[ The Dragonborn.]
I tried to give my life for her, my precious, precious friend...I tried to give my life to spare hers. They chained me to heavy stone once she was dead. They threw me into the chill of the lake. Murk, and the suffocation of darkness was all that greeted me. The light was disappearing, the pressure pushing me down into the depths. Why...why did you kill her? She had done so much for you, why?
Goodbye, my friend. I tried to save you, but they killed me, too.
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Eisha the dragonborn did not begin her existence until the day she died, the same day Haveni had been killed and entombed, very long ago. She tried with all her might to save the girl from her twisted fate, throwing away her very life. The villagers killed her as well, for desecrating their ritual murder of the pale healer. But that was when it happened....
....This was how the valkyrian souls of the middle world were made. To die in valor with a soul of unyielding strength and virtue births a mortal Valkyrja. It is what Eisha had become - yet she had not the need or punishment to answer to any god or goddess. Her soul was emblazoned with life once more, with strength. An aura of azure butterflies, the symbol of change.
She lived. She surfaced from the clammy waters of the lake she had been drowned in, ti discover a village in ruins. Somewhere, she could hear her laughing...a horrifying, eerie laugh of one who has caved into their bitterness and hate, and all around her were dead. She was alone, and this thought by itself made her blood chill. Alone.
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown, looks about 20.
Physical: The eyes are like glowing blue coals peering out through dark, yet gentle and delicate as the powder upon a butterfly wing. Long hair which parts both ways in the back on its own, but looks chopped at strange angles. Skin fair and pale, very faint lilac hue, with some blue powdery colorings near her eyes. Squishy thighs. She often wears a short dark dress, patterned stockings, and dark thigh-high greaves, and matching dark gauntlets.
Personality: Eisha is a neutral being. She is neither good nor evil, and does things on a whim, or if she deems a certain side worthy to be aided by her strength. However, if somebody attempted to abuse her strengths for their own gain, she would not hesitate to cut off their head with her spectral lance. Generally, however, she refuses to kill those weaker than her, but takes thrill in fighting (possibly to the death) those who can match her strength, or seem stronger. She fights to fill the void within her that nothing seems to fill, not that battling endlessly fills it, either.
She is patient and calm, and always speaks politely, with a very feminine and gentle voice, that has a light and unidentifiable accent with it. Sarcastic at times, yet she is understanding of both sides. She does not often show her personal side to others, and many mistake her honesty for arrogance.
Voice like Rachel Alucard!
Aspirations: Eisha had only recently discovered Haveni still 'lived', yet she knew of the fate that waited for her dear friend, and possibly herself. She stayed her path to watch as things unfolded, trying to learn more about what would happen, and why she was the way she currently was. Where did a creature such as her belong? Others of her kind lived in the heavens, served gods. She had no god to serve...and was earthbound. But did she even want one?
Ability: Eisha possesses a unique ability that birthed when she was "Killed". Her own life can be pulled from inside of her in the form of bluish, spectral glowing light, which she can either form into an ethereal lance, wings upon her back, or use her overdrive, where she can use the wings and dual-wield lances at the same time. The overdrive mode can only be used for a short time, and only once per battle. She dabbles in learning to manipulate her Soul Embers, as she calls them, but it is a difficult task.
