Name: Likuria
Race: Daemon
Gender: female
Elements: Wind
Age: 19
Status: alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: Unnamed: basically its the world of the damned, the one city on it is pretty damn well known though, its called Hell in the human tongue.
Description: Likuria stands 8 feet, 1 inch tall and has a form similar to that of an anthroid wolf. She has digigrade legs and pure white fur in color. As she is a wind daemon she has a pair of large black, feathered wings on her back. Sprouting from the top of her head , between her ears, are two conical black horns, each one half foot long. Both her hands and feet are clawed and are colored black. Normally she has eyes like that of a human (whites with iris and pupil), however when angered her irises expand to fill her entire eyes and give off a soft blue glow (her normal eye color also being blue). Her only markings are two black stripes starting at the corners of her eyes and traveling downward, like tears of ink. Likuria's tail is long and ropey, being nearly 5 feet long in length. The tip of the tail ending in three black spines. Two of them angle off to the side and are a fourth of a foot long. The center spine being half a foot long in length. For clothes she usually just wears a loin cloth and tube top, both made for properly cured leather.
Mental Description: Likuria is actually fairly kind, well for a Daemon that is. She won't cause needless destruction, nor will she kill without a good reason. On the flipside however, like all Daemons, she enjoys causing others pain, killing mortals, and raising chaos. When an enemy is mortally injured she will never leave them to suffer, and will always be kind enough to give them the final mercy.
For the most part her mind is quiet stable. She has no amnesia nor does she have any other mental illness. Everything that Likuria does is of her own free will. It takes a lot to anger Likuria, but there are a few things that do it right away. First and fore most among these is being summoned or awakened rudely. A close second is trending on her tail. The third way to piss her off is by spouting off bigotry near her. In her opinion, all mortals are exactly the same, although ironically enough she classifies Deamons in the like differently.
Weapon of Choice: her claws, and occasionally a scythe
Style of use: n/a
Weapon name and description: no name: Just a common farming tool she stole during one of her adventures in the world of humans. She has been meaning to return it to its owner... but some how she always forgets.
Magic: wind, exceptionally gifted.
Physical: about as strong as your average human.
Commonly Used Attacks:
-Blitz Storm: casts several lightning bolts with a dark aura at once
-Aero Shield: Causes a blast of wind in front of Likuria to deflect projectiles away from her.
-Endurance Storm: gives her and all her allies around her a boost of energy by surging their nervous system with a jolt of electricity (now in 3 exotic flavors! pain, pain, and best of all: PAIN!)
-Aerosphere: Allows Likuria to toss a small ball of tornado force winds at the enemy. If a large object is thrown in the sphere when Likuria holds it, she can toss the object with the same force a tornado throws something. If many small objects are thrown in it, and Likuria tosses the sphere, its the equivalent of a bowling ball sized 3D razor of air.
History: Likuria was born and grew up in Hell, on a world of the damned. In Likuria's world there is only one city, Hell, which is surrounded by a wall of abysmal steel, the wall is engraved with runes that make it impossible to fly over, dig under, or teleport past. Beyond that wall is the river known as Styx, and the waste land which is all that exists of the rest of the world. The sky is completely blotted out by ash clouds produced from the volcanoes on the poles. It wasn't until Likuria was 19 that she accidentally got summoned into one of the worlds of the living by an ambitious mage. She was stuck in that world for two years until she found the spell to return her home and escape the mage's grasp. She has since experimented with transdimensional travel but is far from very good at controlling it. Like all Daemons, she trains for the day when their world will once again collide with the world of winged beings (angels).
Lore: it is said that once, a long time ago, Likuria's world was a place of paradise, but as punishment for some unforgiveable sin the gods locked them behind an unbreakable wall and cursed their world. More over the gods cursed the people themselves, twisting them into vicious creatures. As a result this legend is the only remaining trace of religion left in their culture.
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Name: Likuria
Sex: female
Age: 27
Species: Daithi - the daithi are a race of warriors and giants. Some have been known to grow as tall as 9 feet. They take on a curious appearance, looking like somebody took a fennec fox and forced it to mate with a wolf, a raven, and a demon. In Daithi culture, everybody fights. Males fight, females fight, and children are taught how to fight at a young age. The law being if you can't fight, you can't have the right to mate and pass on your genes. Now it would be wrong to say they are an emotionless and demonic people, in fact they love visitors and the stories they bring. They even treat their elders with the utmost respect, for only the strongest live to become elders. Despite this, you must understand that war is their life blood, they need it just as much as other species need to eat and drink. In fact its not uncommon for some of the race to choose to fight over mating. It was quite the insult for them, when they were inducted into the republic of free planets, after all, no daithi in right mind would ever want to be part of a society as peaceful as that one.
Appearance:Likuria stands 8 feet, 1 inch tall and has a form similar to that of an anthroid wolf. She has digigrade legs and pure white fur in color and a pair of large black, feathered wings on her back. Sprouting from the top of her head , between her long, almost fennec fox-esque ears, are two conical black horns, each one half foot long. Both her hands and feet are clawed and are colored black. Normally she has eyes like that of a human (whites with iris and pupil), however when angered her irises expand to fill her entire eyes and give off a soft blue glow (her normal eye color also being blue). Her only markings are two black stripes starting at the corners of her eyes and traveling downward, like tears of ink. Her chest is size is a B-cup. Likuria's tail is long and ropey, being nearly 7 feet long in length. The tip of the tail ending in one black spine. For clothes she usually just wears a loin cloth and tube top, both made for properly cured leather. Likuria's hair is long and jet black, usually formed into long spikes, which often poke her in the eyes.
Between her wings, her tail, and her her horns, wearing a spacesuit is a very difficult thing, however she will do so, even if only grudgingly.
Sexuality: Bi
Vehicle: None, wing man. Likuria wears a tight fitting suit of red and orange plate armor known as a Valkyrie suit. The Valkyrie suit offers a force feild style life support system, allowing her to be a wing man even in environments without an atmosphere. The boots of the suit offer an adjustable friction grip, which can either be tightened so much that she won't budge, or loosened down to a zero friction amount. The Valkyrie suit is her preferred outfit when on duty.
Weapons: VFR Valkyrie Mark III - an enormous buster sword, refined over ages and ages of Daithi warfare. The edge is formed with a technique so that it is forever sharp to an almost atomic point. The weight has been greatly reduced to the point where even a human could lift it if they were strong enough. Written in glowing red letters down the blade is the word Valkyrie. The metal of the blade was processed with a light coating of crystallized photons giving it the ability to shield and reflect against most hand held lasers.
VFR Einherjar Mark II YX - A custom pistol which utilizes a cold fusion mini reactor instead of the standard issue hot reactor. Won't over heat, but with freeze up if used too often. Shots come out extremely cold, at temperatures approaching 10 degrees kelvin. uses 9 mm platinum bullets for ammo.
Faction: league of the frontier worlds.
Biography:
Daithi history - When the republic of the free worlds collapsed the homeworld of the Daithi reverted back to their isolated, hoping to do what they do best until the whole mess was sorted out, fight among their various clans. Being on the edge of the Frontier however the League was not going to let such able bodied fighters go to waste, and so once again the Daithi were swept up on to the galactic stage.
Likuria's history - Likuria grew up like any other Daithi. She hatched out of her egg, fought with her brothers and sisters for food from her parents. Went to school, got into fights in the school yard. When she was 18 she joined the Daithi Stars Academy, and went into training for the League. While there she trained to be a wing man for a VP pilot or a space fighter pilot. She graduated top of her class, bring honor to her clan.