Name: PyrrhaStage: Prentice
Race: Elaria
Gender: Female
3 Base Traits: Motherly, Spacey, Spiritual
Personality:
Motherly
Pyrrha is a very kind and caring young lady. She likes to check in on as many of her sisters as possible, offering to help in whatever tasks she can. Especially with baby sitting. At first it started out as nothing more than wanting to be close to them since they’re ‘cute’ and ‘so tiny’. However, as she grew Pyrrha began to see herself as a sort of big sister to the little ones, even if their mothers weren't so keen with having the weird girl hanging around so much.
Pyrrha is doting to the younger generation, often isolating herself from girls her own age to spend more time with the smaller ones. Often times when talking to those her own age, or even those older, she can come off as condescending, since she’s so used to talking down to the wee ones. It isn’t intentional; Pyrrha doesn’t even realize she’s doing it until called out by the offended party. She simply treats everyone as if they're toddlers, even if they're twice her age.
That being said her people are her 'babies' and she won't hesitate to strike down anyone who actively tries to hurt them. If an earthling were to harm one of her sisters or cousins she'll do whatever she can to help.
Spacey
Pyrrha is almost constantly smiling. Unlike a lot of her sisters, she comes across as a more relaxed soul, which can also be called ‘absent minded’. She’s habitually forgetful and can seem inattentive at times. If she isn’t particularly ‘focused’ on something the instructions may have to be repeated several times simply because she was watching a flock of birds nesting overhead instead.
She spends a lot of time on her own just observing nature. Pyrrha can often be found with twigs in her hair, mud caked on her skin, and with the biggest grin on her face, spouting some information regarding a baby limbara she happened to see. That being said she rarely rushes anywhere; instead, she takes her sweet time getting around, more often than not stopping to smell the flowers or chat with passing cousins, even if she needs to be somewhere as quickly as possible.
While Pyrrha knows that it causes unending frustration in others to see the lack of ‘fire’ within her, she doesn’t see much need to change herself. Elzira made her this way, so she must be doing something right. However, this doesn’t mean that Pyrrha is immune to the barely veiled disappointment being directed at her by her peers. Every time she chooses a peaceful walk through Yael’s never ending jungle over weapons training she can feel their scathing glares on her skin.
It’s unnerving, to have that amount of pressure on her shoulders, but instead of crumpling under it she does her best to maneuver around it. Instead, she may spend more time speaking with Elzira or just playing in the woods. It doesn’t solve her problems, if anything they are just delayed, possibly making them worse, but Pyrrha doesn’t seem to mind.
Spiritual
Pyrrha believes deeply in her goddess and Elzira's mother, Aisha. She just worships a little differently than most. She shows her love by 'communicating' with the world that Elzira calls home. Pyrrha often speaks with plants and crystals on her walks, as if she were talking to the mother goddess directly, even after being told multiple times that such a thing is not only impossible, but more than a little odd. If anything it's a way of coping with her loneliness; by believing she's speaking with Elzira she's able to stave off the depression that seeps in, and keep living a meaningful life.
Often when she takes out a kill she will say a prayer over the animals corpse. She will take great care to respect it's remains, and will make sure to take as much as she can so that nothing goes to waste.
Pyrrha also performs her own rituals from time to time, on the shore line with the ocean stretching out front of her, in hopes that Aisha can feel her love as well.
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History: Fassala loved living on Chibale. She was content to keep to her island with her family and let everyone else go to Jauhar. Unlike some of the others, she had little desire to take over the mainland. As the views of the extremists began to grow in popularity and power, Fassala kept her opinions to herself. She just wanted a peaceful life with her wife, Kou, and their daughter, Myrcella. Though they were more inclined to the extremist mindset, she loved them dearly.
When the war broke, Kou was one of the first to take up arms. She had had enough with uppity earthlings, asking for children from Aisha when they shouldn't have been able to get near her at all! Although Fassala was reluctant to join them, she joined her wife and daughter in Sauti for the battle to come. Bow and arrows in hand, Fassala kept to the rear with Myrcella in her care, focusing her efforts on keeping her little family safe. What enemies Kou could not take down with her spear she brought to their knees with her bare hands. While Kou worried for her mate and daughter, she had also never been more proud of them. She knew Fassala had her reservations, and surely their daughter was too young to see all of this; but to have them both there meant the world to her.
The exile to Yeal was extremely painful for the women. For Fassala, leaving her home for a cause that she hadn't been too enamored with cut deeply. For Kou, the loss of a beloved homeland was also a new beginning. She mourned the departure, of course, but now that they had been separated from their traitorous 'sisters' the extremists could start over. She only wished their daughter felt the same. Myrcella thought of this as the death sentence the earthling's meant it to be. She didn't want to die out on some miserable island! For a time neither woman really knew what to say to calm her, but in time, hope was given to them all.
A new race meant a new chance! Fassala felt that she was clearly part of something bigger than herself, and that made leaving Chibale worth the sacrifice. As the Elaria began to age, the pair decided to take a step into this new life by praying for another daughter. At first they feared Elzira in her youth might not be able to grant their wish, but soon enough they were called to the young goddess' side. Myrcella accompanied them, as the mothers felt it only right to include their eldest, and it was the younger alkidike that noticed what her mothers' minds struggled to comprehend. There was not a single blossom waiting for them; rather, there were two. Kou gave a whooping cheer and scooped Fassala off her feet, kissing her mate with all the passion of a woman in love, much to the embarrassment of Myrcella. Their family was expanding! The war had been so hard on all of them, and losing their home had almost broken their spirits. As a family they weathered the storm and now when all was going well, they were going to welcome two more little souls to the mix.
The elaria born from these blossoms were similar enough in looks, but their spirits could not have been more different. Pyrrha, was light hearted for an Elarian, while Pruu showed herself to be a fighter. With her sister showing herself as a model daughter, Pyrrha was expected to be the same; except, she didn't quite feel like it.
Pyrrha was mocked endlessly as a child for her laise-faire attitude, and her mother, Kou, allowed it. The woman knew of her youngest's troubles, of Pruu defending her sister and being drug into it, but honestly, Kou hoped it would 'straighten Pyrrha up' and give her the backbone she needed. Instead, Pyrrha spent more time in the woods on her own, often returning at odd hours in the night covered in muck with wild tales of swamp creatures. She had no intention of changing; in her eyes, Elzira wouldn't have allowed her to be this way if she didn't like it, and that's all that mattered to Pyrrha. It felt wrong to be so angry all the time. When she was angry she made mistakes and when she was mean she missed out on the little details. But when she was calm she was level headed and able to see the world through clearer eyes. It felt right to be that way, so no matter how much iron her mother tried to put into her, Pyrrha resisted. So, to save her sister the effort of fighting so much on her behalf, she distanced herself.
Tensions rose quickly between Kou and her daughter. In public Kou was proud of all three of her girls, often defending Pyrrha's right to be 'different', but behind closed doors the woman would often harass her daughter. Have you even tried to fall in line? I know you skipped training, where were you? What's wrong with you?
At first Pyrrha would try to defend herself, but in the end she kept hitting a wall with her mother and she gave up on trying. It caused her to avoid the woman as much as possible; usually only coming home when Kou was away and making sure to stay as far away as possible during her waking hours. It wasn't that she was ashamed of what she was; rather, she wanted to avoid conflict, as it tended to upset her sisters and Fassala. It seemed easier just to stay away from it all than to deal with her problems head on.
