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⸻⠀the self⠀⸻
Kalwala is fiercely independent, curious, and resilient. She possesses a sharp intellect and a determined, spirit always learn to eager grow and despite the challenges she faces. Her love for dancing allows her express to herself freely and her moments of joy even in the darkest times. dreams free of breaking from her enslavement and becoming an archeologist, exploring ancient civilizations and unraveling their secrets. She is cautious yet fiercely loyal to those she trusts, seeking companions understand who and support her dreams. Affected by lycanthropy, she tries to stay away from others for their own safety, fearing turning into a ravaging beast.
ALIGNMENT: Chaotic neutral
LIKES: History, Reading, Cooking, Sewing, Swimming, exploring old ruins
DISLIKES: Dogs despite being cursed as they were used to harm her when she could not protect herself; cats, loud noises due to her sensitive hearing, bright light due to her sensitive eyes, fire due to being burned
⸻⠀the body⠀⸻
HEIGHT: As a human she is 5'5" yet as a wolf on four legs she is 4' at the shoulder and 6'5" on two legs as a wolf. In terms of length as a wolf, she is 6'0" long when on all fours, a bit longer than most females for her race.
HAIR COLOR / STYLE: Her hair is straight, a mix of black and white. Her hair falls in a cascade of dark and snow waves to her mid back. Sometimes she wears it in braids or put up out of the way. Her fur is medium in length, black with white orca and aspen peacock markings.
EYES: Yellow
SKIN TONE: Ruddy Tan
PHYSIQUE: Lithe with some muscle
DOM. HAND: Ambidextrous
APPARENT AGE: She appears her age, 24 years.
VOICE: Sultry and ethereal like branches creaking in the wind. Kalwala's voice one is of defiance and resilience, tempered with moments of vulnerability and longing. She views the world with a mixture of curiosity and determination, always seeking to unlock that mysteries the beneath lie the and surface carve out her own path despite the obstacles in her way.
MODIFICATIONS // She has black pronghorn horns as well as a black serpentine tail due to her tiefling parentage. Strangely her ears are naturally pronghorn in shape with black fur.
SCARS / MARKINGS // A brand on her left shoulder that she got as a child, marking her as a slave done in liquid silver. She also has five butterflies tattooed on the left side of her neck. There are some burns on her back from being thrown into a pyre as a toddler.
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⸻⠀the ability and tools⠀⸻ ABILITIES //
Being cursed with lycanthropy, she is able to turn into a wolf regardless of it being day or night and even take on a taller anthro wolf form. Always present are her horns and serpentine tail, gaining a wolf tail in addition to the serpentine one she possesses. It's a painful thing shifting but she has learned to bear through the pain.
Trading & Diplomacy: Her parents did their best to give her an education though her master, not wanting a stupid slave, taught her in the art of diplomacy and trade, furthering her reading and numbers so she wouldn't be cheated when purchasing goods. It's nowhere near the skill of a master merchant but she can sometimes haggle for a better or lower price on items her master wants.
SPELLS // Although it may be surprising given her heritage, she has learned through trial and error to harness magic culminating around darkness, fire and astral. Spell specifics…she can create darkness tendrils that can grip and of darkness no bigger than her hand which can snuff out a bit of light and be used for attacking or bind an enemy, light fires magically and create small balls of flames no bigger than her hand which can be used to attack, while with astral magic it's just glowing spheres no bigger than her hand. This has been done through training from her master's graces, though as a slave, she only has enough training to defend herself or light a fire. Perhaps if she were to escape and had a mentor, she could discover more. However, she has a fear of fire due to a childhood incident so doesn't use fire magic much.
ATTIRE // She wears knee high armored or leather boots, occasionally soft slippers, flowing skirts and tunics, middle eastern clothing, or saris/salwar kameez. Sometimes she will wear naught but belly dancing outfits with veils to shield her face though her clothing offers scant protection against the cold, forcing her to forsake said clothing for cloth of cotton, linen and animal furs. As a wolf, she wears nothing due to her fur covering her body, however when transforming, she is devoid of cloth of which to cover her modesty for clothing and shoes tear upon turning.
GEAR // She has a small dagger and a sun, moon, star pendant gold necklace passed to her from her grandmother to her mother to her. There is also some armor she has of some black steel or metal with an attached skirt hanging from the back, spelled against rust and non-magical decay in the event she needs added protection when outside the cities.
INVENTORY // Due to sometimes going from Khare to Tethis, she has a few changes of clothes to account for the different climates of each city. She also has a journal along with dagger mentioned above and twin bladed spears.
⸻⠀the story⠀⸻ Kalwala's childhood was not an easy one, her parents having lived in Tethis until they were driven out, seeking shelter within the wilds. Her father was a former soldier turned guard escorting caravans about the known world while her mother was from humble yet destitute beginnings who rose to become a priestess. A priestess of which god, she never disclosed. It was there that her mother bore triplets, two sons (Sabathiel and Vurnulor) and a daughter (Kalwala). Regardless, her mother had given up her service as a priestess, at least in Tethis, by the time she fell for the guard who deserted his duty. It was her mother who helped to train her daughter in magic, having some knowledge of it, her parents hiring a tutor. This mentor proved to become a close friend of Kalwala.
An incident in early childhood by mysterious figures, resulted in Kalwala being kidnapped and thrown onto a funeral pyre, thus creating scarring in her back and near death. Yet, it also created a fear of fire in the child. By luck or fate her screams attracted someone who saved the child yet despite the healing, naught could be done for the burns inflicted. Vurnulor, as the oldest of the triplets blamed himself for Kalwala's scars and vowed to atone when old enough to be on his own, taking his chance one winter evening on a hunt.
Yet, fate is a cruel and unforgiving mistress by design. Her father had perished some years before, searching for those who had harmed his daughter yet despite his former life as a guard and soldier, he was killed. Raiders and mysterious figures who were whispered to be a cult appeared, attacking the village; killing the men, old and sick while taking the women of childbearing age and children. The village, suffering from attacks and raids as well as the harsh winter of the previous year stood no chance. Only a few men, those young enough and fit enough to work were taken as well to be sold as slaves. Kalwala and Sabathiel were separated and watched their mother die to the hands of this 'cult' yet it allowed young Sabathiel to escape and disappear. Kalwala found herself taken to Khare at the age of nine and sold to an orc caravan owner, a possessive and cruel being. | |
