Tae

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: River Port
Interactions: Malachi @princess, Zion @Helo, Jun @JJ Doe, Enstille @GingerBobOh
Mentions:
Equipment:

Two weeks prior...
A beautiful blonde elven woman silently descended the steps of the in, heading into the basement area where all official business of the assassins guild was held. Adresin, the leader of the guild and the one who taught Kenia almost everything she knew, had summoned her for some sort of important mission. It had been a long time since the guild had called upon her, requesting her help, and she was quite curious as to what was happening. She'd been an independently contracted assassin for so many years, this must be very important.
"Do you really think she's up for this task?" Kenia heard on the other side of the door just before she was going to knock on it. She paused, knowing she should walk away right there until Adresin was finished with his business, but she recognized this voice that spoke and she found herself too curious to walk away now. She hadn't seen Gaelin in nearly 50 years, having heard he'd left the assassin's guild to join another faction that was "way more important", whatever that meant. So to hear his voice was quite the surprise. "This is too important of a mission, Adresin, and we need to trust that she can handle the job. Vaeril could really use some of the skill in the guild here, I just don't know if she's one that we should trust." Kenia's brows furrowed as she tried to desperately fill in the gaps, but she didn't have enough information. She honestly was surprised there wasn't any shield around the room if whatever they were speaking of was this important.
"Well why don't you ask her yourself, Gaelin? She has been listening in for the past few minutes now." And that's why there wasn't a barrier, Adresin sensed she was coming and likely dropped it. He knew she would listen in and wanted her to. Kenia let out a sigh and opened the door, walking in the room and giving Gaelin a smirk. He looked horrified and betrayed as he glanced between her and Adresin, speechless for a moment. "Pleasure to see you as well, Gaelin. I see you're still terrible about making sure a place is secure before speaking." The man began to bristle then, opening his mouth to say something, but Adresin cut him off.
"That's enough Kenia. Gaelin here actually has a job you might be interested in and before you ask, yes the barrier is back up. It's safe to speak freely." Adresin said before turning back to the other elven man who seemed to be grumbling obscenities under his breath. After a few more moments, he regained his composure and turned to address Kenia. "I have been tasked to find and provide capable fighters for a rebel faction. They need protection and Adresin believed that you were the most suited for the job, Kenia. I can't give you all of the details now as it is unsafe to do so, but I have a feeling this task may interest you as it may get you closer to the goal of finding your ex-husband." Kenia's head cocked to the side in clear interest, but her eyes also narrowed as she thought about the implications.

”And what else am I getting out of it?” Adresin knew this question was coming, but Gaelin seemed to be taken aback and annoyed. ”How about the knowledge of knowing you’re helping create a world your children can grow up safely in?” The silent rage that filled her eyes at this statement was almost enough to frighten the poor man. Of course he didn’t know all of her story, how she’d lost her children, but Adresin did and he was quick to rectify the situation.

”I will make sure you are paid handsomely, Kenia. In fact, just go and attend first and I’ll pay you for your time. Let the people convince you to help.” He said to her and she was silent for a long time before taking a deep breath. She had to calm herself before she murdered a man for being a fool. ”Fine, I’ll go. I won’t guarantee I’ll actually take the job in the long run, but I’ll attend and let them convince me.” As soon as she was given the information, she left and that was that. She would go to the summoning, keep herself pretty well hidden within the crowd, and then decide to take the selfish route.

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Present…

Kenia had settled on following a group that had two other light elf males and a lion demihuman along with their sad, weak looking human. She scouted out the other groups and all of them seemed to have one issue or another about them. First, the pirate group was immediately out. It would be too hard to gain their trust and potentially steal their human out from under their noses. Second, she figured the wolf guardian would be too much of a pain to deal with and convincing two humans to trust her was a gamble. Third was a group she outright wanted to avoid as two in their group, the siblings Aurora and Rowyn Dyewynn, could very potentially recognize her and she couldn’t have that. The last group apart from the one she chose was also led by a light elven male and she wasn’t sure why, but he seemed awfully familiar to her. She couldn’t place her thumb on it, but her gut feeling told her to avoid him.

So here she was, tracking the grumpy elf’s group and watching with amusement from the shadows as he seemed to struggle with the human. She could have easily picked up the human during one of his escape attempts, but where was the fun in that? No, instead she’d decided to help out in the party stopping him. An illusion here and there that he only would see was always enough to slow him down some. It was quite a fun game to play, if she were being honest.

Now they were here in River Port and Kenia made sure to keep her distance. Thankfully she had a few contacts here and she utilized them, namely as a place to stay and learn information on the house the small party was staying in. After some poking and prodding she discovered an Alma Elowyn owned the house and often used it as some sort of summer home. So obviously they either knew she wouldn’t be there or there was some sort of relation there. She’d then spent some time learning whatever she could about the woman in order for herself to create a persona who may know this Alma when she would come to visit. Unfortunately there wasn’t a ton of info on her, but she could roll with what she did know.

Now she was headed towards the house, dressed in a purple summer dress and carrying a basket full of all sorts of goodies. The scent of baked goods and desserts wafted all around her as cinnamon hot bread and pecan fleefa cookies were visible to those passing by. She wore a friendly expression as she approached the front door, briefly taking a moment to smooth out her dress and make sure none of her daggers were visible through the fabric before lifting her hand a knocking on the door.

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Port Vanarosa
Interactions: Tanithil @Lava Alckon, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos, Arlen @SilverPaw
Mentions: Zeva @Pink Khione
Equipment:

There was a 'thunk' sound as Amisra slid down a rope after having help secure the sails. She loved to be up high, being a rigging monkey and looking out across the ocean. She knew that for some people it would make them nervous as one wrong step could easily mean a fall which often would lead to death, but there was something thrilling about that thought to Amisra. So often times she was found high up, untangling ropes or just sitting and enjoying herself. Now that they were in Port Vanarosa, however, she knew she'd need to come down to hear the orders of her captain.

Over the last week, Amisra had spent time getting to know the new human and testing his combat skills. She was pleased to find out he was rather skilled in hand-to-hand combat, but recognized that his bladed weapon fighting could use some work. So that had been part of her job when Tanithil wasn't working with Ismael on magic. She often teamed up with Arlen in order to teach the human general things that would be useful in the upcoming months.

Orders were given and it seemed she was just to have fun for the next week, but this just wasn't her. While she would take time to relax eventually, if only to avoid the ire of Tanithil who always complained she worked too hard, for now she knew one thing she could still help with. She was about to head in the direction of Arlen when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see the familiar dark elven face and gave her friend and Ismael a smile as she listened to Tan speak. Her arms crossed over her chest in a teasingly judgmental way, the smile now turning into a smirk.

"I don't know Tan, what am I getting in return other than protecting the fate of the world?" She asked teasingly and paused briefly to allow him to respond before reaching into her pocket and tossing him a coin purse. "There should be a little more than enough for half in there, I expect my change. Have fun, you two. I'll join you for a drink later." She blew them a kiss before continuing her previous task.

As a former princess and skilled fighter, Amisra had always felt a sense of responsibility to protect those around her, and Ismael was no exception. She knew firsthand how it felt to be thrown into an unfamiliar situation, and she was determined to make his transition to life on the ship as smooth as possible. It was for this same reason she found herself approaching Arlen. "Is it just me or did the sea breeze just get a little warmer around here? Oh wait, it's just you." She knew it was a silly flirtatious line, but it was too hard for her to pass up the opportunity to tease a bit. "Care for some help with your duties, darling Arlen? Then we can go share a drink sooner...and maybe a bed." She gave him a playful wink, knowing he'd likely catch on to her teasing as this was commonplace for them.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 6pm
Location: The Suda Kurau
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn
Aesthetic: Top/Jacket, Pants, Boots, and Hair

The momentary silence after Kalliope completed her story had her looking away once more, unsure if she'd made a mistake in doing so. The air was cool and salty, the sound of waves lapping against the wooden hull of the ship filling the silence. It had felt so good to finally speak of Izahn, though, and that she wouldn't regret no matter what. She truly hadn't given herself much time to process what had happened, simply shoving those feeling deep down inside of her to deal with at a later time. Or to let it build up so much she just lost control and did something stupid. That was truly the more likely of the two.

Sjan-dehk's voice brought her back around to reality and she found herself glancing back at him, mind grasping onto every word he said. To hear someone speak of him in such a way tugged at her heartstrings and it took everything in her to fight back that lump that was forming in her throat. She knew that Izahn considered her his daughter, it was something that warmed her heart, but until now she really only thought about him as a father figure not her father. Yes, this was something that seemed so simple yet she'd been so blind to.

"It's more comfort than I think you realize, truly." She said softly, a sad yet genuine smile crossing her lips. The emerging stars above shone like diamonds in the night sky, and the sea breeze was gentle against her skin. There was still a small part of her, however, that shamed her. She didn't deserve the love and sacrifice Izahn had made for her. She wasn't a good person, she knew this well and she'd accepted that. So to have someone die for her like that, at the back of her mind she felt like it was a waste.

She didn't know when she had looked up to the sky, staring at the stars, but there she was. Sjan-dehk mentioned her maybe joining them when they returned to Jafi and her head quickly whipped in his direction. "I...that's a generous offer, Sjan-dehk, thank you. If I'm somehow free by then I may just take you up on that." The scent of saltwater and freshly cut wood mingled together, and the creaking of the ship's rigging filled the night air. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she thought about that prospect. Don't get your hopes up, Kali. The only way you may ever be free is after you're dead. She thought to herself, but she didn't let her dark thoughts show upon her face.

He gestured to the Sudah now and she glanced over her shoulder towards it. The sound of laughter and music drifted from the shore, mixing with the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull. She let his words sink in for a short moment, a nervousness gripping her as she thought about his offer. She knew a part of her hadn't mourned Izahn because she knew then it would be almost final and real. The reality that she lost yet another dear person in her life may finally sink in and she may not be able to contain her emotions anymore, but was there any better way to honor the man that had done more for her in five years than the man who raised her?

"If you wouldn't mind, I would greatly appreciate joining you for that. Is there anything I should know before going? Is it anything like Caesonia's mourning where you're expected to wear a specific color or anything? Am I going to offend anyone by being there?" The sound of the harbor bells chiming in the distance filled the night air, and the occasional creaking of the ship’s ropes seemed to add to the ambiance of the moment. She knew she was likely asking silly questions, but she wanted to honor their customs.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 6pm
Location: The Suda Kurau
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn
Aesthetic: Top/Jacket, Pants, Boots, and Hair

A small giggle escaped Kalliope once more as he struggled with her name, but she wasn't actually laughing at him. She knew her name was quite the mouthful and so she didn't blame him for struggling with it. "I promise I'm not giggling at you, it's just not the first time someone has struggled with my name. You can call me Kali or even Kal, it's certainly much easier that way and quicker. I'd even respond to bitch. Anything but Lady Arden, please." She said with a small cringe at the sound of 'Lady Arden', but her friendly grin remained. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain Sjan-dehk." Her words were actually genuine, something that wasn't common for her as she followed him as he gave her a tour.

He pointed things out to her, explaining the purpose for things and Kalliope was actually genuinely interested as he did so. It reminded her a long time passed and a small twinge of sadness filled her heart. She kept these emotions hidden, however, as she ducked under the ropes and glanced out over Sorian. All she could see was that damned castle, sneering at it some as she dragged her eyes from it. She tried to take in the beauty of the rest of the city, as she leaned forward against the guardrail next to Sjan-dehk. She glanced down at the cannon as he pointed it out, nodding with a smile as she found she enjoyed watching others be proud of something that others would find ridiculous. "It's very impressive, Captain. I think it's one of the finest vessels in the harbor right now and truly Sorian could learn a thing or two from you. Did you know that most of their navy can't even swim? But shh, I didn't tell you that." She said a little playfully, but it was the truth. Many of those that served on their warships were never taught to swim and Kalliope found that ridiculous.

The conversation moved onto a subject she knew she'd have to address eventually, but it still felt sooner than she'd wished. Nonetheless, she went on to answer. "I truly wish I could say he was here in the city, that I could take you to meet him right now. Unfortunately he's no longer with us in this world." She played with something around her neck as she spoke, the sadness evident in her voice. She slowly turned around and looked up at the sails of the Sada Kurau while leaning against the guard rail again. "You know, I almost owned a ship similar to this once. A beautiful barquentine built in Alidasht, her name was the Astraea. I'd saved up everything I had, got things in order, the man I loved even planned to join me, I merely had to find a way out of my father's oppressive thumb." She tore her eyes away from the sails with a sigh. She then began slowly removing her jacket, the glint of throwing daggers hidden on the inside shining for only a moment. "Life has a funny way of being cruel," she began again as she slowly turned so he could see her back. There was hardly any unmarked flesh there, the tell tale signs of being whipped many times clear.

"As I said, my father was oppressive and a downright bastard who was not about to lose his precious tool that longed for freedom. I found he had murdered my lover, had me framed for it, then had me sent to one of the deadliest labor camps in all of Alidasht. While there, I met a man many there hated or were afraid of. His name was Izahn and he wasn't a native of Alidasht." Kalliope went on to turn back around to face Sjan-dehk as she leaned against the rail once more. "At first he tried to push me away, scare me away, do anything to isolate himself, but I was too intrigued by the man from a far off land. Eventually he gave in and we became friends. He told me of his home, of his wife and two kids, how they would wonder what happened to their father who was merely trying to make some money to support his family. He'd been accused of stealing from an Alidasht noble and that bastard, Grand Vizier Hafiz al Kadir had a love for throwing people into these labor camp prisons. Our relationship grew and for the next five years he taught me his language. Truly he became more of a father to me than my own father." A small smile graced her lips as she once again began playing with a pendant around her neck.

"He gave me this, telling me it was meant to go to one of his children however that likely wasn't going to happen so he'd give it to his adopted daughter. So I keep it close to me until the day comes that I can find my way to Jafi, find his family, and give it to them while telling them what befell him." A darkness crossed over her face then as the memories swept over her, the last time she'd seen him, and a calming cold rage filled her. "He attempted to stop the guards from whipping me, even managing to kill two, but they overpowered him. I begged them to leave him, to take me instead, but they restrained me and made me watch as they whipped him. Again and again until the life left him. They made me watch yet they made the mistake of letting me commit their faces to my memory. One day I'll make them pay." She hadn't intended to ramble on like this, but she'd never been able to tell the full story of Izahn to anyone. No one had shown that much interest nor did she figure they'd care as much as she did, but here she was finally speaking about him aloud in the language he'd taught her.

"Anyways, sorry for the long ramble. That's how I learned your language." Kalliope let out nervous laugh as she scratched at the back of her head, looking up at the man before him.

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Southwest of Roshmi City
Interactions: Mister Luum @FunnyGuy, Bardulf @Lava Alckon, Rue @Potter, Bowyn @Helo
Mentions: Zeva @Pink Khione
Equipment:

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It was a beautiful day and Brigitte felt content basking in the warm sun as they walked. She hummed a merry tune, hoping to lift the spirits of her companions. They had been walking for a while, and Brigitte worried that the human might be getting exhausted. Although Mister Luum could be overenthusiastic, she trusted him to detect any issues with the strange new creature. During the first three days, Mister Luum had instructed her to remain silent and she obeyed, observing their group. Although many underestimated the power of observation, Mister Luum understood it well, and she knew what was expected of her without him having to say anything.

Despite humming, Brigitte remained vigilant for danger as she listened, sniffed, and scanned the area. Thus far, nothing had caught her attention, which was a good sign in her book. While the human needed to learn, she wondered if it was too early to expose him to the monsters of this world. Nevertheless, she didn't question Mister Luum, who always seemed to know best. When he inquired whether she sensed anything, she immediately stopped humming and focused. After taking a few sniffs, she sneezed and glared at one of the passing flowers. "Do ya consider those wee bastards a danger?" she asked before itching her nose and continuing, "There doesnae seem ta be-" She paused, holding up a finger as she caught a scent. "Wait! There ye go! A Light Elf? Female, I reckon, and her heart is racin' a bit as if she was fightin' something. Or runnin' maybe?" The scent was overwhelming due to the blooming flowers, soft breeze, the approaching city, and the passing Light Elven city, making it difficult to identify. However, she couldn't let Mister Luum down, and so she focused harder, closing her eyes to heighten her hearing and sense of smell.

"I think she may need some help. Perhaps we should investigate? We cannae leave someone in harm's way, aye?" she finally proposed, glancing at Mister Luum, the two winter fairies, and the human. Brigitte would never ignore someone who needed assistance, but she also wouldn't take action without Mister Luum's approval. She trailed her fingers over her longbow, awaiting the group's decision.

Avalia

Princess with No Throne

Amisra Keyrel ⋆ 251 ⋆ Female ⋆ Dark Elf

Appearance Height: 5’5 Build: Fit, athletic, and well toned Hair Color: Silver Hair Length Usually on the longer side past her shoulders, currently cut into a long bob Eye Color: Golden amber Skin Tone: Ashen grey Distinguishing features: Amisra has a sleeve tattoo covering her left arm featuring a sun with a skull as its center. The rays extend down her arm in tribal looking swirls and designs. It ends with an x on the back of her hand.

Psychology Likes: ⋆ Spending time with her best friend and partner in crime, Tanithil ⋆ Being in control of her own fate and making her own decisions ⋆ Fighting and honing her combat skills ⋆ The thrill of adventure and discovering new places ⋆ The feeling of the wind in her hair while sailing on a ship ⋆ Her sleep Dislikes: ⋆ Betrayal and those who are untrustworthy ⋆ Losing control of a situation or being powerless ⋆ Being confined or restrained, physically or mentally ⋆ Those who mistreat or abuse their power, like General Malaggar ⋆ Being reminded of the loss of her mother and sister, which can trigger intense emotions and anger ⋆ Having her sleep disturbed Fears: ⋆ Losing those she loves again, especially Tanithil ⋆ Being powerless to prevent harm ⋆ Being betrayed again by someone she trusts ⋆ Being unable to protect herself or others in a fight or combat situation ⋆ Being all alone in the world Habits/Quirks ⋆ She has a habit of cleaning and sharpening her weapons, even if they don’t need it, as a way to calm her nerves and focus her mind ⋆ When thinking deeply or concentrating she has a habit of biting her lower lip ⋆ Has a soft spot for animals and can often be found petting them or talking to them when she sees them, especially horses ⋆ She has a sharp tongue and sarcastic sense of humor that she often uses to cover up her deeper emotions or to deflect when she’s feeling vulnerable ⋆ When she’s feeling uncomfortable she tends to tap her fingers or shift from side to side to release some of that energy Sexuality: Demisexual

Personality:

Amisra is a fiercely independent and determined individual. She has a sharp mind and is not afraid to speak her mind, even if it means going against the norms of her society. She is loyal to those she trusts and will do anything to protect them. She has a dry sense of humor and a quick wit, making her fairly popular among her crewmates on the pirate ship.

Amisra is a skilled fighter and has a strong sense of justice. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty and will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. She is also a natural leader thanks to being groomed as heir of her kingdom, but she has no qualms about following the orders of her captain as long as it doesn’t go against her moral compass.

Despite her tough exterior, Amisra has a soft spot for her best friend and confidante, Tanithil. She sees him as a vital member of the crew and her life and will do anything to keep him safe.

She is also haunted by the loss of her kingdom and the betrayal of those she once trusted. She struggles with feelings of anger and bitterness, but tries to keep them in check. She knows that dwelling on the past will only hold her back and is determined to carve out a new future for herself and Tanithil.

Background Occupation Princess and heir (formerly) Bodyguard (formerly) Pirate (currently) Living Immediate Family Members: N/A Dead Immediate Family Members: King Taerel Keyrel || Father Queen Saria Keyrel || Mother Princess Lyrei Keyrel || Baby Sister Current Companions: Tanithil Malaggar Current and Past Lover(s): One does not kiss and tell…usually Current Equipment(Any weapons etc): A falchion A pistol A necklace her sister made her Coin pouch

History(2 paragraph minimum):

Princess Amisra Keyrel was born to King Taerel Keyrel and Queen Sarai Keyrel and was groomed to become the next ruler of her kingdom, Thael Taesi. She grew up in a palace filled with love and warmth, surrounded by doting parents and loyal servants. From a young age, Amisra showed a natural aptitude for combat and was trained by the best in the kingdom. Her favorite teacher was General Zarra Malaggar, who was immensely skilled in hand-to-hand combat, bladed weapons, and ranged weapons.

Amisra also became best friends with the General's grandson, Tanithil, who showed a natural talent for magic. Amisra's mother struggled to have any more children, miscarrying many times, until she finally had another little girl. Unfortunately, her mother fell ill after giving birth to her sister, Lyrei, and Amisra took on the responsibility of raising her with the help of servants and her father. Her little sister became her whole world, and she loved her deeply.

However, Amisra's happy life came to an abrupt end when General Malaggar and King Zanithel betrayed her family and seized control of their kingdom. They were given three days to surrender, and Amisra and her family were put under house arrest. Amisra and Tanithil made a plan to get her family out and escape, but as they were packing, they were caught by General Malaggar.

They heard the screams from the other room and came out to find her mother and sister dead. Blind with rage, Amisra attacked Zarra with Tanithil assisting from the side. Amisra's emotions got the better of her, and Zarra won the fight. Before Zarra could strike a killing blow, Tanithil jumped in and saved Amisra but lost his hand in the process. Amisra held her friend in a panic, trying to stop the bleeding and faintly hearing General Zarra be called to back down. In one last fit of anger, Amisra sent a shadow dagger flying at the General and managed to scar her face before Tanithil whisked them out of there.

Only having each other now and being on the run, they found a light elven man who would go on to smuggle them out of Thael Taesi and into the dwarven city of Ironhold on a ship. They spent 40 years there, with Amisra working as a bodyguard for an inventor and keeping up her combat skills. They would go on to meet the light elven man once more, who was now a pirate captain, and join his crew, where they have been for the last 60 years.

Combat and Magic Stat Creation

ALL SPECIES ANSWER:

Fitness Level(If you’re active, please list how. Sports activity? Etc):
⋆ Very active. Living on a ship is more of a workout than many may realize with all the physical labor one has to do.

What are your character’s physical strengths?
⋆ Strength. Amisra is exceptionally strong due to the physical labor she does on the ship along with keeping up her fighting skills. She’s often found climbing the rigging which also helps build her upper body strength.
⋆ Agile. Living on a ship you learn agility rather quickly or you quickly become useless. She has wonderful reflexes and coordination as well due to this.
⋆ Hand-to-hand combat. Being a physical fighter she’s had to learn hand-to-hand combat and she’s had quite a few years and experiences to master it.
⋆ Melee and ranged weapons. She’s trained with all sorts of weapons since she was a child, but she especially excels with falchions, pistols, and bows as these are her weapons of choice.
⋆ High pain tolerance. She’s always naturally had a higher pain tolerance than most, but years of being a pirate and having to build that pain tolerance due to the high injury rate in her job has heightened that tolerance even more.
⋆ Balance and endurance. With being on a moving ship you gain balance pretty quickly otherwise you could fall overboard. You also have to build endurance because you don’t often get days off while working on a ship.

What are your character’s physical weaknesses?
⋆ Long-distance running. Spending so much time on a ship she doesn't get to practice long distance running much. Her speed when running is more on the average side as well.
⋆ Alcoholic. While not as bad as some, Amisra has turned to alcohol as a way to cope with some of her traumas. Because of this, it can sometimes leave her in a vulnerable state.
⋆ Emotional triggers. She feels things strongly and if she’s triggered emotionally she can go into a blind rage which can be a blessing and a curse as she will lose focus thus letting her guard down.
⋆ Terrain. She’s spent years on a ship, when she gets off the ship it takes her a bit to get used to walking on solid ground again and so her balance is off for a bit.
⋆ Magic. It was never something she was focused on nor was she ever very good at it. Tanithil has been teaching her some as of late, but it’s a slow progression.

Years of Experience:
Weapon(s):
⋆ 240 years of general training with ranged and melee weapons. 200 years mastering falchions and bows. 60 years with a pistol.

Hand-to-Hand Combat:
⋆ 240 years of general hand to hand combat

Dark Elves
⋆ Offensive Erebokinesis: 70 years, best magic skill but still not great.
⋆ Shrouding: 70 years, but struggles with this.
⋆ Shielding: 70 years, second best magic skill yet still fails her often.

Best Abilities(Fairies will specialize):

Melee, ranged, and hand-to-hand combat

Amisra’s Stats Physical Stats Strength: ⬤⬤⬤⬤◯ Ground Speed:⬤⬤⬤◯◯ Stamina: ⬤⬤⬤◯◯ Dexterity:⬤⬤⬤⬤⬤ Durability: ⬤⬤◯◯◯ Combat Stats Hand-to-Hand Combat: ⬤⬤⬤⬤⬤ Melee Weapon Combat: ⬤⬤⬤⬤⬤ Ranged Weapon Combat: ⬤⬤⬤⬤⬤ Magic Stats Offensive Erebokinesis:: ⬤⬤⬤◯◯ Shrouding:⬤⬤◯◯◯ Shielding: ⬤⬤◯◯◯

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 6pm
Location: The Suda Kurau
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn
Aesthetic: Top/Jacket, Pants, Boots, and Hair

Kalliope couldn't help but notice the captain studying her with a discerning gaze. Was he suspicious of her? Did he question why she knew his language? Would he ask? Kalliope had not used the language in a few years and knew she was rusty, but she hoped she could pick it up quickly. This would be a good test.

As the captain corrected himself from calling her a girl, Kalliope let out a small giggle. "I'm hardly a lady, that's for sure. A woman? Yes, I have been considered a woman for quite some time now," she said with a smirk, looking up from her nails to observe him reprimanding his crew for their lack of observation. Kalliope's respect for him grew as she watched him care for his crew. Any other captain would have lashed them immediately, but not him.

The captain's attention returned to her, but Kalliope waved off his apology. "No need to apology," she said, unsure if that was the right word to use. She furrowed her brow in irritation but pressed on. "I'm impressed with how you handle your men. Much better than many I've seen. Though I feel I must apologize." Finally, the word came to her. "I did not intend to get them in trouble. It merely became a game when I was able to get on board," she said with an apologetic smile.

"Damn...and here I was hoping you'd forgotten you'd asked who I was," Kalliope said with another giggle, pushing off the railing to stand up straight. "Kalliope Arden, at your service," she said with a theatrical bow and charming grin. "Would the fine captain of this lovely vessel still be willing to show me around? And perhaps he'd also grace me with his name, since I know more of his crew's names at this point?"

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 6pm
Location: The Sada Kurau
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn
Aesthetic: Top/Jacket, Pants, Boots, and Hair

As the crew surrounded Kalliope with their weapons drawn, she couldn't help but stifle a laugh at their panicked reaction. She had been wandering around the ship undetected for some time and found their sudden vigilance amusing. Despite her amusement, she knew that any sudden moves on her part could provoke them further, so she kept her hands raised in a show of surrender.

"My, so many men eager to show me their weapons so soon? You all could at least buy me dinner first," she quipped, though she wasn't sure how many of them understood her language. Her joke would likely be lost on many of them.

As a man stepped forward, Kalliope surmised that he must be the captain. She watched the scene unfold with an amused grin, noting that he spoke a language that was likely unfamiliar to many of Caesonia. She also observed that while the crew seemed to relax at some orders and go back to their duties, they still kept their weapons trained on her. In Kalliope's mind, this was the first smart thing they had done since she had walked onto the ship.

Kalliope found it curious that the captain seemed relaxed with her presence on his ship. She wondered if he was merely overconfident in his abilities or if he was playing some other game. Nonetheless, she noted that he kept his distance, which showed that he wasn't completely overconfident. This caused Kalliope to gain a bit of respect for him.

As the captain looked her up and down, Kalliope wondered if he was sizing her up or captivated by her appearance. She knew that many considered her a sight to behold with her red hair and tanned skin, but her scars often scared men off. She had even been called a "beautiful tragedy" by a certain king. Although she had convinced herself that she had accepted her scars, Kalliope couldn't help but wonder if it was a lie. Nonetheless, she was adept at lying and kept her emotions hidden.

“You, strange lady. Who are you? Why do you come here? To our Sada Kurau?”

Kalliope blinked at the captain's question and stared at him for a moment before letting out a chuckle. "Strange lady? And here I thought I was merely just one girl," she replied, using the same language he had spoken earlier. She leaned against the ship's railing, beginning to pick at her nails as a playful smirk danced across her lips. "Worry not, Captain. I merely let curiosity get the better of me and decided to have a little fun. I've just returned from a trip outside of Eromora and on my way back home, I spied your beautiful vessel here. So I decided to admire your beautiful Sada Kurau. I meant no offense, I assure you." With her bit of fun over and done with, Kalliope's smile became a bit friendlier. There was no sense in making an enemy of the captain if she hadn't already.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 6pm
Location: The Docks
Interactions: N/A
Aesthetic: Top/Jacket, Pants, Boots, and Hair

Kalliope stepped off the gangway and breathed in the salty air of Caesonia's bustling port. It was evening, and the sun had just begun to dip below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the sky. The past two weeks had been rough for her. She had been sent on a job that required her to travel by ship and spent the last two weeks heading back on said ship, which wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for her bunkmate. The woman had talked nonstop the entire journey, leaving Kalliope with no reprieve from the constant chatter. For a brief moment, she’d even considered using her skills to rid herself of the woman, but trying to be rid of a body on a ship when there were many eyes to get past sounded more like a headache than it was worth. So now she had a buzzing headache that she desperately wished to get rid of and a hot bath with a good book sounded like the perfect cure.

As she made her way through the busy streets of the docks, Kalliope couldn't help but feel relieved to be back on solid ground. While she didn’t mind traveling by ship, even enjoyed it sometimes, this time the constant swaying of the ship had made her queasy, and the noise of the waves crashing against the hull had kept her up at night. Or maybe it was just the snoring of her bunkmate. Gods above, she truly despised that woman now. She was looking forward to a good night's sleep in her own bed. Of course King Edin would like a debriefing on her mission, but that could wait until the morning. She truly didn’t know if she could deal with his idiocy tonight.

As she walked, something caught her eye - a ship she didn't recognize. It was foreign yet familiar, and she couldn't resist the urge to investigate. Glancing at the name, the Sada Kurau, memories of a gruff old foreigner she'd befriended in the pit mine came flooding back. He had paid dearly for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but she had found him endearing nonetheless. Maybe it was the fond memories of this man that drew her to the ship, or maybe it was simply her curiosity getting the better of her. She looked around, checking for any alert eyes, before silently slipping up the gangplank. She knew she shouldn't be snooping, but she found she couldn't resist. She wanted to find out more about these people and where they came from.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Kalliope Arden

Appearance

	Age 24 Gender Female Height 5’2 Weight 127 lbs Eye Color Vivid green

Hair Length/Texture

Falling just below shoulder length with soft waves

Hair Color

Auburn red

Skin Color

Surprisingly tan given her hair color

Facial details(freckles, moles, etc)

Kalliope has beautiful features with soft freckles over her nose, but one striking detail that’s hard to miss is the jagged scars over the left side of her face.

Distinguishing features

Her most distinguishing features are her hair color and the scars on her face. If you look closer you’ll also notice she has quite a bit of scaring over the rest of her body including lashing marks across her back from being whipped in prison.

Clothing Preferences

Most often when people see her in the castle she’s dressed comfortably in dark clothing. Usually a slightly tighter fitting top, dark pants, and dark comfortable boots. Kalliope, however, actually has a love for fashion and clothing. If you were to visit her apartment within the castle and look in her closet you’d find it’s filled with fine dresses and other clothing that’s in style currently. She also has clothing from Caesonia, Varian, and even Alidasht as she likes to where what she wants when she wants and when the mood strikes her.

Psychology

Likes: ☪ Books ☪ Music, especially playing the piano and singing ☪ Fashion, clothing, and jewelry ☪ Sweets, sweets, and more sweets ☪ Her swords ☪ Nighttime ☪ Her own space ☪ Alcohol of all types ☪ Parties ☪ Sunshine Dislikes: ☪ People disturbing her when she reads ☪ Prying people ☪ People that chew loudly ☪ People that underestimate her ☪ Edin, but she tolerates his idiocy ☪ Not having time for herself ☪ Apples Sexuality: Heteroflexible Hobbies: ☪ Reading ☪ Singing ☪ Shopping Life Goals/Dreams: Shh it’s a secret.

Personality Summary:

Kalliope is a complex and multifaceted individual, shaped by her past experiences. She is driven by a fierce determination to reach her life goals, and this drive fuels her every action. She is confident in her abilities and is not afraid to take risks or challenge authority when she sees fit.

Despite her many talents, Kalliope can be quite conceited at times. She takes pride in her many abilities and is not afraid to show it. She enjoys being admired and praised for her skills, and sometimes has a tendency to show off or boast about her accomplishments.

Kalliope's confidence often manifests as a sarcastic and slightly vulgar sense of humor. She has a quick wit and is not afraid to make biting comments or crude jokes when the occasion calls for it. This can sometimes rub people the wrong way, but Kalliope doesn't mind – she knows that she is more than capable of handling herself in any situation.

Beneath her tough exterior, Kalliope has a caring and protective side, especially towards those she cares about. She can be fiercely loyal to those who earn her trust, and will go to great lengths to protect them from harm.
One of Kalliope's defining traits is her secrecy. She is very guarded and does not reveal much about herself or her past to others, preferring to keep her true thoughts and feelings hidden. This can make it difficult for others to get close to her, but those who do earn her trust will find a fiercely loyal friend and ally in Kalliope.

Background

	Current occupation: Works for King Edin, don’t ask questions Any past occupations?: Nosy aren’t we? Does being a prisoner count? Relatives: None, they’re all long gone Skills: ☪ Singing and playing piano ☪ Hand-to-hand combat and bladed weapons training ☪ Does being a charming confident bitch count?

History Summary:

Kalliope is pretty secretive when it comes to her history. If people were to ask her about herself she often informs them that she was adopted and raised in Alidasht by a man who was paranoid and ran the underbelly of Genasea. From a young age she was taught how to fight, sneak around, steal, and basically do anything her father asked of her. She didn’t have a childhood that many would admire, if she messed up or acted against her fathers wishes then she was punished severely. This only served to make her more defiant of him, but she did know her limits…usually.

At one point as a young teenager she got to meet and befriend some of the Alidashtian royals, even growing closer to a few. She supposedly was helping the Grand Vizier with some things and was just another of his servants for a bit. This lasted for a few years until she was 17 years old and she decided she didn’t enjoy doing her father’s bidding and wished to leave. She informed him that she was using the money she’d made over the years to buy her freedom from him, something he often held over her head, but she was not met favorably. He was furious with her, but finally told her if she did one last job for him she would be free to go. She agreed reluctantly and soon was off to complete this last job.

Things went south quickly and she soon found out she’d been framed for the murder of someone near and dear to her. She found his body there, the building on fire, and guards soon surrounding her as she sat over the body in disbelief. She was arrested and found her father there smirking at her. His last words to her were “Perhaps this lesson will teach you to disobey me.” She was then sent to one of the most ruthless and highest security prisons in all of Alidasht, a pit mine many never made it out of.

Heartbroken and furious, she was led through the mines as they explained what she was to do there. She saw starving, sick people who’s spirits were completely broken. The sight only served to break her more, especially when some of the prisoners were even children. Could the Sultan actually know of the conditions here? He didn’t seem like the kind to allow this, could he? She felt sick and she decided she couldn’t live like this. Before the guards knew what was happening, Kalliope had grabbed a pickaxe and she attempted her escape. She killed seven men before she was shot with an arrow and stopped. They didn’t let her die, keeping her alive and making her suffer. She was whipped severely after that and proceeded to spend the next five years there until a little prince decided to free her.

It seemed rumors of her feat in prison had reached a young prince in Caesonia just in time for a special competition the King was holding. Each noble was allowed to present one champion to compete in a series of games. Whoever won would be awarded riches and be gifted a place to live on the palace grounds. They would work for King Edin in a special position and be viewed as almost a lesser noble. Knowing the king would be horrified a criminal was in the competition, let alone that she was a woman, Prince Callum named Kalliope as his champion and she went on to compete. She won, of course, and now has been working for Edin and living in the castle for the last two years. She is often gone, however, as Edin sends her many places for…diplomatic matters.

Questionnaire

History

Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?
Well, I certainly wasn't nurtured. My 'father' was a paranoid criminal who only taught me skills that would be useful to him. And don't even get me started on the conditions in that prison. Neglected would be an improvement.

When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?
My sanctuary? Ha! When I was upset, I didn't have the luxury of a sanctuary. I had to toughen up and deal with my problems head-on. There was no one to turn to, no place to hide. But if you're asking where I go to blow off steam now, it's usually the training grounds or a good old-fashioned brawl in a tavern. Or maybe it’s getting lost in a good book in my room while eating a bunch of sweets. Or shopping! And maybe parties with Callum and Anastasia.

What were you like in your teenage years?
In my teenage years, I was a bit of a rebel. I didn't like being told what to do and I often acted out against my father's wishes. But I was also very good at keeping secrets and was loyal to those who were close to me. It wasn't until I was thrown into prison that I truly learned the value of true freedom.

How close are you to your parents?
Parents? What parents? I was raised by a paranoid maniac who ran the criminal underworld, if you can even call that parenting. So no, I'm not exactly close to my 'parents' or anyone else for that matter.

Do you have any trauma that haunts you?
pauses for a moment, looking away as if lost in thought Haunts me? No, I wouldn't say it haunts me. But I carry the weight of my past with me every day, and it's shaped who I am now. The years I spent in that pit mine, seeing the suffering of those people, it's not something I can forget. And the betrayal of someone close to me, leading to my imprisonment... it's not easy to trust anyone after that. But I wouldn't say it haunts me. I've learned to live with it, and I've learned to use it to my advantage.

What advice would you give your younger self?
Trust your instincts, little girl, and don’t let fear hold you back. Also seek out trustworthy friends and allies to help you when times get tough…or manipulate them to owe you in the future when you call on them.

Were you an obedient child or defiant?
Oh honey, let's just say that obedience wasn't exactly my strong suit. I was always a bit of a rebel and never liked being told what to do. That's probably why I ended up in prison for a while there. But hey, it all worked out in the end, didn't it? I guess I really haven’t changed much either. smirks as she crosses her arms and leans back into the chair, placing her feet up on the table

What is your biggest regret?
face hardening some, she all but glares at the interviewer Next question.

Romance

Have you ever been in love?
Oh, you mean that warm and fuzzy feeling that makes you want to do stupid things and throw all logic out the window? No thanks, I'll pass. Love is overrated and just another way for people to get hurt.

What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.
Oh, so we’re keeping with these questions? Brave soul. Well, they gotta be able to handle my attitude and not be intimidated by a woman who can handle herself. They should also be good in bed, obviously. Oh, and they gotta have some serious coin. I'm not about to settle for some broke loser.

How do you display affection? What is your love language?
Oh please, do I look like a touchy-feely kind of person? My love language is called 'mind your own damn business and don't fucking touch me unless I ask you to.' But seriously, I don't really show affection that much, except maybe with a well-placed insult or a punch to the arm. You gotta earn my affection, and most people don't even come close.

Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?
Oh, my dear, sweet summer child. Of course, I've had my first kiss. It was like eating a really delicious piece of chocolate cake, but with more tongue involved. Ah, those were the days.

Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?
Love at first sight? Please! That's just your eyes getting ahead of your brain. Sure, physical attraction is a real thing, but real love takes time to develop. You gotta get to know the person, see if you're compatible, if you can put up with their quirks and they can put up with yours. So no, I don't believe in love at first sight. But hey, if it works for some people, good for them.

What does marriage mean to you?
Marriage? Hm, I don't know. The idea of being tied down to just one person for the rest of my life seems a bit suffocating. But who knows, maybe I'll meet someone who changes my mind. For now, I'm just enjoying the single life and not worrying too much about it.

Are you currently crushing on anyone?
So goddamn nosy, are you done yet? (open for plotting)

Do you ever consider having children in the future?
Well, honey, I'm not even sure I'll make it to tomorrow, let alone think about children in the future. Besides, do I look like the maternal type to you? But hey, who knows what the future holds, right?

Personality

Describe your ideal Sunday morning:
My ideal Sunday morning? Well, first of all, it has to start with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate. I love to curl up in my favorite armchair and get lost in a good story. After that, I would love to head out for some shopping. There's nothing like browsing through the stores and finding some great deals. Of course, I would need to stop for some sweets along the way, maybe a nice cupcake or some ice cream. And then, in the afternoon, I would love to attend a fabulous party, dressed up in my favorite fashion. So, basically, my ideal Sunday morning involves books, sweets, shopping, fashion, and parties – all the things I love!.

What kind of person do you aspire to be?
I don't like to reveal too much about myself or my aspirations. Let's just say that I have big plans for the future, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to achieve them.

What bad habits do you have?
Honey, I'm perfect in every way. But if I had to pick something, it would be that I tend to indulge in too much sugar and sometimes stay up way too late reading.

If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?
Oh, you know, everyone has things they wish they could change. But I prefer to focus on the present and the future, rather than dwelling on the past.

What is your greatest fear?
Oh, you know, just the usual stuff. Spiders, heights, the dark, commitment, and running out of chocolate. Nothing too crazy, right?

What are your pet peeves?
Oh, just a few things. People who don't know how to use their brains, loud chewers, and anyone who tries to talk to me before I've had my morning coffee. Nothing major, you know? Oh! And people who try to pry into my personal life. a deadly smirk plays on her lips as she stares the nervous interviewer down

When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?
When I'm in a sour mood, I prefer to be alone. I find that time to myself helps me clear my head and work through whatever is bothering me.

Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?
ponders for a moment Both? Both. Both is good.