Username: Rinoa2000
Character Name: Cheza
Character Race: Demon
Character Age: 39
Character Gender: female
Character Height: 5' 5"
Character Weight: 135lbs
Theme Songs: Maria Mena - Homeless, Hurts - Illuminated, Florence & The Machines - What the Water Gave Me and lastly Regina Spektor - Hero
Character Alignment: Evil Neutral
Character Occupation / Trade: Overseer and Healer
Personality: Self-reliant, stubborn, somewhat cold, especially at first. Generally aloof, grudge-holder, short temper, bold. In predictable as well as unreliable.
Character Race Traits:
- Night vision: can see perfectly well in pure darkness though they have no pupils in their eyes bright light usually hurts their eyesight so they're often nocturnal.
- Flight: despite being capable of flight, it requires a lot of energy and is usually only used to cover short distances.
- Keen sense of hearing.
- Naturally long sharp nails on fingers and toes that can be used as a weapon. Though she is a weak hand-on fighter.
- Demons generally have a nack for elemental control so they are most often mages, though they can preform healing spells, they're usually weak or inaffective. Also, though they are able to weild multiple elements, the amount of power to use them greatly depends ont he environment around them, if it is cold, ice requires little power and energy to weild but fire requires much more, vice versa if the environment is of a desert like terrain.
- Can create black portals to teleport though it requires a large amount of power and energy so she cannot use them often.
Current Levelling Points LP: 10,800
Current Level: Level 2
Description of Appearance: Cheza has a demonic tail which is black all the way to the the spear-like tip. Black, tight fitting skirt with a golden chain-link belt hanging loosely around her waist at a lopsided-angle. Bare feet. Black demonic wings folded tightly against her back. Nails are unnaturally long and naturally a faint purple tinted color.
Skill Set:
Black Magic:
Water Mage
(beginner [2])
White Magic:
None so far.
Weapons Carried: Absense Staff
Signature Moves:
Black Magic:
(Weakest control)
- Water
Obtained at level: 1
(Medium control)
- Watera
Obtained at level: 3
(Strongest control)
- Waterga
Obtained at level: 6
Death Kills the opponent immediately and sends them to the underworld though it also kills he mage who casts the spell as well.
Obtained at level: 10
White Magic:
Vigor Can heal the wounds of someone who is injured though it is generally stronger when cast on someone besides the mage herself. Power required depends on the severity of the wound being treated.
Obtained at level: 4
Esuna Cures common illnesses, diseases, and plauges, requires an immense amount of energy depending on the level of severity of the one being cured.
Obtained at level: 3
Background Story:
Raised in the underworld, Cheza found it amusing to torture the fallen souls as she grew up, of course they were simple play things while she waited for her undiscovered powers to fully grow within her. After all, time was one thing she held almost limitlessly within her palms and maturity was a slow process for a demon.
But each and everyone falls prey to one weakness or another. And though a siren to the heart, she fell prey to a far more powerful siren in return. The Water nymph of the human world she simply could not resist as her body, nature, and soul all seemed to be spinning in an uncontrolled chaos within herself. She was a creature of the darkness, one so many were warned about, yet the water was so alluring, held the power of light, but only for a moment as she slid into its trap despite the fact that she knew the cost she would give, she traded her dark soul for that of another source of power, giving it over to the nymph who prominantly bestowed her power upon Cheza as promised. Her once love now laughed mockingly in her face as Cheza was at war within herself, the simple mixture of the fires of hell with the waters of the light seeming to mix like oil within water. Before vanishing, the nymph placed a small, cold blue orb within Cheza's hand before sinking back beneath the waves.
She lay there, where she had lost her soul for days before another found her, taking her back to the underworld. She lay in rest, fighting for her life and what would normally take her to her final grave as the strong fevers seemed to wave over her, her temperture would go from its normal burning heat to the cold water that now possessed her. The fever was strong and only she could fight it and many thought her a goner. For such powers are extremely unnatural for a demon to possess.
As time went on, the young demon soon grew to the adjustment, slowly, as her body was being taken over by a new power within her, defeating the old that was weakened by her souless shell she now possessed. After a year, she was finally able to take to her feet again and the new power within her was no longer seeming to kill her, but aid her. Seeking to move about the human world more freely--despite her near death before--she was allowed, as if a grim reaper, returning the damned souls back to the underworld, leading souls to their damnation as she requested to be an overseer of the world of living.
Often, she had visited that world in secret and acting as a simple siren she would lure the unknowing to herself before devouring their souls. Of course that had all changed. No one knew of the life she lead before or what strange powers had come over her. Many feared her abnormal powers, many turned their back on her forever, the truth was never discovered behind the nearly fatal incident. She grew frozen, her expressions and emotions were almost lifeless and her nature was cold.
Fearful of her odd habits and such a switch in her once extravagent and extroverted nature the others feared her and her powers were coming forth and growing stronger everyday, a power that was a weakness to most demons. Leading them to fear for their own safety and lives if she were ever to lash out as the sent her to the world above, with lies for her reasons of not coming back, at least for a century or two.
With their permission, she walked upon the earth freely, taking down a tree and carving her staff, placing the orb the nymph had given her within its grasp of the top of her cepter she had created. The water still swirled within the orb as if a constant motion was keeping it swirling within a clear marble. The nymph was never found and whether she still held Cheza's soul, she still held her heart as well as she favored ice far more than water in its natural state. As if her heart was frozen within her own chest from the love she gave only to lose the same game she had lived for so long.
She keeps everything hidden within her, cold and seemingly heartless. The world she once loved to visit now seemed so cold, lifeless, and useless within her eyes. She easily tired of the things she used to enjoy tormenting so. Life had seemed to have lost its colors, as if all had turned to a simple shade of blue before her golden eyes. She wanders the earth, seaching for the one person, or creature, she knows she will never find again.
