Reluctantly, she set her sketch pad and pencil aside and crawled into her sleeping bag. Beacon Academy had to be the safest place in the world anyway, right? Even so, all she seemed to be able to do for now is stare through the large window at the night sky.
__________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Undecided
Kingdom of Origin: Atlas
Allusion: King Bolesaw, Polish King Arthur
Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.
Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits.
Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.
Semblance: Kinetic Release
__________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.
__________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.
Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.
She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.
While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.
Biography
Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.
Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.
Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.
White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.
Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.
The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketches to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling-gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.
As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.
__________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Undecided
Kingdom of Origin: Atlas
Allusion: King Bolesaw, Polish King Arthur
Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.
Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits.
Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.
Semblance: Kinetic Release
__________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.
__________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.
Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.
She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.
While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.
Biography
Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.
Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.
Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.
White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.
Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.
The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketches to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling-gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.
As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.
__________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Undecided
Kingdom of Origin: Atlas
Allusion: King Bolesaw
Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.
Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits.
Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.
Semblance: Kinetic Release
__________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.
__________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.
Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.
She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.
While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.
Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.
Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.
Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.
White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.
Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.
The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketchings to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.
As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.