Basic Information
Race: Kelvic
Birthday & Age : 508AV 2 years old, appears 16
Gender: Female
Physical Description
Aria's bright green feral eyes stare out from a soft, pale, graceful face that hints at something catlike. Her long, wavy hair shifts colors in the light, from near silver to almost raven black. She has a graceful step when she walks, and carries her slight 5'11" frame with the grace of the jungle cat she transforms into. She is built like a runner, lithe and strong. She prefers minimalistic form-fitting clothing, bristling with small blades if she can get her hands on them. As an animal, she is a massive melanistic Talderian Jaguar with just the merest traces of a deep black spotted pattern showing through her dark silvery coat that shifts with the light much like her hair. In animal form, she stands five foot tall at the shoulder and weighs close to eight hundred pounds.
Character Concept
Aria is bitter, unhappy,and lonely at the moment, having lost her previous master in a horrible murder and being without one currently. She has a naturally cynical and sarcastic attitude, and doesn't see anything wrong with laughing at someone else's expense. She is often quiet and keeps to herself, but she isn't afraid to socialize, nor is she afraid to drink herself stupid, given the coin and opportunity.
Character History
Aria was born in Wind Reach to a Kelvic mother and father bound to an Inartian hunter named Alorien who had a fondness for gambling. They lived a pleasant, upper caste life with Aria's mother and father, both Wolves when animals, aiding in the hunt to provide for Alorien and his small family of a wife and two children. Shortly after Aria turned six months old, Alorien decided to get on the wrong side of the wrong person, and refused to pay back a heavy debt, causing the murder of him, his entire family, and her mother and father. Aria was thought dead, but was merely knocked unconscious in the fray. When the young girl came to, she found her parent and the people she knew as her family dead. The house was ransacked and everything of value taken, right down to the clothes they were wearing. Aria shifted to her massive animal form, and ran off to the underground forest, stopping only to grab her father's tamo daggers. She spent several days in the forest, then returned to the city, opting to take up a small common room and began hunting for a living, vowing to kill those who had killed her master, and to learn the skills to do so.
A brief narrative:
"My story starts a short two years ago. Kelvic age rather quickly, So while I may look like a teenager, I'm actually barely a child, even by human standards. I was born to a Kelvic mother and father whose names I don't really remember. People don't really talk when a servant is killed, they usually worry more about the served, So I never really heard their names." She said bitterly before she could get off on a rant about her parents she reocused her thoughts and continued. "I lived happily with them, for six months. They trained me to hunt. We helped to earn extra money for our master, an Inartian hunter by the name of Alorien. He had a tendency to use the extra money we earned for him to gamble, but he took good care of us, so we didn't mind feeding his bad habits. One night, he got drunk while he was playing cards, and borrowed alot of money from the wrong person, and lost it all in a game of dice. The man he borrowed the money from wasn't over-enthused at the turn of events, and got even more angered when Alorien refused to pay him back, because he didn't remember borrowing the money in the first place." Aria took a deep, slow breath before continuing... This is where it might get difficult. She stammered slightly as she began again "Th-That night, the night after they had argued, the man he had borrowed the money from came into the commons, into our room. It was a large one, pretty far out of the way, and they ransacked the place. My mother and father, both normal sized wolves, morphed and attempted to stop them, but there were too many. They had sword and crossbows, where my parents had teeth. My master heard the commotion and woke. I ran at one of the attackers to stop then as they raised their crossbow, and I was knocked unconscious. It hadn't occurred to me to morph, I probably could have taken them all out. My parents and Alorien might have survived. have stood a chance." Aria managed to contain herself, to keep from breaking down again. It helped that she had taken most of her feelings out on Alron already. "When I woke up, everything was wrecked. almost everything was gone from the house, including our clothes. I happened to have landed near my father's bed. I morphed, took his Tamo daggers in my mouth and ran. I didn't talk for almost a year after that, as much as people would question me. I didn't say a word. I just sat in a cave down near the garden and cried most of the time. I hunted to feed myself. Most of the time I stayed as a cat, letting the beast take over. I slowly came to my senses and began venturing out into public about six or seven months ago." Aria heaved a sigh of relief as she finished her story. It felt good to have all of that off of her chest. Alron was the first person she had ever told the whole story."I never learned who killed them, but If I were ever to find out, I would kill him" Aria said coldly, before lapsing into silence.
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