History
In a colony of Zith buried deep beneath the Unforgiving, twins were born to a passionate, bestial pair of Zith. Names were given to the newborns, but Common words could not be pieced together to express what the names might mean. There were some attempts, at one point, for slaves to identify the meanings, but as time wore on and the twins grew older, names were unnecessary; they were simply practices of a people now long gone.
Terror lived life as many Zith do. In her childhood, she fought and snarled and ravaged. In adolescence, she mated and birthed and devoured. There was no distinguishing trait between her and her brethren, and all of them were content with their lot in life and the hunt.
Tired of slaves trying to name her after learning the basics of their language, she gave them a name with which to address her. "Terror", she told them. It had meant a lot to the Zith, who liked sounds that rolled off their tongues and clicked against their teeth. Massacre, Devour, Bite, Rip,
Terror. She liked the name Terror most. At the time, she was glad to have a name. Eventually, she decided it was too much trouble to communicate with the words of the slaves, and the name became something she used only when she was absolutely certain she wished it known.
Those instances were rare.
After a while, the colony she had been born into divided. Prey had become scarce and different opinions arose. There were those that wished to inhabit near the mountain-of-eagles. Others wished to cling to their ways by moving nearer the shining-light-mountains. Terror, while longing for the taste of bird, sided with the former. She liked pretty things more than she liked plucking the feathers from the writhing bodies of winged creatures.
Her colony, that which remained, was small again. Her sister had moved onward towards the home of the eagles. Her mother and father had died, and she no longer remembered their faces. This small colony was young, and it's where she now lives, slowly helping build it stronger while admiring the way the city atop the peaks of the mountains glittered in the starlight.
Her love of the heavens, of stars, and those things that sparkled in the light, were not enough to hold her back from eventual departure from Kalea. Whether she fled some sort of strife, or was chased out, or had her colony decimated, Terror abandoned the region she loved. She roamed southward first, tasting the strange elegance of Kalinor, and then left entirely. Through Cyphrus, where the Zith were strange and learned, and even further northward where the thick fur would provide only comfort in the cold.
This is where she found Sunberth.
Concept.In love with the night and the way blood feels when it is yet warm, Terror is a Zith that is not easily sympathized with. She is a fiercely wild, protective, and possessive woman with a fine taste for the suffering of others and pretty things that sparkle and shine, whether they be trinkets or people.
The traits easiest to identify within her would label her as insane, perhaps. She has a malicious personality when it comes to anyone but those she considers
her own, and is as likely to tear into a male as she is to copulate with him, depending on her mood and her personal opinion of him in that moment. There is no love for other races but for her own, simply an intense curiosity that ends with broken bodies and cracked bones to chew on.
Terror loves the hunt. She loves the freedom of flight, of stalking and tracking, of watching those who might suspect her there but who cannot see her. She loves the look of fear on the faces of those who do not know of Zith and she especially likes the way people sound as they
die. To slaves, when there had been slaves, she was one of the worst. There was never a redeeming quality in her to them, nor to others she might encounter and hunt.
To her children, her siblings, and her mates, she has been more than a savage beast. She has been passionate, tender, and caring, with moments of sensuality to contrast those moments of bestial savagery that end with the rending of soft skin. There are two faces to Terror; that which she shows the world, and that which she shows her own.
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> name: Terror.
