Name: Cereza L'Ciel Daeth (Pronounced die-ae)
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Birthday: 1st of December
Sexuality: Unsure
Special Characteristics: White furred tail, horned ridges above eye line. Seemingly colorless eyes
Personality: Cera is perhaps the essence of several generations of elegant, graceful, and seemingly delicate. But under the skin, quite literally, is an iron maiden waiting to trap her enemies in eternal pain for their misdeeds. She is cold, uncaring about other people's motives, and pressed towards her own goals with a chilling amount of rigidity, like the black iron bones in her body. In fact, as if her fallen god was demanding nothing but obedience, she doesn't seem to feel much of anything that doesn't pertain to something she wants or needs at that time. Past and future do not matter to her as much as the present. But if there is one thing she cares for more than anything, it's the euphoria of exacting justice. But justice is a loosely defined word is it not? Good and evil don't play in here. It is what a person does at that moment, if it defies what that person SHOULD have done, that counts as injustice. People should be devout, true to themselves, and never stray down a path that leads them astray. Whether it be for ill will or good.
She carries a hatred for the unclean, however, and strives to rise above that. In fact, she rises so high that she can often seem superior to other people, even more powerful being than herself, all except for her God. Alerak has filed down those qualities of her that could have made her less compliant to his aims and goals, instead granting her an almost orgasmic response to killing. No, not mindless killing, but meaningful killing. Showing mercy by slaying a fatally wounded person quickly, instead of dragging them through pain attempting to heal. Death is the only certainty in this case. Why cling to the mortal form when you can embrace the afterlife much quicker and be free of pain? of hunger? of sadness and regret? These are the things she does not hesitate to execute for. For the depraved, astray, and especially the unfaithful, she has developed a knack for torture. and she can make it last.. She is rather skilled in that, more boons of her fallen savior. Nothing she does is malicious, even if it seems cruel. She makes a person feel every drop of pain and torment they deserve. She doesn't even require them to serve her God, though she encourages those without a path, or unsure of their own, to follow in the footsteps of the great Black Iron Dragon himself. So long as you have a belief or goal, and do not waver, you will not feel her wrath. Never fear child. This reaper maiden serves as a testament to dedication, willpower, and faith, The power granted to her by her patron is only a tool to be used to carry out his will, as the world is far too full of people who have strayed. Come back to the path, dear children, for Lady Daeth will find you, and will make you pay for abandoning your cause. Broken promises, treachery, and unfaithfulness are her most potent rises to action, and she carries out her duties with the same methodical, transcendent dedication she carried as a simple priestess of the cathedral of the Black Iron King.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Motivations:
Fears:
General Appearance
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 1,256 lbs (Because of Metallic God Slayer)
Hair: Metallic white, long and flowing, mane-like
Eyes: Colorless pupils
Skin Tone: Pale
Appearance: Pale skin, above average height, and well rounded/ Cereza wasn't tone or muscular, but her body seemed to carry itself with far more weight than it seemed to have. Not fat, nor muscle, but weight nonetheless. It causes her to walk with a slight sway and gait to offset whatever force was keeping her grounded. She didn't seem to feel the weight, as if her body was used to a different measure of gravity in a way, but it was definitely there. Her steps were serene and graceful, the crossbreed a nimble, agile creature, not as fast but certainly no pushover as most. But those colorless eyes, seeming to be deep pools of molten metal looking into a dark abyss. It was charming and haunting all at the same time. Her voice rings out as if from an echoed passage, reverberating through her like an opera singer practicing her vocals, but it was just the way she spoke. Light seemed to.. shimmer off of her,, like water off of an waxed surface, rippling in a slight aura off her pristine skin. Her most notable features were the horned protrusions above her eye line, forming a sort of permanent crest, like a circlet, and her tail which was draconic in nature.
Dressed usually in robes of a flowing substance, usually adorned with fur made from her own "hide" so to speak, as her tail sheds often, and various animal furs to complete the look of a regal but graceful woman. Colors are.. white and black, shades of grey. Not the best palette but not the worst. If she wears jewelry it is just a necklace around her neck, a stunning pendant of iron and diamond construction.
Guild/Council
Guild: Savage Skull
Tattoo: Black, placed LOW, right above genitals.. like a neatly trimmed design.
Rank: D Rank
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Birthday: 1st of December
Sexuality: Unsure
Special Characteristics: White furred tail, horned ridges above eye line. Seemingly colorless eyes
Personality: Cera is perhaps the essence of several generations of elegant, graceful, and seemingly delicate. But under the skin, quite literally, is an iron maiden waiting to trap her enemies in eternal pain for their misdeeds. She is cold, uncaring about other people's motives, and pressed towards her own goals with a chilling amount of rigidity, like the black iron bones in her body. In fact, as if her fallen god was demanding nothing but obedience, she doesn't seem to feel much of anything that doesn't pertain to something she wants or needs at that time. Past and future do not matter to her as much as the present. But if there is one thing she cares for more than anything, it's the euphoria of exacting justice. But justice is a loosely defined word is it not? Good and evil don't play in here. It is what a person does at that moment, if it defies what that person SHOULD have done, that counts as injustice. People should be devout, true to themselves, and never stray down a path that leads them astray. Whether it be for ill will or good.
She carries a hatred for the unclean, however, and strives to rise above that. In fact, she rises so high that she can often seem superior to other people, even more powerful being than herself, all except for her God. Alerak has filed down those qualities of her that could have made her less compliant to his aims and goals, instead granting her an almost orgasmic response to killing. No, not mindless killing, but meaningful killing. Showing mercy by slaying a fatally wounded person quickly, instead of dragging them through pain attempting to heal. Death is the only certainty in this case. Why cling to the mortal form when you can embrace the afterlife much quicker and be free of pain? of hunger? of sadness and regret? These are the things she does not hesitate to execute for. For the depraved, astray, and especially the unfaithful, she has developed a knack for torture. and she can make it last.. She is rather skilled in that, more boons of her fallen savior. Nothing she does is malicious, even if it seems cruel. She makes a person feel every drop of pain and torment they deserve. She doesn't even require them to serve her God, though she encourages those without a path, or unsure of their own, to follow in the footsteps of the great Black Iron Dragon himself. So long as you have a belief or goal, and do not waver, you will not feel her wrath. Never fear child. This reaper maiden serves as a testament to dedication, willpower, and faith, The power granted to her by her patron is only a tool to be used to carry out his will, as the world is far too full of people who have strayed. Come back to the path, dear children, for Lady Daeth will find you, and will make you pay for abandoning your cause. Broken promises, treachery, and unfaithfulness are her most potent rises to action, and she carries out her duties with the same methodical, transcendent dedication she carried as a simple priestess of the cathedral of the Black Iron King.
Likes:
- Metal - She adores the feel of it, the texture, the taste of iron in her blood and mouth. Rusted, forged, tempered, or raw, it is all a delicacy to her.
- Death - It is a natural thing, and as much as she hates those who stray from their purposes, she hates those above all who stray from this final goal.
- The finer things - Despite the fact that she is a humble woman of worship, if presented with the opportunity, she can't seem to.. hide a certain fascination with fine china, crystal glassware, high quality food, and proper manners.
Dislikes:
- Ignorance - Though a given in most people's shit list, this is a more firmly seated dislike for her. Overcome your meager ignorance and be enlightened.
- Weakness - Everyone is capable of becoming stronger physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Those who are not need to be plucked from the heard and dispatched with. Those with weakness that find ways to overcome it are particularly well received in her eyes.
- Immortality - Why does one want to live forever in a mortal form? serve your intended purpose and pass on to a greater purpose.
Motivations:
- Her God - What more does she need? Every action taken in his name fills her with euphoria.
- Judgement - And what better way to serve than to enact vengeance upon those who stray from their paths.
- Family - Perhaps hidden beneath the worship.. she cares dearly for her family, even if it doesn't bring the same responses as service does.
Fears:
- Falling from Grace - Her worst fear of all, finding herself lost without her God.
- Excommunication - Follows the first fear. What would happen to her if she did stray? That fear keeps her devout.
- Death - Though a maiden of the ephemeral final journey into the afterlife, she also fears falling to its embrace before her own duties are fulfilled.
General Appearance
- Spoiler:
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 1,256 lbs (Because of Metallic God Slayer)
Hair: Metallic white, long and flowing, mane-like
Eyes: Colorless pupils
Skin Tone: Pale
Appearance: Pale skin, above average height, and well rounded/ Cereza wasn't tone or muscular, but her body seemed to carry itself with far more weight than it seemed to have. Not fat, nor muscle, but weight nonetheless. It causes her to walk with a slight sway and gait to offset whatever force was keeping her grounded. She didn't seem to feel the weight, as if her body was used to a different measure of gravity in a way, but it was definitely there. Her steps were serene and graceful, the crossbreed a nimble, agile creature, not as fast but certainly no pushover as most. But those colorless eyes, seeming to be deep pools of molten metal looking into a dark abyss. It was charming and haunting all at the same time. Her voice rings out as if from an echoed passage, reverberating through her like an opera singer practicing her vocals, but it was just the way she spoke. Light seemed to.. shimmer off of her,, like water off of an waxed surface, rippling in a slight aura off her pristine skin. Her most notable features were the horned protrusions above her eye line, forming a sort of permanent crest, like a circlet, and her tail which was draconic in nature.
Dressed usually in robes of a flowing substance, usually adorned with fur made from her own "hide" so to speak, as her tail sheds often, and various animal furs to complete the look of a regal but graceful woman. Colors are.. white and black, shades of grey. Not the best palette but not the worst. If she wears jewelry it is just a necklace around her neck, a stunning pendant of iron and diamond construction.
Guild/Council
Guild: Savage Skull
Tattoo: Black, placed LOW, right above genitals.. like a neatly trimmed design.
Rank: D Rank
