Mari Windsor

Name: Mari Windsor
Epithet: Gods Vessal
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty
Birthday: August 2nd
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics: Her biggest feature are her large eyebrows, they’ve been the start of many fights in her past both for them and about them, but she’s come to adore them as they are.

Personality: An exceedingly loyal personal that it pretty much defines her as a person, her loyalty isn’t won over by cheap tricks or long speeches, pure undeniable strength, whether it be physical, mental or even emotional. She maintains a stern and iron-fisted personality through her rigorous training she had to become a knight, where she learned etiquette and patience, somethings that she hardly ever possesses in public but she learned them nonetheless, uses them when she feels it is appropriate. With a strong sense of ambition she pushes herself and those she knows quite well, to achieve their goals no matter what the cost. Ever since she was a child she wasn't grown to respect much from others, especially adults, as to their renown ability to lie, swindle and back stab others for their own accord, the first person she respected was a man like no other, for his ability to lead at such a high standard where even she was too fazed to question his commands.

Her reputation is something very important to her, where to her it can also be a weapon or an armor, in her own crude description. Those that hear her name should either shroud in fear or roar in their favor as she is that 100ton weight that tips the scale of the battle field.

She is quite talkative and intuitive when she's among her comrades, seeing things from other perspectives, different from her own expands her view of the world, especially when her's was handed to her rather then obtaining it herself. She enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by others, especially when within danger zones or anywhere other then towns or cities. With others there's always something to do. Though there are times where her feelings of remorse or guilt sink through the cracks and cause her to think more about the situation at hand rather then moving forward, sometimes clouding her judgement and actions.

She is quite arrogant, where she is almost always boasting about something about herself, where it doesn’t even have to be about the conversation, or how the conversation started. What she usually boasts about is her own strength, especially when the topic of the day is about past battles. She rarely becomes jealous of others and their accomplishments, she believes that if she wasn't apart of it then it must of not been that big of a deal, and probably could have been done by anyone that strode through the area.

She doesn't feel much for the emotion they call love, where it has only effected her once in her life and that was toward the "Man like no Other". Her respect for him grew into a fully embodied emotion that even she regretted but even she wasn't surprised as to her large respect for him and his strength. But other then that nothing, but she doesn't look down on those who use it's strength, to her it might be her largest weakness personally and is afraid as to what might happen if she lost someone she "loved" to someone.


She is quite hectic and vigorous when entering the battlefield, as in she likes to go big when she fights any opponent. Most of her attacks aren't even actual techniques, where as she just swings her weapon toward her opponent a few hundred times before calling it an actual attack. She's pretty lively within and even entering battle, as the battlefield is a place where it's always going to need you on your toes. Boastful and attentive like a lions grace in the plains, where her strikes are made swiftly but pack large amounts of strength where her enemies are dumbfounded of who they've confronted.

She absolutely hates fighting in large groups. She doesn't like having to look after others when a fight is brewed as it could lead to her being attacked when she probably could have had dodged it, if they weren't in the way. Along with it possibly being her kill, some might not even participate until the enemy is near death and take in for the finishing strike. She's acknowledges this trait of hers and came up with the solution as to counter it and that is to make a competition of it. First to kill the enemy wins and there's no holding back, if they get caught in the others attack it's their fault entirely.

Likes:

Physical Relationships: Mari has a yearning passion for both man and woman, she can be quite brutish and get straight to the point, where her emotions are pretty much open and she'd throw herself into things without second thought. She does like them in a more sexual sense, but ever since she obtained her strong demeanor, she treats them more or less like slaves, tending to her will. Being a more dominant women both in and out of the bedroom, she likes to feel that she has more control of herself and those around her.

Respect: To her "Respect" is the same as a currency or economic solution to the population, she deems it more powerful then wealth in all it's variations. Though she isn't one to be the first to show respect, it is those around her that needs to show her respect or obtain her respect by proving themselves to her. Medals, honors, recommendations are things others have put on those they think are great, not her, which is why she wants them to prove themselves to her.

Power in all forms: She takes pride in her strength and always wants to make it stronger. Finding those who show promise or can make her kneel before them are things she strives for in order to achieve things, such as make them bow before her. She knows that there are different forms of power, whether it's held within one person or a thousand, physical or magical.

Dislikes:

Weaklings: “The weak don’t choose where they die!” Is a quote that has always pushed her to surpass herself for the upcoming challenges in the future. Those who cower or hide when in battle or even as their casual persona are loathed by her. She gives no respect to those who use stealth like procedures, during battle, including trackers, thieves or assassins. Like herself she strides forward without disarray, doesn't hide nor attacks without making sure her enemies know she's there.

Losing in all forms: For her to lose is like a two sided coin, where on one hand it was complete bullshit luck or she wasn't at her best when the battle occurred. Either way she never truly likes the feeling of losing to another, especially those that aren't worth it or aren't trying to prove something to her. At some point it takes a more comical direction, when losing to things that doesn't even fit to be worth losing or things that don't truly matter, such as being more feminine, cooking abilities or even the length of ones toe nails.  

Sour Foods: Though it doesn't effect her emotionally, she does like things that make her feel better then most, whereas sour foods doesn't. They make her crinkle and tighten up when they touch her lips that he might curse on the spot as to how sour they really are. Basically she thinks their disgusting and hates it when she's accidentally put something as such in her mouth, without being notified.

Closed Spaces: She always likes to feel free and never in chains. It's not being a room that bothers her but the idea of being secluded within a small world held down by man themselves, and strives to break through.

Motivations:

Lyserg: As the one who recruited her into the guild and has possibly watching her every move since the day of, she has grow so to show a bit of respect for the man himself. Even if he wasn't the guilds master, if his persona was anything like he is now she'd surely follow him even then. She hopes to bring glory to their guild with her stay, and plans to do so for her new master.

Surpass Gods/Demons: Gods and Demons are the most sung hero's in this day and age, whether they are worshiped for their strength, wisdom or the power of miracles they produce, of course the opposite effect came from demons, but still strong. Gods and Demons are the tip of the ice burg and if they were to be put in the same room, they'd be in a stand off. Mari wants to stand even above those who call themselves Gods and Demons.

Being Acknowledged as the Strongest: Renown, Famous, Legend, whatever comes to mind when you think "I want to be recognized or remembered!". She's always had a name that gave her such, but at no cost. Because she was born to a renown family wasn't something she, herself could be proud of. She wanted something that makes her her and something that she's done with her own two hands. With her friends and strength by her side, she'd become well known and looked up to within all the lands. With ambition in mind, she'll stride for no other.

Fears:

Death: Even she isn't immortal and could die, especially the way she treats battle or fights. And for that she fears the cold embrace of death, as she doesn't want to smile at him when they cross paths but laugh in his face for she continues living.

Being an unknown Outcast: As if the world has just pushed her aside for something more glorious to pursue, is something she cannot abide. She must always have even the most littlest of notion as to herself as a being walking amongst the rest.

Being Unable to redeem her Giant Sisters: A fact that she doesn't boast about is that she was founded within a Giant Clan. From birth they treated her as if she were one of them but she could clearly see the difference. Due to war between the clans, her sisters died in battle and being human she posed no threat to the other clans. Wiped in blood she promised to act on revenge and strike fear to all Giant Clans.  


General Appearance



Height: 1.7m (5’7”)
Weight: 56kg (124lbs)
Hair: With long straight edged black hair that’s at a length where the end of her hair reaches her thighs. Her bangs are cut at a soft edge toward the bridge between her eyes, covering her eyebrows. Long straight side bangs that fall from the sides of her face that reach her chest. Her seriousness can be determined by the style her hair is, where she’d pull her hair back into a pony tail, keeping her hair from her face when facing a comrade or enemy she deems worthy enough to see her at her strongest.

When in a more formal attire she pulls her hair up and to the side so that it covers her face partially, with small strands of hair out of place, held up with a floral comb.
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Light

Appearance:

Mari is at a fairly normal height, from her knowledge of most human women her age, within the kingdom, standing at an approximate height of five feet and seven inches(1.7m) with a weight of 116lbs(56kg), with soft white skin that resembles the color of snow, that radiates the curvaceous features of her body. She has quite a slim build, excavated through her high metabolism, as well as quite athletic, from her constant training and battles. A thin waist pronounces her slim curves, causing her thighs and posterior seem bigger and a heaving chest that pronounces her feminine proportions. Having quite plum thighs, that are quite on the soft and squishy, slim tight calves caused by training her leg muscles.

Retaining her mother’s facial features, she resembles her quite well enough that some might think that their sisters, with long straight edged black hair that’s at a length where the end of her hair reaches her thighs. Her eyes seem a bit on the slender side. Her irises are blue. And as her main feature, her large and robust eyebrows.  


Face Claim: [Satsuki Kiryuin] - (Kill la Kill)

Guild/Council

Guild: Tartarus
Tattoo: On the top left of her rib cage, right beside her breast. Usually concealed, the insignia is usually on her armor as well.
Rank: D

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