Name: Lady Séraphie Fáelán, Princess of Seraphinus.
Nickname: Lady of Terra, Wolf Angel, and Sixth Wing.
Age: 25.
Gender: Female.
Species: Human.
Position: Neutral.
Powers: Despite her position, Séraphie is an extremely skilled Chevaleresse {Female Knight} taught by her very own father and three elder brothers.
Agility;;In many ways, Séraphie is quick and well-coordinated in movement, very lithe and has the ability to think quickly. Speed is on her side when in battle, also being able to twist and turn her body when attacking. Séraphie is the kind of person who choses to dodge an attack at the very last second.
Swordsmanship;;Much like her father was; back in the day, Séraphie was greatly respected for her outstanding swordsmanship. She moves with speed and grace, sometimes appearing as if she's dancing along with her sword. Séraphie would never dare to raise her sword at anyone just to prove her strength, she fights with honour and never deals the final blow when her opponent is down, she will merely walk away, giving her opponent a choice.
Wolf Cry;;Séraphie will enter a haste-like mode and slash approximately sixteen times at her enemy, or twice with each enemy that's on the battle field, when it comes to the final blow, whether it is towards one or many enemies, what appears to be a wolf spirit will appear then fade from behind Séraphie, unleashing a devastating roar that can knock enemies back.
Times Used; As many times in each thread.
Next Use: Six Posts.
Sixth Seraph;;After her sword deals a few blows, it will emit a silvery blue glisten, thus creating energy to add increased force to her strikes which are strong enough when blocked that it leaves six scars on the ground where her enemy stands. The output can be increased in power to make more forceful strikes but it drains her magic a bit.
Times Used; As many times in each thread.
Next Use: Six Posts.
Seraphim;;Séraphie's limit break. Her body will be cased in a silvery blue glow, causing her appearance to change, she may seem almost naked but the glistening glow prevents her from being exposed. Six glyphs in the shape of wings will appear behind her, granting her flight for a short while as she is lifted from the ground. The glyphs will then sink into the ground, circling around the enemy and pointing towards them, doing this caused Séraphie to fall, though she will position herself to land on one of the glyphs. Due to how they're positioned, all six will cause her to dash to one to the other, whilst doing so, she will slash through her enemy.
Times Used; Twice in each thread.
Next Use: Twenty Posts.
Weapon: Lupus Alatus is a finely crafted longsword made from Tungsten one of the most strongest and heaviest of metals, though not impossible for a woman such as Séraphie to carry. She keeps the blade polished, cleaned and sharped daily, whereas the hilt is decorated with a cyan jewel coated in golden motifs curling around it, the jewel is said to grant the blade some kind of power.
Picture:Appearance:Hair;; Her hair reaches just above her breasts, it's two toned with dark brown and a much light brown. The style is cut a different lengths and layered, the bangs are partially messy with more the right side of her face. She doesn't do much to make it look nice.
Eyes;; Séraphie was born with heterochromia iridis, meaning her eyes are two different colours, the left is green whereas her right is blue, she's inherited this from her father, who also has the same. These are the main source of knowing what exactly she is feeling, though sometimes lower a lot of the time because she is a very deep thinker. Rarely any tears have escaped though. Her right is mainly hidden by her bangs half the time due to wanting to keep her condition a secret.
Face;; Séraphie is known as one of the most beautiful women back at her homeland, although beauty is within the eye of the beholder. She sports a heart shaped face along with a fine jaw and strong chin, this may sound masculine, but she really does look delicate, giving her the look of a caring mother, her facial features are the most striking. She holds a beauty spot below her right eye and full, pale lips, she doesn't wear any make-up. She tends to look serious, concerned, or deep in thought a lot of the time.
Body;; Living proof that this woman works out, her legs are strong, her arms are rather muscled but not to the point where she's mascular, her stomach is toned and her curves are well developed, containing a DD chest that shows a small yet noticeable wing shape birthmark just above her left breast. She stands at 5ft 10, quite tall for a woman her age. Her body is something she's not ashamed of, though neither will she show her creamy, pale skin always.
Clothing;; Consisting of the Seraphinus Armour, once worn by Séraphie's great grandmother. Comprised of silver and sea blue armour covering the weaker parts of her body. Her right arm is left bare without a pauldron on the shoulder, though sometimes bandages can be seen wrapped around this particular arm for some reason. The torso of the armour ends at about waist length with motifs curling down her hips, behind and front.
A black fabric is used as a type of V shaped shorts, over this is a half skirt falling down to her ankles made entirely out of white feathers, this is placed on her left. On her thigh, legs and feet she wears long armoured boots and shin guards in the same style as her upper armour.
Voice;; Séraphie's voice is rather charming when heard, quite surprisingly, she does tend to speak in a rather old fashioned manner, quite poetic one would say. When concerned, she can sound quite comforting, cocky when angry, but when it comes to someone she adores, it can be quite distant and stammering. She possess a silver tongue; having or exhibiting the power of fluent and persuasive speech, meaning she's eloquent. Her tone of voice is mainly soft.
Personality: Séraphie is not your typical princess, upon reading a few books that she had come across; she has ever since been appalled by the portrayal of most princesses; helpless, admiring, and defenseless, is that how people saw them? Such tales were shameful to even read. Despite being a princess, she hates to be treated as a damsel in distress when in battle, she will appreciate help, but she really doesn't need a hero.
Except for this, she is a gentle and polite soul, treating others who deserve it with respect. She's not one to accept such formalities towards herself, though will allow it. She is mysterious in many ways, but, very protective of friends, family and those she holds dear, and will gladly sacrifice her own life to help, protect or save them. She's like the Mother or Older Sister out of her group of friends.
She's considered most of all loyal and determined, she's not at all stuck up or arrogant, she believes everyone has potential, but sometimes has a sarcastic way of showing it. Séraphie is a very observant young woman, and thus has become quite accurate in facial expression analysis. She is a rather quiet woman, although when she does speak, nothing but wisdom and helpful advice will be uttered. Not really one for idle chatter, she's more of a "straight to the point" type of woman.
Unfortunately, she can be very stubborn at times, refusing to apologies to others though is not prideful enough to not admit that someone else is right, but she refuses to follow anyone else’s beliefs but her own. She'll listen to what others have to say, but it's less than likely that anyone can change her mind once it's made up.
On a less serious side, Séraphie is quite the compassionate woman, kind and courteous. She is more herself whenever around the Nature that she so adores ever since she was a child and has great respect for all life, plant especially, often lecturing those who are so ignorant to disrespect it.
And lastly, if you're a guy or girl, Séraphie doesn't care about getting into a fight with either gender.
Original World: Seraphinus
Current World: Radiant Garden
History: Séraphie was born into a great kingdom known as Seraphinus, she was the first and only daughter of His Majesty, King Azriel Alexandrus Fáelán VI, the sixth ruler of his kingdom. Sadly, Séraphie's mother, Queen Evangelina, died shortly after giving birth to her, leaving her in the care of her father and her three elder brothers; Prince Lupus, Prince Wolfe, and Prince Evangelus.
As a young child, Séraphie would always watch her brothers engage in battle with each other, harmless sparring, of course. She always wondered why her father never let her fight, now, this wasn't a kingdom filled with sexism, but it did involve good behaviour and manners, women were allowed to fight, but to some, it was looked down upon.
Of course, Séraphie's brothers were in their teens whilst she was still a child of ten years old. He told her that this was the reason why she was not yet allowed to fight along with her brothers, Séraphie understood this. In her spare time she would often wait for her brothers training to end so that she could ask them to play, they would on some occasions, but half the time they were too busy.
There was a day where she wandered away from her home, entering deeply into the forests, here was where she found a friend... but more importantly, a secret that her father had kept from her since birth. Firstly, she came across a rustling bush, a curious child she was, so she investigated further only to find a poor abandoned wolf pup all alone, the girl's face lit up as she merged deeper into the bush and scooped the grey little wolf up, she knew she couldn't let it stay out here on its own without a mother to look after it, not like her.
However, upon carrying the pup back home, she noticed something not far ahead of her, a group of warriors dressed in black armour, but they didn't look like the ones her father had. Just as she was about to hide, the wolf pup sneezed, alerting the warriors of her position, before she could hide, they spotted her which eventually led for her to run away. She held her new friend close as she ran as fast as her feet would carry her, unfortunately the men caught up with her and eventually grabbed her.
Séraphie was now scared, but luckily, her brothers had been in the forest looking for her, they spotted their sister and instantly came to her aid. Evangelus held his young sister in his arms whilst his brothers took out the men that dared try to harm their sister.
After that day, Séraphie was shaken, being too scared to go outside. She asked and asked repeatedly to her father who those men were and why they chased her, Azriel felt that he had no choice but to tell his ten year old daughter the truth... their kingdom... was at war, this war he told her of had been going on eversince he was a young lad, a war he once fought in alongside his father, Séraphie's grandfather and former king, Agathangelos Luke Fáelán V, the ruler of Seraphinus before Azriel.
Sadly, Agathangelos had been killed in battle, warriors had no choice but to pull Azriel out of the battle, he was immediately crowned king the next day and was asked not to return to battle by his fiancee at the time, Séraphie's mother, who was pregnant with her eldest son, Lupus. Nobody knew how the war started, Azriel never did figure out in the end, neither did he know why it was still continuing to this day.
Thankfully for him, the battle took part in the middle of the wastelands, far from his kingdom. He told her that soon her brothers shall fight, but upon hearing this, Séraphie jumped out of his lap and shouted at her father.
"No! Not my brothers! I don't want them to, Daddy, please! I don't wanna lose them! If they go and fight, then I will, too! I want to fight for my kingdom! Please, Daddy, oh please! Family should fight toge-!"It was then that Azriel hit his child, poor Séraphie fell back and landed on the ground, she realised her disrespect towards her father, even before she started talking she knew it'd happen. But still, Séraphie did not cry or fear her father after that day, but a part of her hated him. She didn't want her brothers to die in battle, of course, she believed in them, but she was still scared... she didn't want to be alone...
Six years later, Séraphie was old enough to train with her brother, Evangelus, considering Lupus and Wolfe were both fighting in the war now against the enemy, Evangelus stayed behind to train his little sister until she was old enough for the two of them to join their brothers. At the age of sixteen, Séraphie made it her destiny to fight for her kingdom, she would be the second female royal to fight, the first was her great grandmother, Serafina Forma Fáelán III, she fought victoriously in a battle that occurred over one hundred years ago, Séraphie was determined to follow in her footsteps.
For five years Séraphie was taught by Evangelus and her father, Evangelus taught her how to specialize in magic and agility, whilst her father battled against her to test her skills of swordsmanship, when he thought she was ready, he had made for her a finely crafted blade which she had called Lupus Alatus.
Throughout those years, Séraphie had trained her wolf friend, who was fully grown in size and which she called Faolan. When the time came for Séraphie and Evangelus to join their brothers at camp base where they and the rest of the warriors waited and rested. Séraphie immediately put on her great grandmother's armor and set out with Evangelus and their troops. Upon arriving, Séraphie was given sad news by her elder brother, Lupus... sadly, Wolfe had died in battle, he was caught up in a cannon blast, his body was searched for, but it was never found after two weeks of searching, he was soon pronounced dead.
This broke Séraphie's heart, but she still made it her destiny to fight alongside her brothers and soon become victorious, she'd fight for her brother's honour.
For four years, Séraphie fought in some of the most disturbing battles she had never fought in, death was around everywhere she turned, she had even become blind in her left eye due to being slashed in it, it was still there, but with a small scar on it. Séraphie could see why her father didn't want her to fight, but woman or not, she had the right to protect her kingdom, her people, her family... no matter how many battles scars she would get, she'd fight with all the power she had, Faolan would forever remain by her side also.
However, on one fateful day, Séraphie had been caught in cannon cross-fire, she had just about managed to dodge, but the cannonball had caused the ground below her to crumble, which soon caused Séraphie to fall. When she hit the ground, everything went blank, she didn't know how long she was out for, but when she awoke, she found herself surrounded in darkness...
No one was by her side, not Faolan or her brothers... it was then yellow orbs began to emerge from the darkness, but before she could realise that they were eyes...
Again, everything went blank. Séraphie groaned as she awoken, this time she wasn't in darkness, but in a bed...? She held her head in her hands as she sat up, her head clearly hurt. What was happening? Where was she? Séraphie merely sighed as she got up and left the room. When she arrived downstairs, she asked the innkeeper where she was, he told her that she was in Radiant Garden, Séraphie shook her head quickly as if she couldn't believe it. Where!? What about Seraphinus? Her home... her brothers... was everyone alright? Séraphie hoped so...
Her adventure begins in Radiant Garden, on a quest to find her family and to return back home.
Role Playing Sample: {See Heaven}
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