Post by Nessa Pheles on Feb 18, 2022 4:14:43 GMT
basic info
[cw]Content warning: Bullying, harassment, parent death[/cw]
name:
Nessa Pheles
age:
19
pronouns:
She/Her
species:
Cambion born from Mephisto and a Lizardfolk female
in-depth
appearance:
Mostly due to her digitigrade legs Nessa is close to 6 feet tall, not counting the horns curved from the corners of her forehead over her head and pointing up at the back. If her tail was included, then she'd be almost nine feet total. Unlike most 'Tiefling' her hide isn't one color, or texture. Having gained scale patches from her Lizardfolk mother as well as the talons and animalistic feet. On top of the forked tongue that allows her to taste magic in the air like a reptile smelling scent signals. Her eyes are bright red in contrast to her blue white and black striped hide. That both resembles the average markings of a monitor lizard, and the after effect of surviving being struck by lightning yet surviving.
Far as her outfit goes she's got baggy black pants with red straps stitching the pieces together intermixed with rivets eyelets and chains. Like the Goth humans wore as teens in the 90's in some earth realities. With a fishnet sleeved black leather tunic to complement it. Over all this she wears a long crimson trenchcoat. Which helps hide her arrow tipped whip of a tail mostly. Not that she'd care much but getting it stepped on is annoying. The brightest bit of color on her being is the bright electric blue of her hair in a long braid that stops just about at the base of her tail.
personality:
In spite of her looks she's capable of being cheerful or outgoing towards others; if her appearance hasn't sent them running for the hills. She's capable of being quite protective of those willing to befriend her. To the point her friends have to occasionally remind her what sarcasm is when someone 'insults' them and they hear the snapping crackle of her magic kicking up. Small children weirdly trigger this the fastest if they're followed by an adult they clearly are afraid of. Showing her rash side when she lashes out and potentially saves kids only to cause them a fright of the highest order.
Besides her rash nature she can also be blunt with her opinions as well as 'stupidly brave'. Especially when it comes to running into a fight she hasn't a hope of winning; if all it means is those who would die immediately are able to escape. Which is an odd attribute for a half hell-born entity but it's just how she is. Same with giving anyone a chance despite their looks if they aren't acting evil from the get go, which among other things she learned from her mother back in her home realm.
skills:
Affinity for Lightning magic, abnormally high pain tolerance and some healing ability, meaning she can heal from most light wounds within a day if able to rest without much scarring remaining.
history:
Being born half devil is never going to be a story that starts with sunshine and rainbows even if the mother in such a situation doesn't blame you for being ostracized by others. But a half scaled Cambion tried to make the best of it once she was old enough to ask about why some of the other adults pulled their kids away and walked across the road to avoid being on the same side as them. It especially confused her when other Lizardfolk had done it, till at the age of 14 her mother explained why her appearance was so different than the other hatchlings of the village. She'd made a deal with a lord of hell to succeed at having a child. What the chuckling devil had neglected to tell her at the time was his magic would make him the father and thus made Nessa herself a Cambion. Instead of an outburst Nessa had quietly asked if that was why she couldn't use the same type of magic the other Lizardfolk could. Her shoulders tensed and shaking as she'd been told it was.
After that Nessa quit trying to actively seek out the other kids, thinking it would only cause trouble for her mother. But kids that are raised to think you don't belong can be cruel; especially when you are decidedly outside the norm visually. So one evening when she was trying to collect wood for their fire she went to the woods as usual but as she was halfway done she heard something step behind her. Pointedly on her tail so she couldn't stand up without pain. The bigger Lizardfolk children sneering at her as others walked out of the woods, their expressions no different from the adults. Cruelly the gang of young brats told her the lies fed to them by their parents. How her existence made the village's crops fail and her presence tainted the land so game was harder to find. She of course tried to deny this but was stifled with a yelp by a claw digging into her tail as the foots owner told her she should leave then her mother would be accepted again.
Of course she refused, not wanting to abandon her mother and the group of boys tried to attack. Out of fear at what they might do if they actually got ahold of her she lashed out with a spell triggered by the word 'Zio'. It wasn't enough to kill her assailants but it did paralyze the one who was touching her in such a way he was knocked flat. Which made all but two friends of his scatter as the remaining ones dragged the twitching bully home. After that display the Lizardfolk of the town acted like her and her mother flat didn't exist. If they were in the market they had to step out of the way or be plowed through by uncaring bodies. This went on till on her 19th birthday the male she was fathered by came back.
But it wasn't a social call he was more than happy to cheerfully inform them; he was collecting his payment. In return for giving her a child he was to get her soul. The smirking entity even had the audacity to claim he'd been more than generous with giving them 19 years together so once he came for his price the kid wouldn't die on her own. Upon Nessa demanding to know who the hell he thought he was he laughed in her face "why I'm hurt, didn't your mommy tell ya kid? I'm your Pops Mephisto!". Despite his jovial demeanor the way he looked at her mother had made Nessa move. Specifically between the two, while her mother sat with her head bowed and told her quietly to step aside. The deal had to be completed and her fighting would only cause more harm.
When she didn't move in a timely manner the red clothed devil just smirked again and waved his hand. Causing Nessa's own shadow to throw her into a chair on the other side of the hut. Then proceeded to keep her there as she watched him pull something out of her mother before the body that remained just became dust.
roleplay sample:
"YOU SICK BASTARD!"
Instead of immediately going for magic to attack the man as he absorbed her mother's spirit Nessa somehow wrenched herself free of the shadow binding and lunged for Mephisto's throat with her talons. An attack he parried with just two fingers "well now! guess you got a bit of my strength whelp eh? not just anyone could bust out of my hell binding". His voice becoming more taunting "though Bastard is a bit tame isn't it? how do you know my parents weren't mates anyway?". Though he acted perfectly conversational Nessa kept the attack up snarling with feral rage as she fought to get past his quicker movements.
Only for him to change his tune when she finally managed an unfocused Zio against his arm "ohhh that hurt so good scales, but you keep acting up and I'm gonna have to give you a time out". Instead of heeding the warning in his words she tried again "after all who do you think gave your mother all those spellbooks she taught you from?" he'd said as he outright danced around the chaotic lightning till the spell stopped. Nessa breathing hard from the strain "like I care where she got them from, all I care about is you took the only thing from me in this blasted village that gave a SHIT about my existence! EAT THIS 'DAD'! ZIOBARION!". The blue flare lit up the dark of the village at night as the huge ball of lightning shot from her hands and staggered her from exhaustion into kneeling. Instead of getting evaporated however, the reason no one tried to get to know her had caught the spell in a net of his own dark magic. His tone gone cold as he condensed the spell and infused it with shadow "ok Nessie you get the time out now" and fired her spell mixed with his own back at her.
Obviously she couldn't dodge so Nessa ended up in a crumpled heap barely breathing as magic tore at her psyche. Only stopping fully when Mephisto 'sent' her somewhere else. As she landed in the outskirts of a town he'd left what remained of her home. So all the other Lizardfolk would find was a blasted out shell of a hut. Not that Nessa knew this or anything beyond memories of her mother being killed in front of her then losing against the one who did it.
OOC Information
Your Name:
Kya or Kyariel in the Discord works ^_^
