Appearance
Race: Myrian
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthday: 1, Season of Spring, 496 AV.
Birthplace: Taloba, Falyndar
Appearance: The long waterfall of hair dropping just below her neck is a brown so dark it actually appears an almost black at times. Complimenting it is Kaie's hypnotic eyes whose color ranges between deep shades of brown and strikingly bold ones of amber, all due to the effect of the changing light of the environment. A face graced with soft features but with it comes a certain intensity within her expression, a ferocity that could only result from her Myrian traits. Her skin carries the natural Myrian tones of bronze, a warm glow emanating from her tall, thin, and athletic frame. The woman is rather fit from her rigorous and often dangerous travels which have kept her in shape, gifting her with very limited mass and an abundance of strength in her torso. Toned muscles are obvious in her limbs. Standing at 5'8'' Kaie is not quite the tallest of her nation, yet the advantage of her shorter height gives her the agility and quickness she has relied on for her survival. Oddly enough she is not adorned with heavy displays of piercings and tattoos so common in her culture, only a few on her ears and a single tiger fang she wears as a necklace. Often Kaie will be seen wearing a lioncloth paired with a vest that buttons loosely in the middle but outside Falyndar she will probably adorn herself with a casual looking cloak to blend into the crowds. Unless elsewhere, Kaie will rarely wear footwear.
Character ConceptKaie is a woman of belligerence, a manipulator and a survivor. Set in her own ways so stubbornly, she can just as easily adapt to her surroundings, taking on the role of anything from sweet, innocent, seductress to a rebellious, hostile woman seeking only to spite her enemies. Kaie is a girl with strong instincts for self preservation that she heavily relies on which in turn translates into her battles, transforming her into a fierce creature of fury. Sarcastic and witty, she is unwilling to curl up and simply submit and succumb to her unfavorable situations. A true fighter, a gladiatrix of sorts, she will shoot to persevere and carry on never giving in with a forever headstrong attitude. Her intelligence and determination will carry her through situations brute strength cannot overcome. Independent from the start, Kaie is still on an ongoing quest to prove herself to her people upon her return to Taloba and perhaps even encountering a mentor capable of blessing her with the skills necessary to bring pride to the Myrians and their goddess. The young warrior yearns for enhanced skills in combat and has her bright eyes set on one of Myria's prized tigers she is keen on earning the chance to bond with. Sometimes her recklessness and self confidence can get her into the trouble that's always at her heels although she does hold her own system of values she has integrity for and she always speaks with conviction. Regardless, she is a hand full. Do not underestimate her.
Character HistoryBorn into The Cutthroat Shadows Clan and raised in Taloba, Kaie had always been possessed by the need to hone her combat skills, to bring glory to Myrians and their deities. Eyes forever filled with passion for the bloody wars and the heroes that returned mounted on tigers after battling in the name of Myria. Her own father being a member of the city army wearing the proud armor of Myria's soldiers, her aspirations only grew stronger as she aged. She trained daily how to handle basic weapons such as knives, spears, glaives, and the like religiously to reach her goals. Shantiwa, her mother, was a woman of skill and class within Taloba and wouldn't dare allow her daughter to fall into ignorance regarding her religion and Myrian history. Between mock duels with other children about the large city, Kaie would accompany her mother through the various places in Taloba from the Temple to the Tower of Bones to educate her on Myri's conquests and stories of battles won by their people.
As much as she loved the stories, her father who went by the name Keritan always seemed to captivate her in his own way. As Shantiwa was the head of the family in their matriarch society, Keritan would never receive the highest ranking position but his ambitions adapted to earn respect not through a rank but his combat skills which he promised to pass onto his eager daughter. After years of service he turned his focus to become a mercenary or assassin outside of Falyndar to earn his living and perfect his skills in war prowess while touring the continent, often returning with prestigious tools and weaponry which he usually collected. Considering the amount of time Keritan ventured out of Taloba in search of opportunities it's very possible the rare occasion of spending time with him made his presence so desirable for Kaie, and often times though she enjoyed her mother's guidance she longed to join him.
Upon turning fifteen, Kaie drank of the blood from the Blooding Basin and shed her own in it as well in The Blooding Ritual in celebration for her coming of age. It was this year her father allowed her to accompany him on his travels with the agreement she would not accompany him on the actual mission and she was more than zealously willing to go. As Syliras was always highly populated with people of various races and backgrounds, Keritan had found it was a favorable ground to search out requests all the while serving as a neutral ground for their travel where there would be no chance for foul play with the knights roaming about. It was on this journey fate intervened. After passing through the jungles of Falyndar where he taught her basic survival skills, crossing the sea on a merchant ship to Cyphrus, and travelling across the Sea of Grass toward the borders of Syliras disaster struck. A pair of Ziths, one of the Myrian people's hated enemies, had taken notice of the pair and had begun to possess a deep obsession over them.
Hours passing they were within just days of their destination when the two Ziths lost patience and began their descend upon them, coming to the conclusion that while the male Myrian would prove too openly rebellious for a slave, his young daughter may be able to be broken to their liking. After a short lived battle Keritan proved victorious in killing the Ziths but not without a price. Mortally wounded by the fray Keritan died shortly after he gifted Kaie with his favorite Gladius, that was decorated with depictions of Myri, and a few small melee weapons she could barter off. With no where else to go, the lone fifteen year old girl continued west into Syliras for refuge.
Kaie never managed to reach the shores of Cyphrus to board a ship to return home to her clan, instead she remained in the Syliran borders where she resided for two years in the capitol city developing her independence and broadening her knowledge. She had bartered off the lesser weapons to pay for food and temporary living expenses while separated from home. Separated from her clan she previously had such strong ties to, her only sense of connection to her society was through the gladius she couldn't bring herself to part with. Always finding a bit of comfort and stability in the Myrian designs that brought homage to her goddess and her accomplishments. Yet it also brought back the memory of her father's demise.
The loss and injustices turned her cold as she matured but she became calculated, strategic, and intelligent in the process. Soon she became more self aware and hated any sort of limitations she possessed which would translate into her rare choices for isolation and less focus on her clan life as time went on. She quickly learned the value of stealth and blended into the crowd as well as anyone to avoiding unwanted attention, which was why she prefers not to decorate herself so boldly in Myrian piercings and tattoos. The burning desire to further her skills and earn her tiger stripes never left her during her time of isolation, and now she was determined as ever to rejoin her long lost but not forgotten society back in Falyndar cutting through every forsaken city and forest viciously in order to get there.
LanguageFluent Language: Myrian,
Basic Language: Common.
Poor Language: None yet.
Skills| Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
| Wilderness Surival | 20 SP | 20 | Novice |
| Brawling | 20 SP | 20 | Novice |
| Tracking | 10 RB, 10 SP | 20 | Competent |
LoresLore of Taloba Geography
Lore of Religion: Myri
Possessions1 Set of Clothing
-Cotton/Linen Vest
-Cotton/Linen Loincloth
-Cotton/Linen Undergarments
-Cotton/Linen Cloak
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Bone)
-Brush (Bone)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
33 Bikka
Heirloom: Father's Myrian Gladius
HousingLocation: Taloba
House: Occupies a singular self made hut preferring independence.
Ledger| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting | +33 Bikka | 33 Bikka |
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by Asunde on May 8th, 2013, 11:20 pm 
