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▐ ❝I am a queen, but I am more than that. I fought beside my people, and I know what they go through. I will continue to fight alongside them, because how can I ask them to do something I myself am not willing to do as well?❞
╠═ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ═╣
╬═ Name ═╬
┠ First ┨ Lykopis
┠ Middle ┨ Elpis
┠ Last ┨ Argyris
┠ Name Meanings ┨
Lykopis: Greek; She-Wolf; Lie-cope-iss
Elpis: Greek; Hope; El-p-iss
Argyris: Greek; Silver; Are-guy-riss
┠ Nickname ┨ Queen
╬═ Age ═╬
┠ Appearance ┨24
┠ Chronological ┨987
┠ Date of Birth ┨ January 26
┠ Place of Birth ┨ Gargarean camp
▐ ❝Cruel? No. I am not cruel. But I do what I have to. I have to make decisions where there's no good answer. Those decisions have to be made, and they are my responsibility ❞
╠═ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ═╣
╬═ Relationships ═╬
┠ Sexual Orientation ┨ Pansexual
┠ Current Status ┨ Open
┠ Infatuation ┨None
┠ Activity ┨ Essentially nonexistent
╬═ History ═╬
┠ Heritage ┨
Beautiful. That's what people used to describe Leana. With most Amazons the first thing you would use is a fighting skill, but with Leana it was her beauty. Which was her downfall. Leana was captured by the Gargareans when she was out hunting. With her beauty she was fought over, and the king himself got her. She was pregnant pretty soon. But she grew used to the life, and instead of just the king's slave, she became his consort. She convinced him to keep the daughter born until the Exchange.
┠ Childhood ┨
With no parents, Lykopis was shuffled around a bit. But then, the women found out who her mother was. Leana had been the queen's sister, and the Queen missed Leana. So, she to keep her memory alive, the Queen took in Lykopis as her own. In this position she got the best teachers, and was well on her way to being a legendary fighter.
┠ Adolescence ┨
Lykopis remained being friends with the Queen, fighting alongside her in battle against outsiders. She saved the queen's life, but was injured in the process. The amazons didn't realize she was alive, so they retreated. Gargareans went over the battlefield and found Lykopis. They healed her to become a slave. She found out her mother had died, having been killed in a fight over her. It didn't effect Lykopis, she had never known her mother.
But she found out she had a half brother. Even when she was a slave for a time, she always plotted. She refused to accept that this was her entire future. Her half brother, Akakos, decided to help her. He got her out in the middle of the night, giving her a sword and a way out of camp. But she was caught. Lykopis had never been one to give up, and she followed that protocol now, fighting. She ended up killing her father, but she just ran back to camp. They were shocked to see her, and she was shocked to be pregnant. She gave birth to a baby boy that she ended up sending right back to the Gargareans, making Akakos swear to take care of him.
┠ Adulthood ┨
When Lykopis returned, the Queen was dying. The warrior stayed by her friend's side throughout it, and that ended up being good. The queen had no children, and as Lykopis was her sisters daughter, she was the closest living relative. But the queen made her the official Heir before dying.
Under Lykopis's new rule, less Amazons died. The population gradually grew, and the people loved Lykopis. One day, they captured a young Gargarean. A mother never forgets, and Lykopis certainly hadn't. She made sure no one would touch her son. One woman liked him so much she went for him anyway, but the Queen was having none of that. She killed the Amazon to protect her son, definitely drawing the line in the sand. She and her son grew closer over time, talking and sparring together. It was years after Lykopis had her son returned to her that the battle happened. During that time, she discovered that her only other relative, Akakos. As usual, she went in to fight with her people. But when she returned, her son was gone. She was devastated, and has never completely stopped searching for him. Since then she has won more and more battles, defending their lands.
▐ ❝Sometimes... Just sometimes, I can forget my duties and just be another person, sometimes even a mother. I don't dare do it often, but those are the times that I am the happiest. ❞
╠═ Ｍｅｎｔａｌ ═╣
╬═ Personality ═╬
Lykopis may be beautiful, but that's not what draws attention. She has a regal, hostile bearing to her, a slight upwards tilt of the head, squaring of the shoulders and straightening of the spine that gives off waves that tell you she is a queen, and expects to be treated as such. She doesn't want you to drop down to bow to her, but she does expect to be treated with respect. And she requires you to be willing to follow her into battle.
She will lead you there though-- she is not afraid to fight herself. She has a raging temper that can make her act rashly, and a fight is what she channels it into. Skill and emotion combine, as she remembers her training but also lets instinct and the determination to not let these people she's fighting hurt her own. She tries to control her temper, but the only thing that really helps is being able to let it all out in someway.
Leaders should put their people first, most will tell you. Lykopis doesn't. Her family is first and foremost, even though it's only one: her son. She misses him more than anyone will ever know, because she certainly isn't going to tell them. This queen isn't exactly the type of person to do a heart-to-heart and pour out her feelings. Or even talk much, really. She's the type to just watch and listen most of the time. When she has something to say, she'll just flat-out say it.
╬═ Highs ═╬
┠ Likes ┨
⇒ Hunting
⇒ Being alone
⇒ Animals
⇒ Running
⇒ Sparring
┠ Strengths ┨
⇒ Family
⇒ Protection
⇒ Sword/Knife Fighting
⇒ Hand-to-Hand Combat
⇒ Strategizing
╬═ Lows ═╬
┠ Dislikes ┨
⇒ Waiting
⇒ Males
⇒ Being lonely
⇒ Other's sadness
⇒ Being corrected
┠ Weaknesses ┨
⇒ Temper
⇒ Family
⇒ Spears
⇒ Archery
⇒ Living in the moment
┠ Fear(s) ┨
⇒ Family
↳Absolutely terrified of son being hurt/killed
⇒ Losing
↳It's always a constant fear that she will lose the wrong battle and her people will all be destroyed.
▐ ❝Do not think that I fear you, fool. I am afraid of no one. So you can give your petty threats all you want. I will still run you through with my sword, and my people will still defeat yours. ❞
╠═ Ｓｏｃｉａｌ ═╣
╬═ Status ═╬
┠ Rank ┨ Queen
┠ Respect ┨ 「9.5/10」
┠ Slaves ┨ None
╬═ Associates ═╬
┠ Family ┨
Mother
⇢Leana
↳Dead
↳Love ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
Father
⇢Chares
↳Dead
↳Love ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
Half-Brother
⇢Akakos
↳Alive
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ♡ ♡ ♡
Child
↳Missing; Captured Gargarean
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
┠ Friends ┨ Kratos (her son)
┠ Foes ┨ Anyone who may have hurt her son
┠ Pets ┨ Stallion named Thero ('Wild Beast'). Male falcon trained for both falconry and message carrying, named Tahl.
▐ ❝They're coming, can't you hear them? Ready your horses, raise your swords, and steel your spines! You are fighters, warriors. Mere men have never stopped us before, and they won't start to now! They will not get past us, because they mustn't. If they do, we are lost. So stand strong beside me!❞
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▐ ❝Before I had a child of my own, I never understood why the women grieved when they gave up their sons. Now I know. I know more than they do. For a few, shining moments, I had my son. He was the most precious thing in the world to me. And now he's gone.❞
╠═ Ｐｈｙｓｉｃａｌ ═╣
╬═ Appearance ═╬
┠ Look ┨
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┠ FaceClaim ┨ Katheryn Winnick
┠ Build ┨ 6', 135 lbs
┠ Eyes ┨ Ice blue
┠ Hair ┨ Long, tangled light blonde. Usually braided along the sides to keep it back from her face.
┠ Markings ┨
War paint-
╬═ Apparel ═╬
┠ Prized Belongings ┨
┠ Weapons ┨
-Sword
-Daggers
┠ Clothing Style ┨
▐ ❝I was chosen for this life, I did not pick it. If I could I would go back to the life I had before.❞▐║○ Mrena Nadeen Ragnarsdottir ○║▌» White Eyes ○ 13 ○ Female ○ Heterosexual ○ Priestess «
▐║○ Appearance ○║▌» Ruby O'Leary ○ 160 cm ○ 47 kg «
「 hair 」She had long wavy chestnut hair. It is fairly thin, though it is thick enough that she can do almost anything with it. Although lovely, Mrena isn't very fond of her long hair as it tangles easily and can be a bit unmanageable.
「 eyes 」Mrena received her name for her eyes. They are a lovely silvery white. Mrena's eyes hold youthful innocence yet great mystery at the same time. X
「 body 」Being as she is still quite young, she doesn't have much of a figure and isn't very strong either. Though she has a slim body and although she will never grow to be a warrior, she would make a lovely Priestess.
「 markings 」Mrena doesn't have any permanent markings, however, it isn't uncommon to see her with body paint. Especially it the colors of red and white. X
「 attire 」Mrena is commonly seen in dresses. In special cases during ceremonies and other things that are in need of her presence, she can be seen in white ceremonial garbs. Furs are also very common with her as are simple headpieces. Although she is the priestess, Mrena isn't a big fan of all the furs and dresses.
» kind ○ wise ○ stubborn ○ smart ○ determined ○ spirited «▐║○ Personality ○║▌
Mrena is a kind and compassionate girl. She has a childish spirit and is always trying to reassure those close to her. She is also intelligent, but stubborn. When she sets her mind on something almost no one can change it, the determination she shows is the reason she succeeds. She perseveres when pressured and usually things work out in her favor, though she keeps this bright and happy spirit for her family. That's all she can do, stay bright and happy. She hates violence and even if she wasn't chosen as the priestess, she would've made a poor warrior or guardian. She's curious about the earth and could be considered, wise beyond her years. Mrena has a kind heart and although young, makes a good priestess, if not a great one.
Mrena was born on November 15th. Nothing about her birthday was truly amazing. It was just like any other birthday, however, upon her opening her eyes, they were pure white, well a silvery white. Not only did she receive her name that translates to white eyes, but she was also chosen as the next Priestess. Her mother had been so proud of her baby girl, her mother along with most of the rest of her tribe, spoiled her.▐║○ History ○║▌
Mrena is one of the youngest in the tribe, though surprisingly enough she is also one of the wisest. Ever since she could first walk and talk, she was always curious about her father and the other men. Then she learned of the Gargareans. She learned of the bad blood between male and female, yet still doesn't quite understand it.
When she was ten years old, she had wandered off from her guards just so she could get some peace and quiet. Though of course she had been taken by the Gargareans. Being as young as she was, there really was no use for her and they were going to just kill her, however, a man intervened saying he would take responsibility for her. Mrena had been quite distant and fearful of the man, until he showed her a necklace. It wasn't much to look at, but upon seeing it, Mrena knew exactly who this man was. He was her father. And she had a twin brother as well.
Mrena stayed with her father and brother for a couple months, but she escaped. She had to, she was the Priestess, after all and she had a duty to her tribe. Her brother easily caught her, but didn't stop her. Instead he gave her a white Clydesdale, telling her it was from her father. That was the last time she had seen her brother.
As expected her mother and the other women were shocked as to see her alive and well. She was reprimanded properly by her mother and she became the Amazons priestess once again.「 family 」▐║○ Mother - Asta Pedersdottir「 pets 」
▐║○ Father - Ragnar Gerhardsson
▐║○ Brother - Bjorn Ragnarsson
▐║○ Valdis X
▐║○ Afraa X
▐║○ Other ○║▌「 occupation 」Priestess
「 transportation 」Typically horseback, however, she isn't a stranger to walking either.
「 residence 」Although she's suppose to live in the temple, she feels more comfortable in a small hut along the edges of camp. X
▐ ❝I met my daddy once, and I will never forget him. I love my daddy even though we are enemies.❞
▐ ❝I've always done what I should and what I have to do, but it's my life now and if I so choose to follow you and fall to protect you, I won't hesitate.❞
╠═ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ═╣
╬═ Name ═╬
┠ First ┨ Kratos
┠ Middle ┨ Memphis
┠ Last ┨ Argyris.
┠ Name Meanings ┨
Kratos: Greek- Strength(god of strength), (only his mother calls him this)
Memphis: Greek- Established and Beautiful,
Argyris: Greek; Silver; Are-guy-riss
┠ Nickname ┨ Memphis, Phis, Atos
╬═ Age ═╬
┠ Appearance ┨ 23
┠ Chronological ┨ 397
┠ Date of Birth ┨ June 24th
┠ Place of Birth ┨ Themyscira City
▐ ❝You could have breasts or balls, I'll treat you the same as I treat anyone else that pisses me off. Gender doesn't matter to me, never has, if you decide to be an arse than I'll treat you like shit.❞
╠═ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ═╣
╬═ Relationships ═╬
┠ Sexual Orientation ┨ Bisexual
┠ Current Status ┨ Open
┠ Infatuation ┨None
┠ Activity ┨ Nonexistent currently
╬═ History ═╬
┠ Heritage ┨
With most Amazons the first thing you would use is a fighting skill, but with Leana it was her beauty. Which was her downfall. Leana was captured by the Gargareans when she was out hunting. Claimed by one of the kinds and became pregnant very soon after that. She convinced him to keep the daughter born until the Exchange. Leana's daughter, Lykopis, a woman close to the Queen but was captured by their enemy and became a slave until her half brother assisted in helping her escape. After the Queen's death at Lykopis return, she became Queen and flourished the Amazons into a greater age.
┠ Childhood ┨
Kratos was raised by Akakos, a Gargarean, but he knew that Akakos wasn't his father but his uncle, technically, and knowing exactly who he was and who his mother is. Akakos taught him a lot though, definitely fighting but other things as well, survivor things and as well as some basic knowledge on patching wounds and taking care of them. Kratos didn't understand it at the time but it was his way of preparing Kratos just in case, being the son of the Amazon Queen, you never know what they would do. He grew up mostly isolated, for the most part, but he was eager to learn and only socialized with people Akakos trusted. Akakos did give him a pet in his first few years to train himself, teach and make it obedient but also to protect him as well as serve as a companion which it was for him. For the most part he enjoyed his childhood, always looking back with a smile, but there was always something weighting him down, wishing he knew his mother.
┠ Adolescence ┨
His training became more intense and combat based as he grew older, his curiosity of the Amazon's never ceasing but Akakos made sure to keep him away from the battles going on between them. He began to exceed expectations and was discovered by one of the Gargarean to be a very strong and almost merciless in his style but with precision and strategy. This is how his father discovered him, their build eerily similar it was hard to miss. Alcander was infuriated to discover the slave he'd impregnated had in fact escaped and ended up giving his son to her half brother. So, he attempted to kill Akakos for this, the reason behind it making sense since it was already under suspicion that he'd assisted her escape. Kratos returned home to find Akakos and Alcander deep in battle, and it was obvious that Akakos was not going to win and Kratos refused to let this happen. He'd ceased the fight immediately, demanding to know what was happening. Alcander was the one to explain it, which was his first mistake, his second was calling Kratos' mother a stupid whore that he hoped had died. Kratos snapped, knowing the man was his father but he did not care and chopped the man's head off with the axe Alcander had wielded. He couldn't stay after that though, not after murdering an important Gargarean and causing questions to arise. Kratos left, him and Akakos not wanting to chance what would occur if they found of Kratos was the son of the Amazon Queen. They doubted it would end too good, especially if she ended up caring for him. He packed a sack and was gone, heading out into the mountain, trying to get to the other side, not specifically planning to head there but when he was captured by the amazons and nearly killed, it might not have been the smartest move. He was fortunate that his mother had recognized him and saved his life. He spent the rest of his adolescence years with his mother, learning more and developing a deep unbreakable bond with the woman he'd been wishing to meet since learning of her existence.
┠ Adulthood ┨
He grew into a fine man, still a brilliant, smart(got the brains from Lykopis) fighter, vicious but also with certain precision though it did not make him slow. He learned a great deal while the Amazons still, for the most part distaste him being there which left him as isolated as he was as a child but he didn't mind it too much, he was used to it. His mother and him were extremely close, friends as well as mother and son. He did look up to her, respect her but it didn't stop him from being very passionate about certain things, one of them being he just wished they could get over their differences and end the war. He wasn't allowed to partake in war for the Amazons either, though he understood why. He was left one battle and as he was brushing his horse, he was knocked out from behind. He awoke in the middle of unfamiliar forest, left for the elements or the animals to pick him off. Luckily due to the survival skills Akakos had taught him and the ones he'd learned travelling the mountain he was able to keep himself alive. His pet had also found him after some time but otherwise he struggled to find him way back, so lost deep that he doubted he would ever be able to get back to his mother.
▐ ❝No one talks about my mother like that and gets away with it, especially the bastard who raped her.❞
╠═ Ｍｅｎｔａｌ ═╣
❝We were all given life for a reason, the gods made us who we are, if they wished you a man, you would be, if they wished you a woman, that is what you'd be. We all have a purpose in this world, don't make mine ending your's. ❞
╬═ Personality ═╬
Kratos is a very loyal person, once you've gained his trust and he sees you as his ally. He is kind and caring, showing his 'nice guy' side to only those he cares about otherwise you meet his cold hard exterior. He looks intimidating, mean and cruel which he very well can be, merciless at times as well as highly intelligent though that doesn't come across as nicely. He is protective, in general, he had a hero complex, having the urge to save those in help and has a love for animals. He enjoys learning more and expanding his knowledge in all kinds of fields. He doesn't see the point in fighting though, he may be good at it and once in combat will kill but he wishes there was some other way, a compromise. He mostly keeps these feelings to himself but often, when high strung and passionately he'll blurt something of the like to his mother.
╬═ Highs ═╬
┠ Likes ┨
⇒ Family (mother and Uncle)
⇒ Silouanos (horse)
⇒ Combat Training
⇒ Felis (Ocelot companion since childhood)
⇒ Cooking
┠ Strengths ┨
⇒ Fighting
⇒ Strategies
⇒ Adapting/survival skills
⇒ Morals
⇒ Judgement
╬═ Lows ═╬
┠ Dislikes ┨
⇒ Certain berries
⇒ Wild wolves (most)
⇒ Mean arrogant people
⇒ Discrimination
⇒ Concept of slaves
┠ Weaknesses ┨
⇒ Hero Complex
⇒ Lack of interpersonal skills
⇒ Passion/belief
⇒ His love for his family
⇒ Ignorance (of other people's feeling(not on purpose))
⇒Temper
┠ Fear(s) ┨
⇒ Death
-of people/creatures he cares for
-his own editable death (eaten alive)
-repeating dream of being in a field covered in blood, having just killed everyone, even his mother and uncle.
▐ ❝I've been dreaming of meeting you since I was a little boy, and they hold nothing to what I feel standing beside you everyday.❞
╠═ Ｓｏｃｉａｌ ═╣
╬═ Status ═╬
┠ Rank ┨ 'Heir'
┠ Respect ┨ 「4/10」
┠ Slaves ┨ None
╬═ Associates ═╬
┠ Family ┨
Mother
⇢ Lykopis Elpis Argyris
↳Alive
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Father
⇢ Alcander Coniah Obelix
↳Dead
↳Love ======================
┠ Friends ┨
Akakos
┠ Foes ┨
Various Amazons, some Gargareans. No one in specific.
┠ Pets ┨
Felis (Ocelot):
Silouanos:
▐ ❝Survival isn't about who's the most strongest, it's about those who are able to adapt and learn quickly. You can be as strong as you want, but infection will still kill the man who can break boulders.❞
╠═ Ｐｈｙｓｉｃａｌ ═╣╬═ Appearance ═╬
┠ Look ┨
┠ FaceClaim ┨ Alexander Ludwig
┠ Build ┨ 6'2" / 194 pounds
┠ Eyes ┨ blue eyes
┠ Hair ┨ blonde hair
┠ Markings ┨ Scars on his arms, chest, back and legs from sparring and some fights he's been in. Distinct scar on his forehead, three small slashed marks from Felis when he first got her.
┠ Other ┨
╬═ Apparel ═╬
┠ Prized Belongings ┨
┠Possessions ┨
Bracelet Akakos gave him before leaving:
Necklace he got from Lykopis:
┠ Weapons ┨
┠ Clothing Style ┨
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╠═ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ═╣╬═ Name ═╬
┠ First ┨ Fernin (she was only given a first name)
╬═ Age ═╬
┠ Appearance ┨ 23
┠ Chronological ┨ 299 (approximately)
┠ Date of Birth ┨ Unknown
┠ Place of Birth ┨ Unknown
▐ ❝I do what I can to help the sick and heal the injured... But sometimes I wonder, is it enough?❞
╠═ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ═╣
╬═ Relationships ═╬
┠ Sexual Orientation ┨ Heterosexual
┠ Current Status ┨ Open
┠ Activity ┨ (?)
╬═ History ═╬
┠ Heritage ┨ Very little is known about Fernin's heritage. She is quite the mystery, as a babe she was left before the tribe by a man of unknown origin. He said only that her name was Fernin before fleeing. It has been speculated that he was her father but this has never been confirmed.
┠ Childhood ┨ Fernin's early childhood is unknown, she was only a year or two old when she was left with the tribe. After she was left with the tribe she had a fairly normal childhood. She took special interest in the healing art and followed the previous healer around like a duckling after its mother. She was kind to everyone in the tribe though always felt like an outsider.
┠ Adolescence ┨ As she grew into a young woman, she began taking on more responsibility than she probably should have. As if to make up for not truly being part of the tribe. She apprenticed the healer since she had a mind for remembering herbs and the stomach for some of the more grisly wounds the warriors managed to pick up. Though she was kind to everyone still, she didn't develop many close friendships.
┠ Adulthood ┨ After becoming healer, Fernin began working tirelessly for the tribe. She wanted to know what she could do to repay them for taking her in, something that wasn't done lightly. At some points though she does stop trying to make up for her presence in the tribe and wonder about the man who left her with them. Was he her father? Or perhaps he knew her parents.
▐ ❝I'm grateful to everyone for giving me a home, they're my family and my kin. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to know the people who gave me life though.❞
╠═ Ｍｅｎｔａｌ ═╣
╬═ Personality ═╬ Fernin is a calm woman. She isn't rattled or riled easily, she almost has to. If she was shaken after every violent sickness or traumatic injury she wouldn't be a very efficient healer. She works tirelessly for others, taking little care for her own desires most of the time. She does know to take care of herself though, without her who would care for the tribe? When she takes some time for herself she usually uses that time to make sure she has everything she needs to keep the tribe healthy. In the very rare moments when she thinks only of herself, she usually takes a moonlit walk and admires the heavens above.
╬═ Highs ═╬
┠ Likes ┨
⇒ Healing herbs
⇒ Helping her tribeswomen
⇒ Sweets
⇒ Caring for the sick and injured, even if they are not from her tribe
⇒ Stargazing
┠ Strengths ┨
⇒ Healing
⇒ Memorization
⇒ Nerves of steel
⇒ Intuition
⇒ Determination
╬═ Lows ═╬
┠ Dislikes ┨
⇒ Bitter things
⇒ Death
⇒ Being a midwife
⇒ Mushrooms
⇒ Snow
┠ Weaknesses ┨
⇒ Low stamina
⇒ Can be too deliberate
⇒ Too trusting
⇒ Can't stand to see anyone sick or injured
⇒ Workaholic
┠ Fear(s) ┨
⇒ Being kicked out of the tribe
- Never being fully accepted by the tribe
⇒ Eating a mushroom
- Needing herbs during a harsh winter
▐ ❝Man, woman, Amazon, or Gargarean. It makes no difference, someone in pain is someone in pain and if I can help them it is my duty to do so.❞
╠═ Ｓｏｃｉａｌ ═╣
╬═ Status ═╬
┠ Rank ┨ Healer
┠ Respect ┨ 「8/10」
┠ Slaves ┨ None
╬═ Associates ═╬
┠ Family ┨
No known Family
↳Love (open) ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤/♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
▐ ❝I didn't know my mother or my father, all I've ever known is the tribe.❞
╠═ Ｐｈｙｓｉｃａｌ ═╣
╬═ Appearance ═╬
┠ Look ┨
┠ FaceClaim ┨ Sienna Guillory
┠ Build ┨ 140lbs 6'8"
┠ Eyes ┨ Dark blue
┠ Hair ┨ Red orange
╬═ Apparel ═╬
┠ Prized Belongings ┨ Mortar and pestal given to her by the previous healer and eagle feathers left by the man who brought her to the tribe.
┠ Clothing Style ┨
▐ ❝Sorry, were you talking to me? I was too busy not caring.❞
╠═ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ═╣
╬═ Name ═╬
┠ First ┨ Naenia
┠ Middle ┨ Alonya
┠ Last ┨ Duncan
┠ Name Meanings ┨
Naenia- Elegy
Alonya- Torch of light
Duncan- Brown Warrior
┠ Nickname ┨
Nae, Alon, Deli.
╬═ Age ═╬
┠ Appearance ┨ 24
┠ Chronological ┨ 879
┠ Date of Birth ┨ Jaunuary 28th
┠ Place of Birth ┨ WaterFall in Cψlκ Μσυπτλιπs
▐ ❝This is my life, my profession, I know what I need to do and I am the one in control. Everything else is relevant.❞
╠═ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ═╣
╬═ Relationships ═╬
┠ Sexual Orientation ┨ Pansexual
┠ Current Status ┨ Single
┠ Infatuation ┨ None
┠ Activity ┨ Lacking
╬═ History ═╬
┠ Heritage ┨
Her great great grandparents came to the island to hide many centuries before the current generation. Alasdair and Peyton Duncan had arrived in the island, hoping to seek refuge from the vikings terrorizing their nation [Scotland]. On the island there were already people who called themselves the Amazons, taking Peyton in but refused to help her husband. She begged and pleaded for them to let him come and survive, that she loved him. They only agreed on the terms that he would work along with the rest of them and they would have to stay with the Priest until they had reverted into their same belief. The couple had accepted the gracious offer. After many months of learning and tying their spiritual knots, they came back to the camp to work. Unfortunately Peyton died giving birth to her last child, her sixth, and named her Kaarina before she left the world at the waterfall in the mountains where she had given birth to all but her first, which had died back in Scotland by a Viking. Alasdair died not much later and the others were left taking care for one another.
Kaarina was a well loved women, she didn't like conflict and was more of a healer spiritual woman. After many years and when the arrangement of the mating was made, she was one of the first women to partake and soon was pregnant with Naenia.
┠ Childhood ┨
Everyone from the Duncan line since coming to this island gave birth to their children at the waterfall, a family tradition. Naenia was birthed here as well, but Kaarina went alone, a foolish, the most foolish thing to do. Her mother luckily survived, crying with her newborn child as she held her. That only lasted for a few minutes because soon some Gargarean men that had been venturing on the mountain had heard the crying and soon sliced the mother's neck and not knowing what to do with the child, they brought it back and soon she was left to the blacksmith.
She was raised by the blacksmith, a cruel man who hit her often for every little mistake she did, even if they weren't a mistake in her mind. She was forced to work and learn the blacksmith trade but as she aged, she grew to like it. She was abused though, viciously which created the dislike in men within her, wishing for escape of this life as well.
┠ Adolescence ┨
It stayed fairly similar as she grew older, just more work, more abuse and soon rape became a common thing, well occasionally but she couldn't even fight or she'd be beaten to a pulp. She hated it and by the time a battle against the Amazons came around, she knew it was her chance to escape. After helping prepare for war, they all headed out, well not all but enough that she was able to pack a small bag and run. This is exactly what she did but she didn't know her way and grew lost, helpless and on the verge of dying, she found the waterfall, collapsing and prayed to the gods for help. As if answering her prayers, a few Amazon warriors came by to sneak attack some of the Gargareans found the slave girl and a few of them brought her back. She was taken care of, looked after until she was healed and healthy. She then swore her allegiance to the Queen and was a member of the Amazons, the best moment of her life. She was moved around to find a role but she wasn't too good at hand-to-hand combat, wasn't too good with much else but eventually she just had enough and said she'd be the Blacksmith. She got surprised looks since it was a skilled trade and they didn't really have anyone to offer her training but she assured them she already knew how to do it. She was put to work and found joy in the work that she'd been forced to learn, just now without the abuse and rape.
Unfortunately, she discovered she was pregnant and at it's birth, the discovery that he was a male, was sent to the Gargareans without her consent. She mourned for a long while.
┠ Adulthood ┨
Aging into adulthood, nothing drastic occurred besides the death of the original Queen she'd come to know, she still missed and wondered what her son was doing, she worked at the blacksmith, enjoying her job and becoming close to many of the people. She was fairly close to the Queen, in a sense at least, but she knew her son better since he tended to be around the Blacksmiths more often than not. They grew a mutual friendship, she taught him some tricks of her trade and he taught her how to use the weapons she made. He was the first Gargarean that she didn't hate so it was a new thing but she respected him as he respected her. During this time she also had many visits from a hawk, one she'd usually see at dawn and then again at dusk. She didn't understand why it kept coming but eventually she got used to it's presence and it began to stay longer, but it wasn't until she few it some scraps of raw meat when their odd friendship began. He was still a wild creature that went off on it's own often but it was a loyal thing that always came back.
But when she had learned of Memphis' disappearance she was saddened, having lost a friend but knew that the Queen would be mourning even more so. She had tried investigating a bit, having a feeling that it was a inside job but couldn't seem to find proof. She took care of his horse though, having a feeling that he would be back, she didn't doubt him.
▐ ❝I'll show you who can flipping work metal, you'll be biting your teeth in when I've finished this and then you'll be sorry for ever doubting me.❞
╠═ Ｍｅｎｔａｌ ═╣
╬═ Personality ═╬
She's a confident girl, hard and stubborn. She will fight tooth and nail for what she wants and won't budge an inch once made up her mind. She's determined and a fighter, she knows who she is and enjoys working as a blacksmith. She's highly intelligent, persuasive and cunning as well as blunt to a fault. She rarely talks no for an answer and when she cares and trusts, she does it fully. Break it, let's just say she can hold a pretty mean grudge.
╬═ Highs ═╬
┠ Likes ┨
⇒ Forging
⇒ Fire
⇒ Animals
⇒ Children
⇒ Dusk
┠ Strengths ┨
⇒ Forging
⇒ Fixing [tools, weapons]
⇒ Armed Combat
⇒ Intellect
⇒ Getting things done
╬═ Lows ═╬
┠ Dislikes ┨
⇒ Rude/Pompous people
⇒ Most men
⇒ Intimacy
⇒ Having to give their children up
⇒ Abuse
┠ Weaknesses ┨
⇒ Physical Strength
⇒ Limps [Bone didn't properly mend]
⇒ Hand-to-Hand combat
⇒ Conversation
⇒ Easily riled
┠ Fear(s) ┨
⇒ Alone
-never seeing Jamon again
-dying alone
⇒ Abuse
-being taken advantage of
-captured and beaten/raped [again]
▐ ❝I used to be but a slave to them, working my ass off for my keep. What they did to me was unspeakable, but I'm standing right here, still ready to work. I have no binds holding me down anymore so you'd better not put some back on or we'll be having a problem.❞
╠═ Ｓｏｃｉａｌ ═╣
╬═ Status ═╬
┠ Rank ┨ BlackSmith
┠ Respect ┨ 「7/10」
┠ Slaves ┨ None
╬═ Associates ═╬
┠ Family ┨
Mother
⇢ Kaarina Cajsa Duncan
↳Dead
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Father
⇢ Aeneas Octavian Zephyr
↳Alive
↳Love =========================
Sibling
⇢Octavian Tadea Zephyr
↳Alive
↳Love ♡ ♡ ♡
Child
⇢ Jamon Ichiro Duncan
↳Alive [Gargarean]
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
┠ Friends ┨
Amazon Warriors
Queen
Heir [Didn't mind him too much]
┠ Foes ┨
Most Gargareans
┠ Pets ┨
Achilles:
▐ ❝For the love of goddess, I can't stand those men. Maybe if they stopped looking at us like we're bugs under their foot we wouldn't be having so many problems.❞
╠═ Ｐｈｙｓｉｃａｌ ═╣
╬═ Appearance ═╬
┠ Look ┨
(view spoiler)
┠ FaceClaim ┨ Laura Fraser
┠ Build ┨ 5'6", 120 pounds
┠ Eyes ┨ Some times green[happy or excited], sometimes light brown[normal], other times almost black [Mad/irritated].
┠ Hair ┨ Black hair
┠ Markings ┨ Few scars on her back, hands, chest and legs, very callused hands.
┠ Other ┨
╬═ Apparel ═╬
┠ Prized Belongings ┨
Passed down from generations:
┠ Weapons ┨
Sword:
Axe:
Daggers:
Bows and Arrows:
┠ Clothing Style ┨
(view spoiler)
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▐ ❝If you think this war is anything but futile, you’re an idiot. Unfortunately, this is as good as it gets.❞
╠═ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ═╣
╬═ Name ═╬ Theria Alexius
┠ First ┨ Theria
┠ Last ┨ Alexius
┠ Name Meanings ┨ Theria/Freedom~Alexius/Defender
┠ Nickname ┨ Songbird ~symbolic of a freed bird, and she sings, so it works.
╬═ Age ═╬ 37 (Looks 19)
┠ Appearance ┨
┠ Chronological ┨
┠ Date of Birth ┨ 17th December
┠ Place of Birth ┨ Gargarean Kingdom
▐ ❝This world is the only one we’ve got. These lives are the only ones we have. Look at how we use them.❞
╠═ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ═╣
╬═ Relationships ═╬
┠ Sexual Orientation ┨ Heterosexual
┠ Current Status ┨ Single
┠ Infatuation ┨ None
┠ Activity ┨ None
╬═ History ═╬
┠ Heritage ┨ Theria was born to a Gargarean slave woman. She entered the world only a few days after the female children were supposed to have been sent to the Amazons, and was practically condemned to death, and her former-Amazon mother screamed as the baby was torn from her. She was left for nearly a week on her own, locked in a room(because it was winter and everything was covered in ice), and was practically dead when they returned to check on her, but because she was still breathing, they allowed her mother to keep her. She was given to the Amazons just as she turned a year old, her father not wanting the burden and emotional attachment he might have towards a slave daughter, and with her skilled memory, she remembers bits and pieces of her first year of life.
┠ Childhood ┨ Theria took to the Amazons with a fervor unexcelled by her peers. As a child, every spare minute was spent training and working to be the best, to be so precious she wouldn’t ever be expendable. She’d trained with wooden swords and the adults who raised her were shocked and stunned at her aptitude, as well as her serious demeanor.
┠ Adolescence ┨ Theria made more friends and socialized better in her teenage years. She also began to sprout ideas that adults shook their heads at, and retained her foolish notions well into adulthood. However, she learned to hide them and quietly protested her beliefs in the ways she was sure she could get away with. She’d rescue male babies when they were left out in the wilderness and quietly deposit them outside the walls of the Gargarean fortress, as well as regularly snoop about the Gargarean territories for any female children left out in the cold. She’s absolutely quiet about it, as if either side knew her actions, she’d likely be punished, harshly. It’s not uncommon for wild animals to make off with the children, so it isn’t questioned by either side when the children vanish. It’s when they appear that things begin to get questionable.
┠ Adulthood ┨ Theria’s incredible berserker state and her dedicated skill in fighting, as well as her heavy sense of morality, won her a position as a Guardian. (view spoiler) She still has her secret life, but she also enjoys the responsibility of protecting so many lives, and finds that a cause more worthy than mindless procreation and an animosity so old that nobody seems to know when or why it even continues.
▐ ❝Just when I think everything is hopeless and we’ve degenerated to our worst, something comes along and just forces me to hope for our better future.❞
╠═ Ｍｅｎｔａｌ ═╣
╬═ Personality ═╬ Theria is a free spirit who doesn’t allow society to force her into an appropriate social role. When she should protect the strict laws understood by both the Amazons and the Gargareans, she breaks them, covertly returning male children to the enemy, and rescuing female babes from death there. Even if that could be understood, she has odd ideas about how things should be, and has already refused to go to what she calls, the mating frenzy. Joining with another creature in such an intimate way to coldly procreate and filter through babies by sex… Her stomach roils at the thought. She’s soft and gentle, especially to children, and loves to explain things to them, in the ways children best understand. However, she has a cold, sarcastic voice for those who challenge her, and can harbor hatred under her honeyed eyes. She has a very soft side, but it is rarely seen. She sings beautifully, but only when she’s alone.
╬═ Highs ═╬
┠ Likes ┨
⇒ Singing
⇒ Fighting –in an appropriate situation for the right reason.
⇒ Teaching and babying children
⇒ Children
⇒ Steak –a rare treat
┠ Strengths ┨
⇒ Berserker –in a battle, she can go wild and kill dozens at a time. It’s triggered by adrenaline, hatred, or fear.
⇒ Her skill with her tongue –she can be very convincing about her stand against the war. She rarely talks about it; it could be viewed as insubordination.
⇒ Singing –it’s an odd strength, but she enjoys doing it and has the voice of an angel.
╬═ Lows ═╬
┠ Dislikes ┨
⇒ The war
⇒ Supposed “male superiority”
⇒ Bigotry and bragging
⇒ How despite being so similar, both sides cannot see the others’ side.
⇒ Those who would kill babies of the wrong sex
┠ Weaknesses ┨
⇒ Children –she’ll do anything to save an innocent, male or female.
⇒ Snakes –she’s tried extensively to recover from her fear, but she never has.
⇒ Her temper –it goes off pretty easily.
┠ Fears ┨
⇒ Slavery
-She’d hate to be taken captive, and if there’s the chance of that happening in battle, she throws herself into a berserk state, killing many in the hopes of escaping or being killed rather than being captured. She dislikes slavery on either side, and views them as captives and spoils of the war, with a mix of pity and contempt.
⇒ Snakes
-This fear is printed on her face, snakes terrify her. She can kill them and face them, but they send her into the shivers and she breaks up into sobs if she can’t defend herself. She prints them on her body to help her face them, so she must always be at her bravest, and she can pretend serpents are just ink.
▐ ❝I’ve met thousands of scum, idiots, and degenerates. I never thought I’d meet someone who excelled so completely in all three.❞
╠═ Ｓｏｃｉａｌ ═╣
╬═ Status ═╬
┠ Rank ┨ Guardian
┠ Respect ┨ 「7/10」(She has admirable ideals, but her contempt of their battle wins her no friends.)
┠ Slaves ┨ None
╬═ Associates ═╬
┠ Family ┨
Mother
⇢Name: Unknown
↳Alive/Dead: Unknown
↳Love ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
Father
⇢Ulfric von Brisingr
↳Alive/Dead: Alive
↳Love ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
┠ Friends ┨ Anyone who presents themselves as such.
┠ Foes ┨ Anyone who attacks her.
┠ Pets ┨ Isabeau, her female Peregrine Falcon. (view spoiler)
▐ ❝I don’t mind being seen like this. I just have second qualms about letting someone like you see me in this state.❞
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╠═ Ｐｈｙｓｉｃａｌ ═╣
╬═ Appearance ═╬
┠ Look ┨
┠ Face Claim ┨
┠ Build ┨ 5’7”/135
┠ Eyes ┨ Sky blue
┠ Hair ┨ Braided back on one side, falls freely down the other, bright red.
┠ Markings ┨ Black swirls on her face, prominently on the right side. Markings circling her upper right arm.
┠ Other ┨ She has her left ear mangled, hidden by her cascading hair.
╬═ Apparel ═╬
┠ Prized Belongings ┨ A necklace she’s had all her life, from her real mother.
┠ Weapons ┨ A fine sword, a sturdy knife, a simple recurve bow, and about a dozen arrows.
┠ Clothing Style ┨
(view spoiler)
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-There is only one Amazon tribe, so she really couldn't be a princess from another. Sorry!
-That last weakness needs to be added
-Why was she exiled? That's not really specified.
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