Ellyrix (WIP... again)
Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:24 am
Age: 20
Race: Cambion
Physical Description: Ellyrix stands at the height of an average woman - five foot seven inches. Her physical build would rival any modern day (current Earth) Olympic athlete. She cares little for the fashions of man, but prefers her vestment to be tight fitting. Her hair falls shoulder length, in waves of blue and brown. While she has no visible tattoos, her skin bares blue whisps at the fringes of her hairline - the same hue that glows in her eyes.
Possessions: Ellyrix caries a single four-inch blade; a simple weapon gifted to her by Ceto Brizo.
Powers or Strengths: Ellyrix has empathic abilities that allow her to perceive the emotional states of others. She communicates with flora, often spending hours at a time communing with a plant. Ellyrix is capable of distinguishing humans from demons, vampires and other non-human life forms.
As a Cambion, Ellyrix does not breath, nor does she have a pulse. While it would seem Ellryix is beyond human, she relies on a circulatory system to help fight diseases, stabilize body temperature and pH, and to maintain homeostasis. Her supernatural physiology provides a lifespan much longer than that of an average human.
Weaknesses and Flaws: Ellyrix is usually inept in most social interactions due to years of solitude. While she possesses a blade, Ellyrix has had no formal training in it's use beyond gutting and scaling fish.
Origins: Ellyrix was born of a mortal woman and sired by an incubus, the non-human wellspring from whom she inherits her supernatural abilities. Ellyrix is a cambion; a still birth that appears fully human except they have no pulse or breath. They continue to appear human until about the age of seven years, after which they begin showing their demonic origins more overtly.
The still birth was disposed of in the Ofriyu Mar as it passes through the outskirts of Marn. The breathless child washed downstream before finally resting on the bank of an eddying pool frequented by one, Ceto Brizo, a fisherman from just beyond the city limits. Ceto would bring the squirming baby home; he and his wife, Eirene, would raise the child among their own for the next six years.
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"Into the woods, Elly." As the words escaped his lips, Ceto fought to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. The burly man, his body worn from years of hard labour, continued to crouch next to the young girl at the fringes of the Virdara Woods. He reached out towards the forest, his digits curling into his palm save his index finger. Ellyrix stood next to Ceto, looking the man she called 'father' eye to eye. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words fell into silence. His emotional state stopped her; she could feel his fear and his anger. Though a young head sat on her shoulders, Ellyrix learned quickly to concede to the emotions of others. Ceto's free hand raised to her face, the pads of his fingertips gracing her cheek before moving into the hair just above her ear. "You must hide, little one. Hide so they don't find you."
Ceto wasted little time depositing his adoptive daughter at the edge of the woods. He knew of their history; many a man disappeared, never to be heard from again. While he had knowledge of the potential dangers his charge would face, her fate would be in her own hands. Ceto wouldn't allow the City Guard to find and destroy the little girl who began to display physical characteristics of a magical origin. With little more than a gentle shove to her shoulder, Ceto rose from his squat, and turned on his heel and walked away. He couldn't bear to watch her disappear.
Race: Cambion
Physical Description: Ellyrix stands at the height of an average woman - five foot seven inches. Her physical build would rival any modern day (current Earth) Olympic athlete. She cares little for the fashions of man, but prefers her vestment to be tight fitting. Her hair falls shoulder length, in waves of blue and brown. While she has no visible tattoos, her skin bares blue whisps at the fringes of her hairline - the same hue that glows in her eyes.
Possessions: Ellyrix caries a single four-inch blade; a simple weapon gifted to her by Ceto Brizo.
Powers or Strengths: Ellyrix has empathic abilities that allow her to perceive the emotional states of others. She communicates with flora, often spending hours at a time communing with a plant. Ellyrix is capable of distinguishing humans from demons, vampires and other non-human life forms.
As a Cambion, Ellyrix does not breath, nor does she have a pulse. While it would seem Ellryix is beyond human, she relies on a circulatory system to help fight diseases, stabilize body temperature and pH, and to maintain homeostasis. Her supernatural physiology provides a lifespan much longer than that of an average human.
Weaknesses and Flaws: Ellyrix is usually inept in most social interactions due to years of solitude. While she possesses a blade, Ellyrix has had no formal training in it's use beyond gutting and scaling fish.
Origins: Ellyrix was born of a mortal woman and sired by an incubus, the non-human wellspring from whom she inherits her supernatural abilities. Ellyrix is a cambion; a still birth that appears fully human except they have no pulse or breath. They continue to appear human until about the age of seven years, after which they begin showing their demonic origins more overtly.
The still birth was disposed of in the Ofriyu Mar as it passes through the outskirts of Marn. The breathless child washed downstream before finally resting on the bank of an eddying pool frequented by one, Ceto Brizo, a fisherman from just beyond the city limits. Ceto would bring the squirming baby home; he and his wife, Eirene, would raise the child among their own for the next six years.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Into the woods, Elly." As the words escaped his lips, Ceto fought to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. The burly man, his body worn from years of hard labour, continued to crouch next to the young girl at the fringes of the Virdara Woods. He reached out towards the forest, his digits curling into his palm save his index finger. Ellyrix stood next to Ceto, looking the man she called 'father' eye to eye. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words fell into silence. His emotional state stopped her; she could feel his fear and his anger. Though a young head sat on her shoulders, Ellyrix learned quickly to concede to the emotions of others. Ceto's free hand raised to her face, the pads of his fingertips gracing her cheek before moving into the hair just above her ear. "You must hide, little one. Hide so they don't find you."
Ceto wasted little time depositing his adoptive daughter at the edge of the woods. He knew of their history; many a man disappeared, never to be heard from again. While he had knowledge of the potential dangers his charge would face, her fate would be in her own hands. Ceto wouldn't allow the City Guard to find and destroy the little girl who began to display physical characteristics of a magical origin. With little more than a gentle shove to her shoulder, Ceto rose from his squat, and turned on his heel and walked away. He couldn't bear to watch her disappear.
