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~ Full Name ~
Amity Veil. Of course, that doesn't really seem like a real name, does it?

~ Nicknames/Aliases ~
Ami, the Red Knight, rude bitch.

~ Age ~
21.

~ Gender ~
Female.

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~ Rune/Location ~
On her stomach, just above her belly button.

~ Rune Powers ~
Being a general badass. All of Amity's physical attributes are enhanced- strength, speed and even her senses.
She can toss cars and cut through buildings and is fast enough to almost hurt herself from the wind resistance.
Her senses make her a pain in the ass- she can see better, hear better, smell better and can essentially stick to you like glue if she needs to.
Food also tastes 'more', I guess you could say. She's also very conscious of touching things at all times due to her senses.

~ Description ~
Amity stands around 5'8, slightly on the bulky side- not due to fat, but due to muscles. Amity's body is fairly toned, but only for one purpose- hefting her absolutely gigantic weapon around and staying fast while doing so. Her figure could be considered 'unladylike', although saying that to her face is only advised if you have a death wish. Her body has quite a few scars on it, ranging from tiny scrapes to a wound that slides down the curve of her back just to the right of her spine, all the way down to her ass.
Her scarlet hair and eyes are a perfect match, her hair falling down into her face on occasion. She tends to tie it back and put her hair in moderately fancy hairstyles. When in combat and her rune's powers are activated, her eyes flash a brilliant gold for the duration of her usage.

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~ Personality ~
Amity is a kind and considerate person, somewhat of a 'big sister' figure. Her endless drive to defend others even at the cost of her own life extends even to the small things- taking on odd jobs around everywhere and being a courteous and polite as possible. However, when things turn serious, she shuts herself up and gets into it like she should. Non-joking attitude, stoic features and willpower stronger than diamond are trademarks of the girl now known as the Red Knight. Not the kind to taunt or 'enjoy' fights, she tends to focus more on ending them as quickly as possible and as painlessly as possible.
Until her rune kicks in.

Golden eyes blazing brightly, Amity Veil degenerates into a monster not too different from a savage Warg. Flailing her car-sized sword in a wild fervor, Amity will attack anything that comes near her. Once her nose catches a scent, she becomes a wolf on the prowl and will spend even days hunting down her marks. Constant fighting has left her weapon of choice cracked and stained- earning it the nickname of Bloodripper for its gruesome looks. Originally, Bloodripper was much, much smaller- barely a dagger. It was a gift given to her by her betrothed and best friend on her 20th birthday.
Amity keeps the hilt gripped tightly, even in the depths of the murderous, vengeful rage that grips her mind and heart.
Vengeance is the only thing that matters when all's said and done.
And Amity won't rest until she gets it.

~ Skills ~
+ Able to swing around a weapon the length of a car- and that's the blade alone, the hilt makes it even bigger- with ease.
+ No point being able swing a sword if you can't use it- Amity's skills with a blade are honed by years of fighting for her life and for the lives of others.
+ Incredibly agile and durable, owing to her Rune's powers.
+ The more she gets hit, the angrier and stronger she gets.
+ Endless willpower to avenge herself and others, coupled with the intense desire to save the world and those in it.
+ Everything one needs to effectively survive alone, Amity can do- she's been living alone for a while after all.

~ Weaknesses ~
+ She's only one person.
+ Her strengthened senses can be used against her.
+ She gets really angry once a month.
+ With her berserker mode engaged, she won't stop fighting until she calms down. Unfortunately, that's quite difficult for someone who's stuffed full of rage and vengefulness. This is also a weakness because she'll attack absolutely anything with impunity- even the people she's trying to protect.
+ Spicy food will mess her up, and so will bad smells. Downside to awesome senses.. whoops.
+ Amity's enhanced senses also means that she feels pain much easier than others. However, Amity has made up for this weakness by using said pain to give her strength in her berserk rage mode.

~ Brief History ~
Amity is the youngest of a man with plenty of money and plenty of wealth.
She led a relatively happy life, living with a childhood friend close by. It wasn't exactly a secret that they'd had feelings for each other since their childhood, and at her father's suggestion Amity found herself stubbornly proposing to the man, who happily accepted. Despite herself, she couldn't stop the teary smile that slid across her face.
"You're a strong girl, Amity. You can do anything."
Amity held her fiance's lifeless corpse close, sitting in the massive pool of blood that soaked the ruined wedding hall. The bodies of everyone she loved and knew sat around her, the bodies of several wargs and Jotun also present.
In many, many pieces.
Amity's torn clothes let her see the run that had burned itself into her skin, and her hand gripped the shattered dagger her love had given her so tightly that her knuckles were white against the red of everything else.
Blood on her clothes, on her weapon, on her entire body. She closed the eyes of the one she loved and held him tightly, losing her concept of time until eventually, living in the wasteland alone for months, she was found.
However, the person who found her was not who she expected. A pale, small girl with changing eyes and a forked tongue. Originally, Amity wanted to kill her, but that proved impossible. After an entire day of ripping her apart only for her to stick back together, Amity finally listened.
"You want revenge, right? Come with me. I'll take you somewhere fun."

The Blessed found it odd that one of the Runes they sought was conveniently placed right on their doorstep. They brought her in, treating the outright traumatised woman with a kindness that made her sick. She didn't want free food or fancy housing- she'd already had that.
She wanted training.
She wanted revenge.
She had her dagger reforged, going out and collecting an outright stupid amount of metal for her new weapon. A massive, jagged blade with one edge clean-cut and the other coated in serrated spikes. It was longer than her body, having to be carried in one hand like a guitar case triple the size of one.
Honestly, it was less of a sword and more of a giant hunk of guillotine. Well, it was now, in any case.

~ Other ~
+ Amity's real name isn't Amity.
+ She has a severe hatred of eggplant.
+ She's secretly a heavy drinker.
+ She was supposed to get married to her childhood friend on her 21st birthday, something they'd both agreed on a few years prior. However, with the deaths of everyone she knew, her goals changed- butcher every single non-human monster on the planet and make them suffer.
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