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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:34 pm
Full Name: Ophelia Gareth
Nicknames: Lia
Age: 17
Birthdate: 1/2
Gender: Female
Culture: Lumarian
Religion: Zachariah
Languages:
De Facto - Nocturne
Fluent - Novice
Basic - Citizen
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Novice
Title: Citizen
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Bloodline: Shade
Class: Dragoon
Strength: 6
Speed: 7
Sin: None
Gene Mods: None
Energy Color: Black
Energy Meter: 550
Element: Water
Battle Strength: Darkness
Battle Weakness: Light
Fights Won: 0
Fights Lost: 0
Completed Quests
S Rank:
A Rank:
B Rank:
C Rank:
D Rank:
E Rank:
Talent:
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Armor:
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Elemental: Water
• Streaming Water E
• Water Spout D
• Water Whips D
• Water shields C
• Water Jet C
• Wave C
• Bubble C
• Water cloak C
• Kirigakure C
Bloodline: Shade
• Rolling Shadows E-Rank
• Shadow Walk D-Rank
• Shadow Wall C-Rank
• Shadow Spikes C-Rank
• Phantasm's Grip C-Rank
• Darkness Blade C-Rank
• Breathless Invasion C-Rank
• Shadow Grip B-Rank
• Black Spine B-Rank
Class: Dragoon
Sub-Class: None
Hand-to-Hand/Weapon
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Personality: she is not someone you understand. she is someone you watch, someone you use, someone you mourn. she is made for love but love is not made for her. everything about her runs deeper than in you; her madness is truer, her mind brighter and better broken, and her anguish is in her bones, not her blood. you will never forgive her for dying, but she will aways be dead forever, and your horror means nothing to her anymore. that, more than anything is why you still dream about her and her flowers thrown like curses. She has made herself no longer yours to dream of, choking on her water, crawling through her weeds, living beneath the world; her body inviolate and violable no more, there in her resting place where no man rules.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Quote: "Continue, even after everyone tell you not to."
Height: 5'3
Weight: 120 lb
Eye Color: Green
Favorites:
• color : red
• food : apples
• animal : dragons
• city : Nocturne
• drink : tea
Theme Song: Who We Are
Battle Theme: I Bet My Life
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Odyssus was a young woman, a shade barely known in Nocturne. She was almost really irrelevant to the nation, a mere pawn. The only thing she excelled in was her beauty and charisma, which her parents looked down on. To say the least, she got around a lot. Allowing certain men to use her body if they gave the right price. It was how she got most of her money. However, of course a young man decides then to swoop in and fall in love with her. That man being Bijuuk Gareth, a depressing lowlife that grew up in the slums. He was a dragoon, and in the heat. When they... He fell in love with her body, became almost obsessive. Like a drug he had to have her again and again, which she found odd. She asked her parents to kill him, and when they failed... Gareth kidnapped her and literally forced her to fall in love. It's a long and difficult story, which ended in him finding out that she was pregnant.
That is how Ophelia was born. Though Gareth wasn't exactly her father... He was obsessed with acting like it. The first ten years of her life, he lied to her constantly, never telling her about the fact he wasn't her real father. He threatened her mother to never tell her, but she eventually did. When Lia finally found out, she was already orchestrated into being a dragoon, too far to get out. She was trained in armor constantly, and looked up to her father. However it all changed, and currently she no longer trusts him. She is close to her mother though, and constantly writes letters to her. Growing up, she barely had any friends or traumatizing childhood memories. The only thing she is a little bitten up about is the fact that she feels isolated in the world. Other than that, she had a small summons named Ibuki, barely the size of her hand.
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