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- Joined: Thu Dec 18, 2014 1:16 am
- Race: Aukari
- Profession: Mercenary
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- Character Sheet
- Plot Notes
- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
Thus far, En'yka is graduating from Oikeia and awaiting her next assignment.
"None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free."
There's no mistaking En'yka's fiery, red hair that sits around her olive colored face like a forest shrub: wild, tangled, and messy. Unlike her people, she seemed oddly mixed; lacking freckles, some obvious Aukari blemishes, and the intimidating height that everyone else had. Barely touching 5'4", En'yka easily became a target to her other classmates in Parvos. However, with a stern expression learned only from her father, and a mean right hook to boot, En'yka quickly snuffed out those fires. Her uläêrïths, the educators in Parvos, took notice soon after of En'yka's sudden direction and strength, becoming physically fit, sharper, apathetic, and quick. Her height did not improve as she grew and by the time she entered Reyula, she stood just above 5'6". Her expression was really the only thing keeping her from being the victim of her nêuïs and uläêrïths. Cold, calculated, and empty hazel eyes, En'yka could kill the fire in anyone's heart with just a look.
There are several markings on her body, some of which were self inflicted. On her right wrist is the mark of Flames, the symbol of her dedication to Faldrun. On her right shoulder, across her back and to her left side is a burn mark while her thighs are littered with both thin and thick scars which appear to be old cut marks. Her hands are petite yet callused and strong, her feet even more so.
When she begins to erupt, the flame spreads slowly from the center of her chest, up her neck and into her eyes. En'ykas face is the first to turn, taking on a pinkish, blue hue while her hair becomes flame licked and massive. Slowly, the rest of her skin begins to turn a bluish hue. She can remain in this state for roughly 45 bits before she has to extinguish herself. For a period of time, her skin remains a soft blue hue, hot to the touch, and steaming.
Name: En'ÿka Ädíavà (In-E-Ka Ad-Yah-Va)
Age: 24 Arcs
Date of Birth: 34th Trial of Saun, Arc 692
Place of Residency: Sirothelle
Languages: Fluent: Vauni Broken: Common
Factions: Aukari Occult
Hair Color: Copper
Eye Color: Amber
Body Build Subtly Toned, Thin
Disassociating herself from all forms of connection, En'yka struggles to maintain the relationships she has with what's left of her family. She was trained not to hold onto such vulnerabilities and severed the emotional ties very early in her youth. Horrific life events and Sirothelle harsh elite schooling had tailored her personality into that of a cold, quiet psychopath. However, there are instances of memories that pull life back into her dead eyes— bleak moments of emotional awareness that cause her to break down. These moments are few and far between, locked up within the darkest parts of her mind by the need to survive.
Those who truly know En'yka, or would come to know her if they ever got the chance, would know she yearns for a freedom she has never known. She has often thought about the outside world, even fought battle after battle to climb her way to the top so that she may leave Sirothelle someday. A dark presence makes its home within her heart, full of hate, malevolance, and revenge...
In her early days, En'yka was cared for by an Aukari woman of the name Rashelle Sadvà. Bound to a man who was less than friendly to others, and even more so to his family, En'yka grew in the gentle, quiet arms of her mother. Rashelle was by no means weak. She held a ferocity to her fire that could set ablaze any who dared touch her and a piercing, amber gaze that rolled through one's soul like molten lava. She was every bit the cold, calculated kill that the city raised her to be and never did she speak out of the city and it's government. However, when left alone with her mother, En'yka would always hear the quite whispering of betrayal and a treasonous lust for the outside world.
Over time, En'yka noticed her mother's hands start to shake while her personality grew erratic, bipolar, and spontaneous. Rashelle began to change, her skin shifting to a hue of blue and her body, always covered in droplets of sweat.
En'yka had burned before. The institutions made sure to have the children acclimated to random eruptions before entering Parvos. Though, when her mother erupted into a ball of flame and fire, En'yka had neither never felt so alive before nor so overwhelmed with chaotic emotions. She was only 8 Arc the day her mother burnt out, but it was a day that would forever be ingrained in her memory. Ever detail of the day still a vivid picture behind her eyes...
Her father, Kauvan Ädíavà, took no notice of the absence of Rashelle nor the shell shocked state of En'yka. Even after they held the resting ceremony for her mother, Kauvan simply return to his work within the government halls of Sirothelle. En'yka hardly saw the man after that. His existence sat on the border of her mind while she struggled with the heartache of losing her mother. It was torturous... Not only because her Uläêrïths felt that this was the perfect opportunity for emotional conditions, but she was pushed to the verge of eruption only to be doused with water time and time again. En'yka cried, her mind trying to piece together what was happening to her while whispers bent off the tongues of snakes coursed her to accept the blankness. After so long, she did. She went numb.
Kauvan Ädíavà eventually married again, his new partner bearing a boy that was loved and praised by both parents. Amber eyes hardly took notice of such interactions. By the time her half brother was even able to utter a coherent sentence, En'yka was moving moving up the ranks of her class and into Oikeia, the institution for the most elite, well trained students.
There was no bustling students to be found here, no young love or appreciation for education. Instead, the institution too further steps to engrave Faldrun's mark into their minds, bodies, and souls. The students all but lived at the institution, eating, sleeping, studying, fighting, breaking only to be mended back together to break more. They were trained to be warriors, stealthy fighters that would one day lead their great city into glory for their ultimate creator.
En'yka was no less part of this plan and she did plan... fighting her way rank above rank, just for a chance to be selected to go beyond the wall. Her efforts reflected in the tests they conducted on her, and from what she could tell, her superiors looked more than pleased.
But only time could tell and graduation was upon them...
What I Know And Pretend To Know
En'yka has chosen the Traveler's Pack as she is going beyond the walls of Sirothelle to complete her assigned missions.
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NPCs, Friends, Family, & Lovers
Currently, En'yka does not reside in any home though Sirothelle is what she names as her place of residency. She is normally on the road, traveling and sleeping in her tent.
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