Minervium (It doesn't like titles less than 10 characters.)

by **Yuubarin** Mon Oct 01, 2018 10:16 am

Heanta

Character information

Name: Minervium
Age: 29
True age: 130
Sex:Female
Personality:While strong trends tend to apply to all heanta, oddities are born here and there: kind heanta, squeamish heanta, and perhaps even peace loving heanta. Most of these would become slaves, be subject to mockery or even be killed depending on whose decision it fell upon, but Minervium was a particularly unusual set of traits blended into one person and this fact has engendered amusement, annoyance, hatred, disgust and infrequent approval alike.

Minervium is first and foremost a passive creature when not pressed, much more likely to laze around, eat and engage in schemes to steal something she desires on a whim than to plot and kill to ascend her own position. This is to say, she is a creature who also lacks in ambition, craving pleasure more than power and using her power as a tool to obtain the former. Though she tends to act on a whim, she is not so much a slave to impulse that she doesn't size up situations, in fact it is her eye for finding those relatively weak enough to be unable to take back what she claims from her but strong enough to have what she wants that has made her both frustrating to deal with and respected for her judgement.

Minervium has also been more attracted towards entertainment and hobbies other than fighting and fighting related arts, namely her before mentioned thievery, playing a stringed instrument from another land, and filling her stomach with flesh of enemies, slaves and other creatures that catch her eye when she finds herself with an appetite. Because of the nature of her instrument of choice, she is also unusual in that she often has her claws covered so as to prevent damage to the strings with minimal effort, or so its often suspected. Some also suggest that by some defect she is unable to retract her claws though the truth is only known to her.

While far too lazy by the standards of most and considered for being cast down into slavery for it, Minervium still has a lust for blood that can spring her into action without prodding, and she is not too terribly difficult to motivate by her superiors when her own livelihood is at stake. It is her talent for tactics in a pinch and her strength that keep her from falling to the dregs of heanta society. It has not been enough however to prevent her parents from disowning her and for the clans to debate whose mess she really is to deal with.
Likes/dislikes:She is fond of meat from the lowest of cattle to the highest quality eldari, as well as the idea at least of asentari flank steak. She also enjoys lazing around, playing her music and having a fun skirmish when she feels the "right" opportunity has come for her maximum enjoyment. She dislikes being laid up after a fight, the idea of dying and being unable to keep having fun, and being threatened.
Fears: Being tied down with responsibility, her luck running out such that she has to flee to preserve her life, and being trapped in a tight space

Appearance

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hieght: 5'9"
weight: 175lb
Appearance: Minervium is to uninitiated an unassuming person, her features are not very striking and her form at least looks to have a healthy average in its composition of muscle and fat and the proportions of her body, she would honestly blend in with a crowd easily if not for a large pair of ram like horns (Not pictured)in the same brown color as her hair and shining red eyes. When they aren't covered, her claws are and earthly brown and two thirds of an inch long. Discolored spots from light burns dot her skin like freckles, seemingly random in their placement and arrangement, though there is a roughly ring shaped one one her abdomen. Her demon matrix is a branching blue web that covers her right shoulder and which some have likened to raised veins.
clothing:Minervium is partial to wearing loose but conservative garments both in color and coverage outside battle, but wears a breastplate with a gorget, pauldrons and chausses when expecting a fight for her preferred balance of protection and mobility, which is notably more heavy than most of her kind, but still grants her significant mobility at the cost of better limb protection. For helmets, she usually wears one with an open face to keep her eyesight clear, but has worn closed faced helmets from time to time.

Fighting style

General Fighting Tactics: As a heanta, fighting is in Minervium's blood and that shows in her range of weapons she can use skillfully, though when given the choice she prefers to fight with a reach advantage using either a short spear made for one handed use along with a shield, or a larger spear based off a boar and bear hunting spear wielded with both hands. If her spear breaks or she is otherwise disarmed, she carries two daggers for backup and is far from afraid to use branches, stones or her fist and claws to strike the life out of someone. When made to engage at range, she either uses a crossbow with a high draw weight or a longbow to fire arrows from alongside others to generate an overwhelming rain. If forced to use a normal length sword, she tends to immediately jam it into the first viable target in reach and proceed from there with her hands until she can find a weapon she prefers.

Combat Stats-

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Strength || Good
Speed || Fair
Agility || Average
Durability || Average
Stamina || Very Good
Magical power || Poor

Strengths: She is a skilled spearman and at least average with other weapons, has a high tolerance for pain and is good with tactical decisions to recover from or escape disadvantageous battlefield conditions.

Weaknesses: Weak to both the lightning and fire elements. She is also more vulnerable than most to mind altering magic

Weapons

Primary Weapon: A 9 foot long spear ending in an elongated leaf shaped blade made of divinium and two backward swept wings below the blade to prevent a charging opponent from forcing their way down the spear into closer range. The shaft is made of a hard but mundane wood that is well polished.
Enchantment:Given a few minutes, the spear can be restored to perfect condition so long as one piece remains and can be located.

secondary weapon:Two inexpensive steel roundel daggers, the first with a 14 inch blade and the second with a 12 inch blade.

Demon Matrix Powers

Demon Matrix Appearance: Blue branching web that can present the illusion at some angles of bright bulging veins on her right shoulder.

Name: Fervor
Type: Support
Damage Category: N/A
Description: A power that magically afflicts the mind to generate a surge of fury with the goal of clouding the mind with the drive to charge in and attack, possibly against their better judgement. Some already passionate or enraged may become reckless and worse at dodging.
Cooldown: 1 post duration, 3 post cooldown

Name: Volley of Stones
Type: Offensive
Damage Category: 3xWeak
Description: Uses magic to propel a trio of fist sized stones at a high velocity in order to batter a target
Cooldown: 3 turn cooldown

Name: Lord of Thrust
Type: Offensive
Damage Category: Average
Description: A powerful thrust with a spear or similarly long reaching melee weapon meant for stabbing empowered by her Demon Matrix.
Cooldown: 2 post cooldown

Name: Savage Pummeling
Type: Offensive
Damage Category: 10xVery weak
Description: Using rocks, branches, a helmet in reach or her bare fists, Mineverium pummels her target with everything she has (greater muscle output and enhanced strength from her demon matrix for the duration of the blows), bypassing the defense of light and medium armors but normally affected by heavy armor.
Cooldown: 2 post cooldown

Enhanced Powers

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True Demon Form

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Background

History: Minervium was born to a pair of Heanta much the same as the rest, they were not high ranking nor did they have the sort of exploits under their belt that would place them under consideration to be part of the elite, but they were dutiful and as bloodthirsty as the best of them. It would then surprise no one that in their eyes, Minervium was a disgrace for what some would dare to call cowardice on her part nor the fact that they disowned her before she had reached the age of 15 and was going to be cast down into the ranks of slaves had she not been discovered to have been hunting spies of the other races within the outskirts of Kyrias about a month after completing the trial and the journey to get her Demon Matrix. While her motivations had been food and pleasure, it was enough to prove that she was at least not weak or a coward. It was during this period in the outskirts that she obtained a kantele from one of her victims and taught herself to play it and those that could appreciate it would stop to listen for a time once she gained some skill with it. However, the value of it as a honeypot trap was not lost on her, and some travelers that stopped to listen would either be robbed or eaten. Some however were more lucky to find her without her appetite and were redirected to a road back across the border.

However, those simple days only lasted a few years before a heanta tracked her down and demanded she join in a raid under threat of being declared a coward for staying away from the far more active life of fighting normal heanta engaged in. However, some in that party would come to resent that heanta when Minervium proved to be quite the sneaky bitch, moving on ahead of the rest of the party to take the spoils for herself. In one particular incident, she snuck into a town at night, killed the guards and ran off with a cart full of people and recently harvested crops, leaving the town on alert and with fewer to snatch up for the rest of the group. Only a few months after she had joined the party, she was attacked by another member of it and threw him into the coals of the fire from that day's lunch. The next to attack her did so a week later and ended up being thrown over her shoulder down a steep slope. The final challengers, a brother and sister, attacked her a month later during a raid and were impaled and drowned in their own blood respectively. Two more raids followed from there before the party disbanded due to a shortage of suitable places to attack. Following her time in the raiding party, she grew more bold and began making the occasional trip into towns and villages in Kyrias to trick people out of various small possessions that weren't worth fighting to get back.

In the many years that followed, she was part of a number of other raiding parties and engaged in a number of more formal conflicts as part of various bands performing everything from scouting to fighting informal wars on the borders, gaining a level of proficiency with with a wide range of weapons in the process. Six weeks prior to the present, the party she had found herself with at the time attacked a larger town deeper past the border, but they were unable to make it before a strong and imposingly tall wall had finished being constructed around it. With far too few to effectively lay siege, the band abandoned the task and began a retreat to Kyrias before a force to counterattack could arrive, but they were too late and the cavalry were upon them. Heanta were cut down left and right and the band's leader was grievously injured by one of the charges before Minervium assumed command and ordered the survivors to turn back around and focus on killing the horses beginning their next charge. While nowhere near ass effective as it could have been and plenty risky, those that heeded her command were able to reduce the number able to pursue them and saved 60% of the surviving heanta by allowing them to reach the nearest forest where the horse riding soldiers were further disorganized and slowed. In the following weeks, she was promoted to a position of command and then almost immediately demoted when she couldn't produce a strategy, but made a number of other commands at similarly critical moments that gained her some acknowledgement. One week prior to the present, the band was attacked on another excursion past the border, this time by archers with flaming arrows that set the forest about them ablaze and Minervium became separated from the rest and seemingly disappeared.
Side notes: She has never had someone she could consider a friend, but she is closer to two members of her latest squad than she has been to anyone before. She lost track of them early on in the attack that scattered the group but hopes that they survived and that she will come across them before anyone else.
Rp example:
She was clear of the danger of the flames now, having run far enough that the sounds of battle and of the world around her ablaze had long since failed to reach her ears, but that could also mean that the fighting was merely over and the enemy wasn't quite so distant. Nevertheless, what good would worrying over it do for her? She let some of her burdening equipment off her shoulders and took a spot by the creek while she dug through her bag and found a line and a small piece of bait that only a small or desperate fish would bother to go after. The bait was placed on an equally small hook and the hooked tied to one end of the line while the other end was tied to her largest toe. Once she was set up to idly fish, she grabbed her kantele from the back of her pack, retied and adjusted the strings, and place it across her lap to play. The slow and quiet tune drifted on the wind outwards, not so loud as to startle fish but certainly enough to announce her presence to anything or anyone nearby. It would be unfortunate if the enemy found her first, but she mentally shrugged at her own concern, there was not much that could be done about that.

Quite some time passed and it was starting to become dark, but she had caught food enough for the night with such pitiful bait and cooked it on a metal sheet she had secured at one point, and while it certainly wasn't anything special, food was food and it tasted just fine for it. That wasn't to say that she didn't enjoy quality foods, but she was far from a picky person. For the rest of the day, no one had come, or at least no one she had noticed and while somewhat disappointing, she was happy enough to have survived and eaten another meal. Sleep too came without any significant obstacles, but she would have to start the trek back home and avoid trouble along the way starting in the morning. When that morning came, she rose early as she tended to now out of habit and began on her way.

Somewhere along the road, perhaps a mile or two from where she had started, she came across pair of men and their horse drawn wagon. Now, if she had not covered her head prior, she would have been immediately recognizable as a heanta, but with a complexion that was within human ranges she could pass for one if not closely inspected, though it meant she had to keep her eyes and claws from being seen as well. It was a routine that while not practiced for these exact circumstances was plenty doable for her due to honing the skills for it through past schemes, she made herself known under the guise of a traveling musician, having put away the armor that would reveal her true vocation in her pack sometime prior in case she encountered others she could trick. The duo were surprised but apparently didn't suspect anything with her obvious features covered up, so she proceeded to offer to play for them if they would give her a ride for some distance, a simple enough request that was granted. Minervium upheld her end, playing the kantele as they proceeded along, but she had never said where she was going or what her intentions were so there was only a small bit of trickery on her part when patience paid off and they stopped to rest for the night on the side of the road.

"You must quite close to your destination by now, but I still have a ways to go. Thank you for all your hospitality and allowing me to borrow a few things, I will return them eventually" she said softly before driving the horses of the recently dismounted wagon forward down the road without their masters. Along the road until morning she ate from the food stores in the wagon shamelessly, musing that it would be a terrible thing if they were to go uneaten and go to waste while she was in possession of them. When the horses finally could take no more, she gave up on proceeding further and allowed them to rest while she established a firepit and a seat next to wait. The horses were little better in the morning however, so she continued to wait until the duo from before finally caught up and she chose to abandon the wagon and horses to avoid having to waste the effort of fighting for them when she had gotten most of what she wanted with them already.

They however chose to pursue her rather than be grateful that she had technically returned the items so soon. Not losing her slight smile, she turned to face them and answered their furiously shouted questioning with a shrug. When the older of the duo stepped forward to strike her, she used her magic to work him up further into a fervor and tripped him with her spear. When the second failed to learn from the first's humiliation, he was impaled with a powerful thrust and far less leniency and left to writhe and bleed next to the first. But still the lesson failed to stick as the first made a grab for her leg and was kicked in the teeth until he was unconscious for the trouble. But wasting food would be a grave sin, and the flesh was now calling to her to reward her for her efforts, so she carried the dying man she had stabbed back to the clearing where she had prepared the firepit and drove a rod through him so that he could be roasted whole. The second she broke the neck of with her foot when she returned to the site he was left at and carried him too back to the site by the road to be consumed later. But as she cooked, it occurred to her that she didn't have any particular reason to hurry back, no one was waiting on her after all.

As she lounged and thought about it further, a memory came to her of the first heanta who challenged her. He had spoken with fury in both his voice and on his face not unlike the men she had just killed a short time ago, and his voice was still clear in her mind. "Thieving coward, honorless cur! It's about time someone put you down" he had declared before charging her and being tripped into a bed of coals. The memory made her hum with false contemplation and genuine amusement. "Is honor important in life?" she asked plainly as if to challenge what people like him would have called wisdom.