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[color=9BE800][b]N A M E[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Perfidia Mothwax[/indent]
[color=9BE800][b]A G E[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]24[/indent]
[color=9BE800][b]O R I G I N[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Dryadalis[/indent]
[color=9BE800][b]V I S A G E[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Perfidia is a short young woman, all told. Not much taller than kids years younger than she is, she certainly doesn't [i]look[/i] like she's in her mid-twenties. People have asked her, even, if she's lost, or where her parents are. And this isn't particularly improved by the waterfall of pale green hair that tumbles down her shoulders and back, reaching nearly to the floor. This frames her youthful face, which is [/INDENT]
[color=9BE800][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y   T R A I T S[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Calm. Collected. Unflappable. A gods-damned ice queen. These were just some of the descriptors used to describe Etoile by her subordinates in the past, and most are, or at least were, accurate. She is a cool-headed woman, thinking through the consequences of any given course of events extensively before taking action as long as she has the opportunity to do so. She is generally slow and methodical in her approach to problems, which can certainly lead to issues making quick decisions, and certainly has. She's quite a cold person as well; judgmental and disdainful, she is not afraid to let someone know [i]exactly[/i] what she thinks about them. All that being said, she's become quite a bit more practical and pragmatic than she used to be, her worries about reputation and status having mostly been ground away over the past year or so.

Still, she's not just cold logic and practicality. Much of her personality finds its roots in a massive inferiority complex towards her elder brother, Edmund Lécuyer. She's struggled with this on and off throughout most of her life, and it's a lot of what set her along the course that her life eventually took. That leads into her final cardinal personality trait: she's stubborn. Incredibly so. Trying to alter her from a course of action that she's decided upon is like trying to stop a charging bull with a piece of tissue paper.[/INDENT]
[color=9BE800][b]L I F E   E X P E R I E N C E S[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Etoile was on the path of conflict with the Ecclesiae and the rest of the Inquisitors from the moment she enlisted in their military. Of course, she didn't become an officer [i]entirely[/i] on her own merits; though they were the majority of the reason, it certainly didn't hurt being of the Lécuyer noble family. As a fairly high-ranking member of the military when the final stand of the Magi aboard Eileithyia occurred, she became suspicious. Before then, she'd not paid them much mind; as a member of the Inquisitors, she'd been authorized to use magic in the service of Iquenos by the Ecclesiae, after all. But she'd known many of those magi for many years; due to her family, she'd had connections with many of the guilds, and she'd always found them perfectly normal, nice people, with the obvious exception of their magical abilities. Nothing heretical about them; many were, in fact, devout worshippers. So, she did the one thing that sealed her fate:

She started to dig.

Over the next decade, she would ascent in rank quite steadily and, more importantly, discover that there had never been any "dark magic" within the Nsiferum. And, inevitably, she was discovered. She was stripped of her title immediately, and sentenced to death for her heretical tendencies, and for conspiring against the Ecclesiae. Before her execution, though, she managed to slip her manacles with the addition of a well-applied gust of sharp, slicing wind, and escaped from the Church.

Now she roams the countryside, sleeping in places that she obviously finds distasteful and doing her best to stay ahead of the Inquisitors, her former colleagues, pursuing her, and those stationed in pretty much every town and village, which her prideful nature makes...difficult, especially on those occasions that she refuses to remove her immaculately-kept old uniform. It is largely due to pure dumb luck that she is still alive today.[/INDENT]
[color=9BE800][b]E L E M E N T A L   A F F I N I T Y[/b][/color][hr][INDENT]Malum[/INDENT]
[color=9BE800][b]A T T R I B U T E S[/b][/color][hr][INDENT][b]Artificem Magum[/b] - Fidia has a somewhat unusual combat style. Instead of using a rod, or a sword, or a spear, she focuses her malum magic through a series of four razor-sharp blades attached to durable ribbons attached to her shoulders.

[b]Swordsmanship [/b]- While nowhere near as skillful as most, Etoile can hold her own against an opponent that hasn't been formally trained due to her status as a military officer. She uses a slim, curved sabre, a family heirloom known as [b]Vent de Trancheuse[/b], when fighting is necessary.

[b]Learned [/b]- As described above, Etoile gained her skill in magic through long study. However, her study was not limited to magic; she was expected to be both a noblewoman and an officer at the same time. Thus, while her street-smarts are debatable, she is highly intelligent and knows a great deal of natural science and logical reasoning, as well as being a bit of a literature buff by her own admission.

[b]Prosthetic[/b] - Several years ago, she lost an arm during a military campaign gone wrong. Since then, her right arm has been replaced by an ether-powered prosthetic crafted of silver metal and engraved with the crest of house Lécuyer, rendering it quite durable and entirely immune to pain. However, it also draws attention very easily.

[b]Strategic[/b] - As an officer in the military, Etoile became quite skillful in tactics and strategy. She is particularly skillful at deducing ambushes before they can occur, and at large troop movements.

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