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Name: Krysthane, "Hellhound"
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Affiliation: White Fang/Self
Wyrm Carapace: A mix of weapon and armor, this is a full body suit that encompasses Krysthane. This armor bears an apocalyptic look and appears to be the body of some long dead beast. This unique armor can fire powerful flames from anywhere, as a form of attack and transportation. The flames can vary between extreme heat and force, which allows her decide when to burn someone in the face with it, or send herself flying through the air. The intensity of the flames and the ability to propel herself in any direction allows Krysthane to attack relentlessly and dodge most attacks with ease while continuing her assault. The spikes act as a powerful deterrent for any who would dare to fight her in hand to hand combat, as well as giving her another form of ranged attack. In addition you can always count on her having several varieties of explosives with her.
Semblance: Fuel For The Fire. Krsthane's entirely alternate development has lead in a semblance more fitting for her new style, rather than applying the pressure she feels onto others, she gains power from them. Krysthane gains power from many things. Primarily she gains power from attacks against her, anger, fear, even fire and semblances used against her. She does not absorb them per say, but Krysthane feeds off them. She not only gains physical strength and speed, but even wounds she has will heal as she gains more and more 'fuel'. The effects of this take several hours to wear off, though she will eventually return to her natural state these enhanced attributes also give her a sort of high similar to adrenaline but more extreme.
Personality: Krsythane is a brutal sort of person that cares more for herself than anything else. She enjoys fire to a maniacal degree. To a lesser extent she also enjoys the heat of battle. Her only concern is with her personal enjoyment and savagely destroying anything that gets in the way of that. Preferably with fire. Lots of fire. She's not much for planning, much preferring to jump headlong into things. Krysthane is by no means normal, she never takes of her armor and is constantly thinking of what to set on fire next. The intense aura she gives off at all times marks her apart from your average street person.
History: Krysthane grew up rather differently. Rather than her mother surviving the accident the criplled her she died, and her father dropped out of his hunting career. Of course her father was by no means honorably discharged. His severe drinking problem as a result of his wife's death lead to endangerment of his teammates: he was forced to retire. This drinking problem also inevitably lead to the chronic abuse of his daughter. Krysthane bore through this as best she could, most of the time by simply not being at home as much as possible. Though in his brief moments of soberness her father
did teach her what aura was and the basics of using it. She acquired a hatred of hunters from her fathers maltreatment and threw in her lot with a local gang with a certain dislike towards hunters as well.
Beside regular ruffian behavior that would vandalize the homes of hunters or ex-hunters with specific malice. The gang was actually funded by the White Fang and so was surprisingly advanced. The explosive expert to a particular liking to Krysthane's zeal and adopted her as an apprentice of sort. She quickly grew to love the careful work of setting up the explosives than retreating to a safe distant and watch the always impressive boom and the fire that resulted from it. In addition she made friends with some of the other more experienced members and learned the ins and outs of fighting over several years.
Eventully Krysthane explained her own issues to her mentor and he agreed to help her take care of it. The next day her father's cheap apartment had a small explosion occur and burnt to the ground with him in it. Krysthane gave a sigh of relief as she watched the fire from the top of a far away building. She was finally free. She spent several years with the gang, eventually becoming an influential member. The White Fang divulged had been developing a special combat suit for high ranking members and wanted the gang to test it out. The reason for this was that the gang's affiliation with the White Fang wasn't well known so it was unlikely to be traced back to them.
Unfortunately there was a mole in the gang and the shipment was found out. At the pick up location they were ambushed by a heavily armed police force. Naturally Krysthane did the only sensible thing and put on the suit on while her teammates held them off. The suit combined with Krysthane's half developed semblance allowed her to fight off the police force. Unfortunately due the well organized ambush she was the only one who made it out alive. After this she used the suit and further developed her semblance to became a one woman army. She still received missions from the White Fang every now and then but most of the chaos she caused was off her own imagining. Krysthane struck without rhyme or reason, only taking money when she needed to fix her suit or get more explosives. But she always left the scene of the crime in blazes.
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