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Malelka Viroshtrine





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Creator: PiesAreSquared
Roleplay: A Ruse To Fool Them All (Not Started/Full!)
Nickname: Nat

Name: Malelka Viroshtrine (Prefers to be called Nat, for unknown reasons)
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Appearance: Hair: Dyed Light Rufous. Thick, originally jet black. Has a streak of yellow running down a lock on the right side. Hair reaches to shoulder, but is normally tied back into a tail other than for the yellow lock.
Skin color: Lightly tanned olive.
Facial: Slightly rounded cheekbones, has a dimple at the bottom of chin as well as on the right cheek.
Physic: Well muscled. Healthily proportioned.
Clothes and Equipment: Silk-leather jerkin over worn leather doublet. Shin high leather boots, steel capped. Fine mail under jerkin but over doublet, slightly visible. Loose fitting leather jodhpurs reaching to ankles, has leather kneecaps. Bears an enchanted sword and dagger pair to ward off spells which she calls “Vaal” and “Kris,” respectively. Has silver spurs in heels of her boots.

Personality: Control Freak, talkative yet mannerisms conducive to being respected. Has a great concern for the safety and profits of those under her. Prone to fits of rage, especially when provoked. Has no desire for personal gain. Has a slight case of ataxia, that is, the slurring of speech, but very slight. A very quick wit despite this, combining her dark rage with humorous yet cutting mockeries of those she deemed not worthy to be part of her band or to be in association with it. Has a strong attachment to keeping any of her promises, making few, and usually of the vaguest kind.
History: Grew up in a farm in an outlying village of Belasi. Had troubles at home with an abusive mother and a drunk father. Ran away at the age of fifteen. Street vagabond wandering Belasi, and as such is highly aquainted with Belasi. Joined her current band some three years before.
Since joining, disease swamped most of the band, but her and those who chose her method of survival and plunder. She steals from graves no one else would approach due to her spell driving weapons rebuffing disease, all of which in Belasi and Verlisia begins by means of a spell, and as such she is immune. This gains her respect and leadership of her band.

Up for love: No, but Captain mocks her with the term “My Love” whenever the two bands meet.

Other: She loves skulls, carrying around several shrunken ones in her belt.


How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of.
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane