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Trianátofyll Babalabashacekep





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Creator: KateHardy
Roleplay: Myth Arisen
Nickname: Triana

Name: Trianátofyll Babalabashacekep.
Age: Looks to be about 22 but is actually well into her thousands.
Gender: Female

Race: Fey'ri.

Role: The Forgotten Princess.

Appearance: She stands at an average 5 4". She has curly red hair that comes up to her shoulders and she prefers to keep it lose at all times. Her eyes are an unusual turquoise color that and only adds to her flaming red hair in making her stand out. She has almost unnaturally pale skin marred by several battle scars. The most prominent scar is a diagonal slash that runs from her shoulder to her hip, the result of an assassination attempt on the royal family. She is quite thin but despite that she has fairly defined muscles and can pack quite a punch for someone of her size. She doesn't like jewelry or any such things and wears a very simple beat up robe. Concealed on her ankles are two small daggers for emergencies while her primary weapon, a three foot long broadsword is always sheathed by her side.

Personality: She's usually very quiet and likes to keep to herself. She's been very lonely for most of her life ever since her first friend turned out to be an assassin attempting to kill her. She has huge trust issues and will not let anyone in unless they prove themselves over and over. She blames herself for her loneliness and generally believes that she is worthless. Triana is also a big softie at heart and likes to look at the positive side of everything. The catch is that she is the exact opposite when she is faced with injustice. When dealing with those that she feels has wronged somebody, especially someone she cares about, she is ruthless and completely detached from emotion and can kill in a heartbeat. This side of her is so different to her normal personality that she has taken to calling it a separate entity known simply as Maraya. Now she refers to this side of her in third person. When she's feeling particularly lonely she wall talk to herself pretending that Trianna and Maraya are having a conversation. She also tends to get heavily invested in anyone that shows that they genuinely care about her to the point that she would sacrifice herself without a thought for such a person.
- Strengths: She is a dab hand with her sword, having trained with it since she was old enough to hold one. Her swordsmanship is good enough that she feels confident using it as her primary offence in most situations, her lithe body allowing her to dodge most attacks with ease. She's also a very skilled knife thrower and is generally good at hitting targets.
- Weaknesses: She doesn't value her life much, living on only because she is afraid of dying of natural causes. in a nutshell she doesn't actively seek death but would accept it without much hesitation. And when she assumes the persona of Maraya she tends to lose control a bit sometimes not fully in control of her actions with her rage clouding her ability to think.

Magic: She was born with the ability to use magic, having a natural affinity to dark magic. She was taught the arts of using highly lethal curses that are not for the faint of heart. However, she was always disgusted by it and only learnt the bare minimum necessary as a member of the royal family. As Triana, she will almost never use these spells unless she has absolutely no other alternative. When in a fit of rage as Maraya however, she has no qualms about letting all kinds of criminals experience the pain that they caused their victims.

History: Born to the king and queen of a prosperous kingdom she had a normal and healthy early childhood. She was well liked by almost everyone and this early childhood where she lived a almost idyllic life is what drives her kindness. Having seen that kindness always leads to good things she has stuck by that motto for all her life.

However, the reason that Maraya exists is what followed her thirteenth birthday. She did not have many friends by then as she was quite wary of people that wanted to be her friend simply because she was the princess so she was quite attached to the one that she did have. But on her thirteenth birthday this friend and his family carried out an attack in which she acquired her most prominent scar that runs across her chest. Her parents and one of her brothers were killed. She along with her other brother escaped. This episode in her life haunts her to this day and fuels the persona of Maraya.

After their escape, Triana and her brother had to use the skills that they had been taught growing up and try to survive. They roamed from place to place for several centuries, earning themselves the titles of The Forgotten Prince and the The Forgotten Princess: The two royals that were cast aside with their kingdom being taken over by a new dynasty.

Then one gloomy day things became worse for Triana. The two of them were attacked and it appeared that this was a battle that they would not win. In the heat of battle Triana jumped in front of a volley of arrows to save her brother. She blacked out instantly and woke up to find that despite the twenty arrows stuck in her torso she was somehow still alive.

She set out to find her brother. She felt drawn to a place deep within the desert and that is how she found herself imprisoned along with four others.

Up For Love: She doesn't trust people easily but one of her greatest desires is to find someone that truly loves her so she is definitely up for it although breaking down her walls can be extremely hard. She is a lesbian.

Other: Her goal is to someday locate her brother and restore their kingdom to its former glory all the while meeting someone that truly loves her for who she is and settling down. She never enjoys being Maraya and can often feel tremendous guilt every time she assumes this persona although she tries to appear unaffected so as to preserve the aura of terror that Maraya projects.


These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
— Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah