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Legend of the Leviathan || Steampunk Pirate RP
Name: Lai Ning-Xue, "Winter"
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance:
Personality: Winter is as cool and collected as the season she was named for. Elegant, sharp, and unforgiving, her icy exterior hides a wicked rage, festering just below the surface. This side of her hardly ever makes itself known, however. Winter typically puts up a calm, more nurturing front, and can even be playful or teasing to those she grows more comfortable around.
Weapon of Choice:
Other: Winter is an exceptionally deadly and ruthless fighter – all control, creativity, and measured fury. While on the Leviathan though, she does a good job of keeping this hidden. Instead of fighting, Winter serves as what she likes to call "ship baby-sitter." She does much of the cooking, patches her crew mates up, and overall acts as a grounding presence and voice of reason.
History: A lifetime ago, there was a girl who went by another name living in the war-torn empire of Yeojin. The two main ethnic groups, the Yeo and the Qira, were in a decades-long conflict, culminating in the Qiran genocide in the last several years. The girl, a Qiran by blood, listened to the sounds of war every day until it invaded her dreams, and she could no longer tell if she was awake or sleeping.
The girl’s family was well respected among the other Qira, and her parents were masters of healing. While healing techniques weren’t rare in this world, few had advanced it as far as the Qira. Whether with potions, herbs, massages, or meditation, the Qira had perfected this valuable skill. The girl, though still young and clumsy, was making good progress in her studies. But that ended one day, when she watched the war she spent so many nights dreaming of came to life in her home. Her parents, grandparents, brothers… she saw the Yeo steal them away and all she could do was cower under the stairs, silent tears trailing after her family. Eventually she pulled herself out of the ashes of her former life. Lost and orphaned, she found her way into the Qiran resistance, which was struggling to fight back against the Yeo. She was valuable due to her healing skills, and continued to refine them as time went on, but it wasn’t enough.
That was when she began learning how to kill. She learned to kill with her hands, with a blade, with a wire, with stone… she even learned to alter her healing concoctions into poisons. She learned to sneak and lurk, frighten and beguile. And all of these skills were put to use against the Yeo. Unfortunately, the girl, who had taken the name Winter, was largely inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. The Qira were still being massacred every day, and soon it seemed they would be eradicated completely and the Yeo would move on. That is, until, the queendom of Waylox stepped in.
Many are grateful for Waylox’s intervention, happy that the death and war that has plagued the empire for so long has finally ended. Others, more disillusioned, claim that they had only chosen to step in after decades of bloodshed because they feared that the Yeo would turn their attention to them once the Qira were dealt with. Winter, hardened and bitter by years of pain and violence, was a member of the latter group.
With the fighting finished, Winter could no longer see a reason to stay in Yeojin. Her people were a crumbling shell of what they once were, the infant time of peace left everyone on-edge and highly regulated, and there was no longer much demand for her set of skills. Winter was still damaged by the genocide, and unable to let go of her pain long enough to stay and help her people rebuild. And so she left for Waylox, putting her skills to use there.
She'd heard whispers of a coup brewing in the queendom, and her resentment of the royal family reared its ugly head. The large sum of money paid for her services was appreciated, but more than anything she wanted the Wayloc queen to pay for seemingly stepping in only when it was relevant to her interests. She wanted her to pay for stepping in too late. Winter was instrumental to the coup, quietly eliminating those who refused to be paid off.
Everything was going according to plan, but it did nothing to fix the hollow pit in Winter's heart. Eventually though, the queen's supporters, who had been rallying around her in secret, fought back. The usurper was struck down, and all who aided him were to stand trial and put to death for treason. Winter had been smart, and was careful throughout the coup to keep her identity secret. Indeed, most didn't know that the usurper's lead assassin was female, let alone a young Qiran girl. But she couldn't hide forever, and the authorities were getting closer and closer to identifying the most wanted person in the country.
Like any sensible person, Winter ran. She had to get away from Waylox, Yeojin, and the surrounding kingdoms. She had to keep moving. That was how she found herself crewing the Leviathan.
Anything extra: Winter's Theme
Speaking: Pale Turquoise
Legend of the Leviathan || Steampunk Pirate RP
Name: Lai Ning-Xue, "Winter"
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance:
Personality: Winter is as cool and collected as the season she was named for. Elegant, sharp, and unforgiving, her icy exterior hides a wicked rage, festering just below the surface. This side of her hardly ever makes itself known, however. Winter typically puts up a calm, more nurturing front, and can even be playful or teasing to those she grows more comfortable around.
Weapon of Choice:
Other: Winter is an exceptionally deadly and ruthless fighter – all control, creativity, and measured fury. While on the Leviathan though, she does a good job of keeping this hidden. Instead of fighting, Winter serves as what she likes to call "ship baby-sitter." She does much of the cooking, patches her crew mates up, and overall acts as a grounding presence and voice of reason.
History: A lifetime ago, there was a girl who went by another name living in the war-torn empire of Yeojin. The two main ethnic groups, the Yeo and the Qira, were in a decades-long conflict, culminating in the Qiran genocide in the last several years. The girl, a Qiran by blood, listened to the sounds of war every day until it invaded her dreams, and she could no longer tell if she was awake or sleeping.
The girl’s family was well respected among the other Qira, and her parents were masters of healing. While healing techniques weren’t rare in this world, few had advanced it as far as the Qira. Whether with potions, herbs, massages, or meditation, the Qira had perfected this valuable skill. The girl, though still young and clumsy, was making good progress in her studies. But that ended one day, when she watched the war she spent so many nights dreaming of came to life in her home. Her parents, grandparents, brothers… she saw the Yeo steal them away and all she could do was cower under the stairs, silent tears trailing after her family. Eventually she pulled herself out of the ashes of her former life. Lost and orphaned, she found her way into the Qiran resistance, which was struggling to fight back against the Yeo. She was valuable due to her healing skills, and continued to refine them as time went on, but it wasn’t enough.
That was when she began learning how to kill. She learned to kill with her hands, with a blade, with a wire, with stone… she even learned to alter her healing concoctions into poisons. She learned to sneak and lurk, frighten and beguile. And all of these skills were put to use against the Yeo. Unfortunately, the girl, who had taken the name Winter, was largely inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. The Qira were still being massacred every day, and soon it seemed they would be eradicated completely and the Yeo would move on. That is, until, the queendom of Waylox stepped in.
Many are grateful for Waylox’s intervention, happy that the death and war that has plagued the empire for so long has finally ended. Others, more disillusioned, claim that they had only chosen to step in after decades of bloodshed because they feared that the Yeo would turn their attention to them once the Qira were dealt with. Winter, hardened and bitter by years of pain and violence, was a member of the latter group.
With the fighting finished, Winter could no longer see a reason to stay in Yeojin. Her people were a crumbling shell of what they once were, the infant time of peace left everyone on-edge and highly regulated, and there was no longer much demand for her set of skills. Winter was still damaged by the genocide, and unable to let go of her pain long enough to stay and help her people rebuild. And so she left for Waylox, putting her skills to use there.
She'd heard whispers of a coup brewing in the queendom, and her resentment of the royal family reared its ugly head. The large sum of money paid for her services was appreciated, but more than anything she wanted the Wayloc queen to pay for seemingly stepping in only when it was relevant to her interests. She wanted her to pay for stepping in too late. Winter was instrumental to the coup, quietly eliminating those who refused to be paid off.
Everything was going according to plan, but it did nothing to fix the hollow pit in Winter's heart. Eventually though, the queen's supporters, who had been rallying around her in secret, fought back. The usurper was struck down, and all who aided him were to stand trial and put to death for treason. Winter had been smart, and was careful throughout the coup to keep her identity secret. Indeed, most didn't know that the usurper's lead assassin was female, let alone a young Qiran girl. But she couldn't hide forever, and the authorities were getting closer and closer to identifying the most wanted person in the country.
Like any sensible person, Winter ran. She had to get away from Waylox, Yeojin, and the surrounding kingdoms. She had to keep moving. That was how she found herself crewing the Leviathan.
Anything extra: Winter's Theme
Speaking: Pale Turquoise
