Roleplay

[center][color=red]The Character Page! [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/1982331]RP Forum[/url][/color] [/center] [center][font=Gabriola][b][size=7]BestiaWald Manor[/size][/b] [size=6][i]Mothers of Beasts[/i][/size][/font] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/1982331]RP Forum[/url] Here you may place your characters, once and ONLY once, they have been approved and refined. Any and all your characters must remain on the same post. Keeps it clean, and easy to find. [i][font=gabriola][size=6]Welcome to the manor.[/size][/font][/i] [img]http://img.over-blog-kiwi.com/0/54/07/81/20160106/ob_e36cb2_ob-ba1cedfebc5d9208513d64d2e313029a-14.png[/img][/center] [quote]Rules:[list] [*]You must be approved before you can join. Spots are limited. [*]Always be respectful to fellow rpers. [*]This will be PG-13 rating, with mature and dark themes, but nothing NSFW. Same goes for romance, encouraged but keep it clean. [*]Always, always, always, communicate ideas in the OOC forums. Never doing anything extreme (ie attack the school by some omnipotent power, kill another player, etc) without consulting for [u]approval[/u]. [*]NO godmodding, absolutely NO control of other characters. It will not be tolerated and I will alert you if I see it. [*]Follow the standard rules. [*]Applications to join go in the OOC forum. [*]Above all, have fun! [/quote] [quote=The Cast!] *These slots must be filled before the RP can begin.* [b]Mother Seren :: @CornixElecti[/b] [list] [*] [*] [/list] [b]Mother Meisandae :: @ElveraBasilisk[/b] [list] [*] [*] [/list] [b]Mother Xita :: @Jenkow[/b] [list] [*] [*] [/list] [b]Mother Umheia :: @Dragonofyang[/b] [list] [*] [*] [/list] [/quote]

[img]http://imgur.com/sWnhEkI.png[/img] [img]http://imgur.com/yhBkFRI.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Meisandae [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Sexuality:[/b] Open [b]Species:[/b] Mother [b]Age:[/b] ??? [b]History:[/b] Meisandae was a creature born of the first wave of beasts in the time of the old gods; after Fahtrae, but before the humans. The world was a bit smaller then, and many of the gods were in close quarters. Meisandae was aware of Fahtrae, much like a higher ranked creature than she. In some aspects she idolized him, his power and his pride, but maintained a distance for some time. She made a home for herself in a remote jungle. She refined herself there, testing the extent of her abilities. All the while, she watched Fahtrae and his wife bring their angels into the world. She needed to have such a blessing--children of her own, beasts like her. Engel, the feathered and crowned wife, was the exact opposite of Meisandae. She slithered upon the ground, and was highlighted in deep purples and blues. If she had any hopes to have Fahtrae father for her strong children, she would need to lure him. Fahtrae would occasionally descend from his lofted realm and would roam the earth to watch its development. On one such occasion, Meisandae traveled to his temple and waited for nightfall. With keen stealth, her fangs plucked him while he slumbered, her venom clouding his mind with delusions. From her dark practices in the jungle, she developed the ability to form a glamour of a more human-like appearance, and descend on him. Fahtrae, enraptured by the "dream," awoke to find Meisandae at his side, but was not displeased. A proud god such as he, to have the opportunity to sire so many, would remain with her for several seasons. All the while, the jealous Engel would look on from the clouds. Meisandae would go on to be the mother of the slithering beasts, the aquatic, the reptilian, and the amphibious. Leviathans, gorgons, coatls, dragons, and the hydra, to name a few. [b]Power:[/b] To some small degree, Meisandae can shapeshift. However, this is just enough to give her either legs, or to maintain a half human appearance. She also has a fully serpent beast form, and she must use much of her energy to keep the near entirety of it hidden. Her eyes are thus always reptilian in appearance. She also has great strength and speed, especially in her tail, which is an unexpected force considering her size. She can also control the potency of her bite, whether to kill or seriously weaken. However, her power was greatly damaged with the persecution of the mothers--and perhaps more than she likes to let on. [b]Description:[/b] A lean, tall woman with the curved hips of a mother. Her sharp cheeks lead into pouted lips, which cover protruding fangs and a forked tongue. Her eyes are a cold, luminous grey, reptilian in nature and hooded over into a deep tear duct--the shape, indeed, reminiscent of a serpent. Her dark hair is in thick waves that run the length of her to the floor, and shimmers with muted hues of blue and purple, similar to the luster of her black tail. Her tail, when not concealed, is tipped with a blade-like fan. It's nearly as deadly as her fangs, if you let it catch you. Her full form is a massive serpent, the scales jagged-diamonds in shape. They say her children the basilisks are a near copy of her full form. [b]Other:[/b] She has a natural affinity for serpents and reptiles of all shapes, and hoards many of them in her tower where they roam freely with their adoptive mother. The tower, itself, is the second tallest tower of the manor under Seren's. It is wall-to-wall with books, and crowned with a massive fireplace that heats a number of silken pillows. There are also a myriad of rugs sprawled over the stone floor.

[img]https://files.slack.com/files-pri/T0ZCEC38U-F2DER430E/umheia_ref.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Umheia [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Sexuality:[/b] Pansexual [b]Species:[/b] Mother [b]Age:[/b] ?????? [b]History:[/b] Paramour of Fahtrae, she offered up children that would conquer the night, vampires and demons and spirits of death. She became Fahtrae's mistress and gave him many children, most of which run in hiding now. When Engel began her attack, she fought with the other Mothers, but they quickly lost ground and were forced into hiding. Now she resides within the lowest level of the Manor, under even the basement level, and it's said that while her glamour is of a beautiful and deathly pale woman, what lies beneath is more terrifying than what could be understood by those who dwell in the daylight. [b]Power:[/b] Foresight of woe and danger, ability to cast strong glamours that can shield large swaths of space around her completely to create tantalizing illusions to hide the grim truth. Unless one can defeat her or get out of range the illusion remains strong. She can fly as well, summon spirits and various beasts to aid her in battle if need be, and spread sickness. [b]Description:[/b] Her glamoured form is that of a beautiful, deathly pale woman with long flowing black hair and red eyes. She has a slender black tail and delicate claws, as well as a mouth full of fangs. Her true form is more grotesque, the tail remains tufted, but she also has bird feet and prominent spikes coming from her spine between her shoulders. Her limbs elongate into unnaturally thin arms and fingers. Her head is truly an animal skull topped with the same flowing hair, and two webbed wings come out from her shoulders. Her eye holes and mouth have blue flames that come from them, and usually there are blue sparks of fire trailing her, though they're quickly extinguished. [b]Other:[/b] Frenemies with Meisandae, she's also snarky whenever she actually comes up out of her literal hole in the ground. She also enjoys going out and helping small human children cause terror on their bullies if she decides she likes them.

[img]http://i.imgur.com/li1cRtV.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Seren [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Sexuality:[/b] She doesn't really care that much [b]Species:[/b] Mother [b]Age:[/b] ???? [b]History:[/b] Seren was the last lover of Fahtrae, last on his long list of infidelity, but she was, and is, in no wait virtuous. Seren is the mother of the twisted and strange half creatures, her powers shpae-shifting, illusions, strength and cunning. She was not the youngest of the mothers, despite being the last, and spent many centuries perfecting her own abilities, from sky to earth to water, she wandered and refined until one day she appeared before the great Fahtrae. She had never had the particular desire to be with this creature, this divine being, but upon hearing of all the other children populating the earth, from Meisandae, mother of reptilian and slimy monsters, to Avangelina, the mother of those humans Seren would soon play with, Seren decided she wanted her own children. She cast an illusion about her, one that would make Seren appear as what Fahtrae most desired in a mate. Seren gave not one thought to Fahtrae's wife, Engel, as she sauntered up to Fahtrae, presenting herself. Fahtrae, please with what was present, gave Seren what she wanted, children. After giving her a few, Engel was fed up with the infidelity and called back Fahtrae before she started her persecution of the monster mothers. Seren, along with 3 other mothers, made a pact and went into hiding after being severely wounded, but many mothers perished along with several of their children. Now, Seren is one of the headmistresses of the BesitaWald Manor, from here she protects some of her children as well as the other mother's children. [b]Power:[/b] Shape-shifting, Illusion casting, supernatural strength, speed, though all of these are taxing to Seren after the persecution of the mothers she was gravely wounded and her power has been damped by the wounds [b]Description:[/b] Seren has thick, crow black hair that reaches down to her hips and bright, eerie yellow eyes that seem to pierce any they may gaze upon. She is not the tallest of the mothers, but she is not the shortest either. She wears an assortment of navy, emerald and black clothes, both sheer and silk, and belts. Her true form has never been seen, at least not to the knowledge of any living being. She can take on many forms, but this one seems to be one of her favorites. Once, Seren had a true form. A form that she appeared before all as and it was all the same, but over history, her form has changed so many times that she lost her original form so that now, in her 'true form' she appears before people as one thing which differs between all. In her true form, she looks like what people think is the most beautiful thing, she shows people what they believe to be the epitome of beauty, to herself her form has changed many times to represent what she sees as the most beautiful thing in the world. Other: Some of Seren's favorite forms would be a crow, a wolf or a horse, all pitch black with bright yellow eyes. Seren is also known for 'experimenting' with other animals, monsters and humans to see what new monsters she can create.

[img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/e5f1d9b7dac1c2b4e83bea0a2574710b/tumblr_odsbnmKO7q1sqi28qo1_540.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Xita [b]Gender:[/b] Female, She/Her [b]Sexuality:[/b] Pansexual [b]Species:[/b] Mother [b]Age:[/b] ?????? [b]History:[/b] As the second lover of Fahtrae, Xita birthed all the mammalian creatures, those that are spoken about with no human likeness. When the mothers were cast from their home and persecuted by Engel, Xita raised great forests and mountains to house her creations, places no man would dare go, dark places for some and brilliantly bright places for others, all in the hopes that they might survive. She knows there are some who are sick of hiding, and that there are few who remain in her safe haven, especially now that man has taken to burning and plowing their way through mountains and forests all the same. Xita lives on the ground floor of the mansion, her room opens up into a large garden, flowers larger than your head grow there, and fill the entire ground floor (maybe even the first level on a good day) with their scent. She cares for each of her children dearly, and would fight to the death for every one of them. [b]Power:[/b] Plant manipulation and growth, tectonic plate movement, super strength, and the ability to seemingly hide in plain view. The longer or stronger her power is used, the more of a toll it takes on her. She isn't a powerhouse, and must recharge herself after using any power too often. [b]Description:[/b] While Xita commonly looks like a voluptuous woman, with dreads hanging to her waist, it is said that she has another form, or many depending on who you ask. It is said that if she comes to speak to you in her true form, it shifts between different animals before your eyes, sometimes she can be a large cat with lion coloring, tiger stripes, cheetah tear marks, and leopard tail, all moving like a cohesive unit, others the very being of her seems to ripple in its shape, colors changing sporadically and markings as well. [b]Other:[/b] Xita is known as the "mom" mom. She frequently finds herself breaking up fights between the other moms, and keeping their prank wars to a minimum. She is kind and has a large heart, but beware her wrath. This [i]is[/i] the woman who can create mountains with the stomp of her foot, and the right motivation. She isn't known for violence, she rather hates fighting, wanting to go the pacifist route most often, but if her children are in the crossfire she will fight to preserve them.

[img]http://i.imgur.com/gHhogXl.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Feyre Archelion [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Sexuality:[/b] Hetero [b]Species:[/b] Cursed Shifter [b]Mother Domain:[/b] Seren [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]History:[/b] Feyre was born to a rather large pack of shifters, all under the same curse as she and her forefathers, located on the East Coast. Her pack wasn't famous or anything like that but it was her home. She was the distance cousin a couple times removed from the main family and never really had to care much about her history or her people's powers. That is, until her pack was wiped out. There is only one Cursed Shifter per pack that is granted stronger powers than the others, and only a handful of packs in the world. When the current one dies, the mantle, and collective powers, is handed down to the next of kin. When Feyre was 15, her pack was wiped out by a band of Angels. While her race had spent the past couple centuries untouched, the Angels were bound to turn their sights on these Cursed Shifters eventually, and that was the day. Feyre had been out with some of her humans friends, completely unaware that while at the movies watching some mundane film, her family was being wiped out. It was only until the mantle was passed to Feyre, that she knew what had happened. She had quickly left and shifted into her iconic deer form, but it was different this time. She was bigger, faster, and unlike many of the others in her pack she had large, branching white antlers. When she arrived at her home, she found her family slaughtered, all down to the last newborn. Feyre dashed to her family home and collected a few key items and clothes to remember her family before fleeing. She had heard of BestiaWald from a few of her herdmates and knew the general location. After being on the run and moving from state to state for a few months, she managed to make her way there. Ever since then she has been living at BestiaWald, hiding in safety and learning to control the powers she had been bestowed with three years ago. Soon she will be celebrating her 18th birthday. [b]Power:[/b] Shapeshifting (Limited to Lion, Fox, Deer, Crow and sparrow), illusions(To a much lower extent than Seren), the ability to grant luck to any who catch her, which does become problematic at times, and glamouring. After being cursed her people could only shift mammalian forms but after a couple centuries they mastered returning a singular human form and eventually avian forms. Shapeshifting drawbacks are that going from large creatures to small creatures (And vice versa) is more painful, takes more energy and longer time than changing from 1 creature to another with a relatively similar size/form. So lion to a mouse would take a long time, lots of energy and be really painful while changing from a mouse to a small bird would be less so. DISCLAIMER: SHE IS NOT STRONGER THAN ALL SHIFTERS JUST THOSE IN THAT WERE IN HER PACK [b]Description:[/b] In Feyre's human form she has pale skin, not quite but not tan either, her hair is snow-white, thick and wavy, she usually has her bang tied back, but her hair down, exception to two braids that hang on her chest. Her eyes are a pale, piercing blue and she often wears a small, silver pendant that use to be her mother's. She uses this to help channel, or occasionally siphon, her powers to keep them in check. [b]Room:[/b] Feyre's room is on the far right on the top floor of the mansion. Her room is 14ft high and about 7ft from the floor there is a loft. The Width and Length are about 16ft by 16ft on thr base floor and 16ft length and 7ft width for the loft. The two external walls are all window, one wall is single paned, while the second is made up of two smaller single pane windows framing a single glass door that opens up onto a small balcony, about 16ft by 5ft. The flooring is a rich mahogany, the walls are made up of what looks like tree trunks of varying sizes and types, all painted on. The walls look like you could step through them and suddenly be in a dense woods. The base floor, under the loft, there is a marble tub that is about 4ftx5ft and about 3ft deep, this is blocked from view by 3 half walls and dark blue curtains that hang from the loft to the half walls. The flooring under the loft is stone, next to the tub is a small table that holds towels, soaps, candles and other amenities, next to this is a small toilet and a pedestal sink, a small private bathroom dominated by the tub. On the adjacent wall to the bed, bookshelves line the wall, filling the bookshelves are books, book ends made of marble. wood and adorned in jewels and several other materials. There are also jewelry boxes and paper, and pens, pencils, paints, paintings. In the corner, between the wall and the window, sits a leather chair that looks used, but in good shape, next to it sits a side table with a laptop and a book sitting on it. On the loft there is a a king-sized canopy bed with rich cream, red and lush green pillows and blankets, the cloth hanging from the canopy is sheer, dark blue and blocks out 60% of the light coming from the windows and has decreased visibility from the inside and the out. On either side of the bed are two night stands made of tiger wood with a glossy finish. On each Side table there sets a lamp with a dark brown body and a rich cream shade. On one side, there is a flower vase filled with lilies and next to it sits a small blow filled with small shards of dull glass, in bright and dull variations of color, on top sits a small pillow that has an indentation of the necklace Feyre wears. On the same wall there sits a wardrobe made of a dark wood, on it there are small runes and symbols carved on it, most likely to look pretty, not much practical use. [b]Other:[/b] Feyre can currently only turn into a deer, a lion or a crow, she is also working on being able to shift into a fox. All these creatures have snow white fur and pale, icy blue eyes. Originally her race was part of the shifter race and had access to many more creatures but after being cursed her family line and a few others were cursed to be forever hunted and sought after. They could only have access to mammals or avians and whenever they were caught they would grant luck to their captors (There is slight randomness to good/bad luck) and the white pelt helps draw attention to them, makes them easier to spot. She also wears this during special occasions, but usually with her antlers showing Feyre currently has a huge crush on Rhys but doesn't want to admit it, to herself or anyone else [img]http://i.imgur.com/b2SAVWc.png[/img]

[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/49b6212ce78c7af1560c10d3352e1a27/tumblr_odu3whifOQ1sqi28qo1_500.png[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Kyzalia (Kai-zay-leah), everyone calls her Lia (Leah) or Ky [b]Gender:[/b] Female, she/her [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Species:[/b] Unicorn [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]History:[/b] Kyzalia was only 5 when her parents were found and attacked by the angels. They came in a blaze of blinding white light,with humans not too far behind. Her father told her to look away, he knew of the light the angels possessed and shielded her mother's eyes from it as well, but Ky was too small to get his protection and she lost her vision. Panicking she ran for her mother, chaos erupted everywhere and she ran with her mom, listening to the cries of her father as he was no doubt entangled by the humans ropes. Tears formed in her eyes as her mom pushed her away from the clearing, from the humans, and from her father. They ran for a while, too long for Ky's comfort, and by the time they made it to "a safe place" as her mom called it, she collapsed on what seemed to be a wooden surface. BestiaWald, her mother called it. A place to keep her safe, to keep all monsters safe. Ky wasn't there long before her mother ushered her in, calling for a woman named Xita, a name Ky had only heard whispered before. She was roughly aware of the fact that her mother had used some of her magic to glamour her into a small toddler with glistening white locks falling in waves across her cheeks. Xita, of course, welcomed the pair into the home with open arms, however Ky's mother had other ideas. She had to go out in search of her mate, and when she found him, they would all live in peace in BestiaWald. It's been 14 years since Ky saw her mother, literally and figuratively, and 10 since she heard anything about her whereabouts or a letter from her. Kyzalia understood why her mother left, she still holds hope that one day her mother will return, but only with her father. Unicorns, afterall, mate for life. [b]Power:[/b] Ky has glamour magic, able to maintain her human glamour for hours on end. She can 'see' the auras of everything on the planet, both living and not living, and she uses this ability to move around, and has honed this skill quite well, meaning she can use it to get around all day and recharges her power while she sleeps. She can purify any toxins or poisons from water, the larger the body of water the larger the toll it takes on her, and she can only perform this action when in her horse form, free of her human glamour. She inherited Mommy dearest's nature manipulation, though to a much lesser extent. She has an extraordinary green thumb, and can call flowers to bloom around her when she concentrates enough, however the larger the plant she manipulates the more energy she exerts. She can also heal others, only in her unicorn form, and she hasn't mastered the ability to heal much more than a cut that may need stitches. She can see the fibers of the person's wounds in her mind and weave them back together to heal wounds, however she has to focus and meditate beforehand, and the larger the wound she tries to heal the longer it takes and the more concentration she needs, and the more energy she expels. She has enhanced endurance and agility, only slightly moreso than a human horse, and has the best built in lie-detector. [b]Description:[/b] Kyzalia is a pale girl, whiter than the fresh fallen snow, with hair that somehow always seems to be whiter. She lets her bangs fall in large curls along the frame of her face, and it is most always pulled back into her iconic braid. Her lips are pale pink, as is the small star shaped birthmark that appears on the forehead of her human glamour. Her iris' are gone, burned away by the angels, and appear stark white. She doesn't wear glasses, finding it much harder to 'see' where she's going with them on, and thus hears several gasps as she walks among the humans. She always wears formal gowns, flowy and in pastel colors, light purple or blues are her favorite. In her unicorn form, she is a shade more golden than white, with her back half a mottled white like an appaloosa, and light blue or purple flowers in her mane and tail, which are stark white. [b]Other:[/b] Ky is completely blind. She has adapted to her disability, and has taught herself to get around the human world with echolocation. At home, however, she can see the aura's of everything, able to see the rough outlines of everything because of their energy. Though she looks frail, Ky is a unicorn, a creature who is wild and should stay wild. She can be unpredictable and dangerous if cornered. She never truly becomes human, she simply glamours herself to appear human to the naked eye, however if anyone were to look close enough they might catch a glimmer of a horn. unicorn form: [img]https://67.media.tumblr.com/6fc4860c79d70fb9c216fccc81707954/tumblr_odu3whifOQ1sqi28qo2_r1_500.png[/img] [b]Mother:[/b] Xita

[b]Name:[/b] Kierin Blackwood [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Sexuality:[/b] Asexual [b]Species:[/b] Kelpie [b]Age:[/b] 22 [b]Mother:[/b] Umheia [b]History:[/b] The first son of his generation of kelpies, he was raised by his father, the previous gatekeepr of Bestiawald, and is tied to the manor through a contract with the Mothers. The Blackwood line of kelpies came to the manor shortly after its creation in search of asylum, and were granted that on the condition that the firstborn of each generation would replace his predecessor. Kierin is the latest in the long line, and as such when he turned 18, he was deemed old enough to inherit his position. As a show of trust to Umheia and the other Mothers, the powerful stallion gave up his bridle in favor of the shining black leather bridle he would wear for the rest of his service as their loyal Gatekeeper. It was a life debt he owed and it was with his years of service he would pay willingly because he knows that Umheia, Mother of the Dark, would never abuse the power she held over him and his kin by safeguarding his bridle. [b]Power:[/b] Kelpies are as strong as ten horses, and Kierin is no exception. His body is naturally extremely adhesive, to the point that he is capable of dragging intruders down into the moat if necessary. He also has the ability to cast a glamour to make himself appear human, though he never is strong enough to completely conceal the slight bluish-black tint hiding under his human skin. His bridle is his weakness, but as part of his family's pact with Umheia, it is locked away deep within the belly of the Manor and guarded fiercely so that no kelpie acting as Gatekeeper falls into the hands of any potential enemies. [b]Description:[/b] In his natural form, he is a black stallion with a bluish tint lower half, his long mane and tail similarly colored. He always wears a black leather bridle with reins (not pictured). His eyes are black and his fur is always tacky to the touch, almost oily-looking from the sheen. His glamour is blue-skinned with long black hair down to his hips. He wears a green shirt and brown riding pants and boots, and his bridle appears as a chain around his neck, because he tries to look scary to incoming monsters and intrusive humans. If he puts effort into his glamour then his skin becomes black, but there is still a blueish undertone that is visible if the light catches his glamour right. [b]Other:[/b] Not very talkative, rarely leaves the moat area except to drag intruders in to be dealt with if necessary. [img]https://files.slack.com/files-pri/T0ZCEC38U-F2DEM6FQ9/pasted_image_at_2016_09_19_19_36.png[/img] [img]https://files.slack.com/files-pri/T0ZCEC38U-F2DET72TU/pasted_image_at_2016_09_19_19_35.png[/img]

Name: Nissa

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Asexual

Species: Sphinx

Mother Domain: Seren

Age: Centuries upon centuries old- but human face appears to be in late twenties

History:

Nissa was spawned in Greece, and soon became a notorious man eater and a particularly clever riddle maker- as all Greek sphinxes are. Every creature of her ilk stakes out a territory to wait for travelers, and Nissa made her home in a popular trade junction in Greece, with one route going towards a sacred temple, and the other a route that traders took. She did not discriminate between those were passing by to trade and those who sought to harm the temple. At first, it was a disaster for all caliber of traders- the riddles of a sphinx were infamously difficult to solve, and Nissa soon gorged herself on traders, warriors, and ambitious scholars alike. Those who she deemed dangerously clever she allowed to pass, but the rest she soon devoured.

Trade slowed to a crawl as other routes were frantically being explored, and bands of warriors were formed to eradicate Nissa- but, strangely enough, it turned out to not be necessary.

Nissa had reached a plateau in terms of survival. She no longer needed to riddle men for food purposes, she had a bountiful shelter, and no one could truly defeat her. Nissa was bored, and with boredom came innovation.

Panicked traders would find themselves ordered to come up with a riddle to stump her. They rarely succeeded, and those who failed were ordered to grant her tribute from some of their wares. The unlucky few who caught her when she was hungry were eaten. And those dangerously clever fellows who she had let pass in her binge-eating days, on the exceedingly rare occasion that they win over her, were given treasures from the amount of wares she had collected from past traders.

Nissa could not have been happier. This interesting new spin on her sphinxing not only granted her more entertainment, but eliminated the possibility of having to commit suicide should someone solve one of her riddles. She even held a sort of fondness for the intelligent minority that occasionally came to pass through. The especially creative and especially cruel traders occasionally offered slaves for her to later eat instead of treasures to not only protect their wares, but decrease the chances that they caught Nissa when she was hungry. It was a system she was happy to work with, but alas, content lives are never the fates of monsters.

For all of Nissa’s wisdom, cunning, and might, angels grew to be a threat too prominent too fight back against- and the sphinx fled from her post to witness a sorrowful change. The age of Monsters was fading, and fading fast. Some time later, she was brought to the manor, where she resides as a relic of a past ruled by man-eaters such as she.

Power(s): Nissa contains vast knowledge in many areas, and approximate knowledge for near everything else. She contains an acute spiritual awareness, and in addition to her physical might, those who hear a sphinx' riddle is compelled to answer. This is both a blessing and a curse- the chosen target will almost always be eaten due to this, but should they happen to contain the correct answer, Nissa is automatically compelled into committing suicide. She speaks purely from telepathy.

Nissa is able to fly, though this is a strenuous effort given her size and body shape.

Description: Nissa's human face is the visage of a woman with traditionally Greek features- olive colored skin, wide brown eyes with thick eyelashes, and plump lips. However, this is almost always hidden by fine black hair that runs to the floor and completely shields her face. Her main body is of a massive, gold colored lion, and she is decorated with an assortment of Ancient Greek jewelry. Her most impressive feature are her titanic white wings, a blasphemous parody of the wings of the angels that hunt her and her kind. Nissa is roughly the height of a Belgian horse.

However, no matter how grand her beastly form is, her wide, unblinking eyes and alarmingly human face will always strike an unsettling aura.

Other:

Nissa's room is cluttered with whatever trinkets and prizes she could salvage, but contains a massive, upraised platform that acts as a place for her to either read or sleep. A pile of bones, picked clean, lies in one corner.