My Princess
Name:
Sori Hema Rye Khoroushi
Meanings:
Sori: "Princess, Ruler, Mistress"
Hema: "Golden"
Rye: "King / Queen"
Khoroushi: "Courage"
Age:
24 Years
Gender:
Female
Faction:
The Nomads
Role:
The Princess
Thoughts on the Mechs:
They are both the same and different. She wished that they could get along, but if only one side wishes to let the other live as they want, then war will still break out. To protect her people, she would hurt a Mechan. To protect a Mechan, she would not hurt her own people. Enough said.
Appearance:
Sori is not a woman of soft, curved features. No, on the contrary, she has a sharp, angular face, with a thin, sharp nose, and thin, sharp eyebrows. Her eyes are mildly rounded compared to the rest of her, but are still an almond shape. They are a shade of blue so bright that one could, perhaps, say that her eyes have their own light source. They're the kind of blue so beautiful that they practically glow at all times, even more when the light catches them just right. Her ears, positioned on either side of her face, are of a normal size, and are pointed, due to her genetics. Her lips are a nice mixture of plump and thin, more of a 'normal' shape, are a pink shade, and they hide inhumanly sharp teeth. Truly, her teeth could be described more like fangs, longer than even some of her own faction. Her skin is naturally a golden hue, both from genetics and the amount of sun she gets with her jobs.
Her hair is of a ginger shade, somewhere on the ginger spectrum that is closer to red than orange. Truly, it's more of a red or copper shade rather than 'true' ginger, and, when unbraided, it is long enough to reach mid-thigh. As such, she tends to keep it in five braids, starting from her hairline, and descending down her hair. The three middle braids are woven into a larger braid, and the two on the side are allowed to hang losely by her sides. If they are getting in the way, or Sori needs to have complete and utter concentration on her hands, she ties the two of them alongside the larger braid in a low ponytail with a piece of leather. Throughout her hair is a collection of different beads, feathers, some bones that have long-since been left out to dry, claws and teeth of varying animals. She even has some teeth from her mount in her hair.
Sori's build is lean and athletic. Her body, although lean, is hard with muscle all across it. She is not soft, having very few qualities that many would consider feminine. She stands at 5'11", tall for a woman, and she knows it. If need be, she isn't exactly afraid of showing someone who, exactly, is boss. She has a build that athletes would die for, with shoulders that wouldn't be considered broad or slim, nothing too masculine or too feminine. One can most definitely tell that she is female, a few curves adorning her features, but nothing that would mark her as extra curvy, or get in the way.
She's got long legs, and long, thin fingers attached to a proportional palm. They are deft and adept at their work, working almost as fast as her mind does. She's got a rather average-sized torso, although it seems small compared to her legs, and it is flat and hard-packed with muscle.
Sori is not bare of tattoos, most certainly not. Starting from her fingertips and dragging themselves over the tops of her fingers, dark, swirling ink travels along the back of her hands. When it reaches her wrist, it cascades down to cirlce around the entirety of her wrist, and drifts up both sides of her arms. When it reaches her shoulders, it splits. Some of it drifts over her back, connecting with the other arm, and covering her entire back, and sometimes drifting forwards to cover her sides, and ends at the end of her tailbone. Other parts of the tattoo trail up the side of her neck, ending just below her jaw. This circles around to the front of her neck, and then goes down towards her chest, stopping a little below her collarbones. The part of the tattoo just above her tailbone goes to either side, swirling itself across her hips and pelvic bone, and then down the side of both legs to her ankles. They are fashioned to be similar to black flames, and seem to be burning. When she moves around, especially quickly, it can look as if she is alight with onyx fire.
Even the Princess is not free of scars. A thin line runs along her right cheekbone, stopping just before it hits her nose. Three deep, angry claw marks marr her stomach. A small scar runs along the the space just beside the right corner of her right eye. She does not shy away from these. In fact, she wears them as something similar to trophies - markers that she is willing to fight for her people.
The clothes that she wears differs depending on what she's doing, but they have very similar styles. They are either a dark grey and black mixture if she's hunting at night, or a light, sandy tan hue if she's hunting during the day. She's got the simple, normal stuff - shirt, pants, boots, and scarf. Her scarf normally stays tied losely around one of her thighs if she isn't using it to protect her face.
Personality:
Sori is many things.
She is ambitious, although not blindfully. She sees her goals clearly before her, and reaches for them with little hesitation, if she has any at all. As soon as she sets herself a goal, she's working towards it, planning out the steps. If someone's in her way, she's often more than happy to bowl them over to get what she wants, or step on their backs to reach higher, and higher, and higher. If someone she loves has a goal, her ambitiousness transfers over to their goal, pushing and pushing to help them reach it.
She is kind, but not a fool. To almost anyone and everyone, if they are not stopping her from doing what she considered necessary, Sori is a kindhearted person. She can utter gentle words, offer a hand of helping, offer a kind gesture. Even if they have supposedly done nothing to deserve her kindness, so long as they've also done nothing to deserve her anger, she will be kind. If you mess up badly enough, though, there is no going back.
Sori can be cold. If you mess up badly enough, hurting someone she loves or her mount or her people, Sori can turn into the coldest creature you'll have ever known. She can and will blatantly ignore your existence, talk over you and over your head to others, walk through you. The only acknowledgement you will get from her will be resentment, crafted in burning glares, harsh words, and harsher movements.
In the same manner, if she loves, she loves hard. She feels it strongly, so strongly it is almost overpowering, and someone she loves could constantly mess up, and she would find reasons to forgive them. She loves so hard she's practically blind to their faults and wrongdoings, unless someone she trusts points them out to her. And, even then, she would never be able to hold resentment towards someone she once loved. She would, put simply, distance herself. It would be her only option.
If the time calls for it, Sori is never scared of turning aggressive. She knows how to fight, knows how to fight well. She's pushed herself to her breaking point and beyond it during training more times than she can count, simply looking for recognition. If it is required, she can and she will fight, and she will fight as if she is filled with all of the demons from hell at once. She is not one to be underestimated. Ever.
Sori can be considered a hyperactive person. She's got enough energy for multiple people, often requiring to be moving in some capacity. This hyperactivity can, often, lead to moments of her being spontaneous, both positively and negatively. She's a smart person, but sometimes she doesn't quite think things through, and simply goes and does it anyway. But, if she gets in a pickle, she can get herself out of it without help. This can, sometimes, lead to a cocky kind of behaviour. Not a "I'm better than you" kind of cocky, but more of a "I can and I will do that" kind of cocky behaviour. Give her a challenge, and Sori will do her damn best to complete it.
As stated before, she is smart. She's almost scarily smart at times. Her mind can go a million miles a minute, and she almost always seems to have a comeback or an answer.
She's a dangerous combination.
Mount:
Malacoda
Affiliations:
Open / TBD
Weapons:
A pair of long, matching daggers.
Longbow and Arrows.
Strengths:
A Warrior | Sori is an excellent warrior. She is adept in hand to hand combat, using almost any weapon thrown her way. Some she's better at than others, of course, but she'll do her best to make do with what she's given.
Smart | Sori is really smart. Like, scarily smart. She can craft a plan out of almost nothing, think of a solution out of thin air. Part of the intelligence was genetics, another part was simply engrained in her through training.
Weaknesses:
Weaponry | The reason Sori uses lighter weapons, like a bow and daggers, is because, due to an old injury, heavier weapons, if used for any period of time that's longer than a few minutes, put a lot of strain on her elbows and wrists. Similarly, if she's doing excercises that are designed to work on those areas, she can only do them for a few minutes before she needs a break in case she reinjures it.
RSD | Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria. Sori experiences it. Rejection or criticism, even constructive, has a damaging affect on her mental wellbeing - it's 10 times worse if it's someone that she actually cares about.
Other:
I love how she's turned out.
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Her Mount
Name:
Malacoda
Meaning: "Evil Tail"
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Terrifying. Demonic. Monster. All words that have been used to describe this brute of a creature. All are accurate.
Malacoda stands at a massive eighteen hands tall, a broad and bulky creature, almost entirely muscle. He has a broad chest, housing large lungs, rippling with muscle. He's built like a brick wall, sturdy and solid in physique. His body looks so solid that, if someone were to punch him, it's entirely debatable whether or not they would actually do any form of damage, even light bruising.
His fur is double-coated and a tan-brown hue, covering his body in an almost sandy colouration. There's darker spots of brown and black, similar to the markings of a hyena, marring his fur as if he'd, somehow, gotten covered in soot or ash. His fur, although somewhat thick and a mixture of soft and coarse, is double-coated, and so aids in regulating his body temperature. Even with its thickness, it does little to hide his powerful figure.
His head is broad and flat, with a wide muzzle - think of a grizzly bear. With that head, his jaws have the power to crush a bowling ball within them, and they hide long fangs. His top canines show themselves a bit beneath his jowls, and caged between all of the ferocious teeth is a forked tongue. Resting atop his head are a pair of large, rounded ears. Between his ears and his muzzle resides his eyes - all eight of them. The two largest ones are a little lower than would be considered 'normal', and they go upwards in a circle, slowly shrinking in size, until the smallest two reside beside one another and directly above the two largest ones. His eyes are all completely black.
Malacoda has an array of tusks and horns, four sets, to be exact. Coming out of either side of his head, almost on his forehead, is a set of long, wickedly curved bull horns. They face almost directly forward, and their tips used to be touching, but got snapped off, and now have jagged, asymetrical ends. On his side of his head, behind the bull horns, he has a set of curling horns, similar to that of a ram, but actually belonging to Mouflon. Out of somewhere behind them and more towards the middle of his skull are the long, wickedly curved horns of the Nubian Ibex. Out of his cheeks, just below where the cheekbone would be, comes two tusks, belonging to the African Elephant. To ram into him head-on would mean you likely lose that fight.
He is a creature of six long, powerful legs, similar in shape to that of a leopard, but not exactly. They're a fair bit more muscular than that of any feline. His front legs are the longest, whilst his back legs are the shortest, but not by much, like the build of a gigantic hyena. Although his legs have that build, all of his paws are different. The paws of his front legs match his leg build, being feline, but the 'thumb' that is further up the leg is further down and lengthened, similar to an opposable thumb. His middle paws are tan, and like that of a bird, an owl to be exact. His hind paws are broad and long, like that of a bear, but, again, with the opposable thumb attachment. All six of his paws have retractable claws.
His tail is, perhaps, one of the deadliest parts of him, aside from his face. It is the same length as his body, and is thick and powerful, covered in muscle. His fur here is a little shorter than the rest of him, but certainly not by much. This tail is covered in tan and brown spikes, similar to that of a thorny devil, but all over his tail. These spikes are, in fact, venomous.
Tack:
The tack of the mighty beast is a lot of leather. He's got a lightweight saddle that slots easily over his first shoulders, with straps on the side to keep his rider in the saddle. His long strides, partnered with a lumbering gait, has knocked his rider from the saddle a few too many times, and so she added traps around her legs to keep her in the saddle.
On his head, Malacoda has thick leather straps circling all of his horns and tusks, leather caps on their ends to make them blunt, to turn their ferocity down a few notches. If he hits you with one, it will simply badly bruise, perhaps break a bone or two, instead of piercing through flesh and muscle. He also has a muzzle adorning his face, nestled just below his eyes and encircling his maw in a cage of metal. The leather straps that hold these in place have been stitched to meld into one thicker strap with the ones around his horns and tusks. These then connect to a latch at the back of his head. If Sori releases the latch, the leather is designed to become loose enough for him to simply shake his head and be rid of it all.
Similarly, something has been done to his tail. Leather caps are on his spikes, winding and encircling his tail, turning the sharp, venomous points to blunt objects. Except that the leather, once conjoined into one thick piece of leather at the base of his spine, continues to run up his spine and attaches to a buckle on the saddle. Again, it is designed so that, if Sori releases the buckle, he can flick his tail and the leather will fly off.
Personality:
In a simple sentence: Malacoda is a demon.
The Warhound seems to be constantly filled with pure and utter aggression, more than prepared to lash out at any creature he deems worthy of his anger at any given moment. He seems to be filled with a rage that only creatures from hell could even attempt to rival, ready to unleash wrath upon any person or creature
Attributes:
Venomous spikes.
Multiple pairs of horns / tusks.
Strengths:
Physical Strength | Malacoda is extremely strong physically. In a one on one battle that relies on brute force, he's the one that's likely to come out on top.
Venom | He's got venomous spikes. Stay away from his tail, basically. Sori has the antivenom, but there's a reason his name means "Evil Tail".
Weaknesses:
Agility | Malacoda is not a creature known for his agility. He's muscular and sturdy, not lean and agile. He doesn't dodge hits - well, actually, he can't dodge hits. Sure, he can take quite a few, but he can't dodge them once they've become too much. His body simply isn't agile enough for it.
Speed | Like all warhounds, he's got a certain amount of speed, but he's definitely not the fastest warhound to exist. If he's being chased down and he needs to run away, 9 times out of 10, he'll get caught and have to fight. If he manages to outrun your warhound, well... your warhound is slow.
Weight of Head | With the horns and tusks adorning his face, Malacoda's head is extremely heavy. When he's allowed to go down to rest, it's often the first thing to hit the ground. If he's working for short periods of time, he can hold it up just fine, but if the time is at all an extended amount, then it often hangs lowly between his shoulders unless something has caught his interest or he's fighting. Meaning: his vision, most of the time, is quite limited.
Nocturnal | Before he bonded with Sori, Malacoda was strictly nocturnal. It's the way his genetics are. His eyesight is very good, and very sensitive to light. Meaning, with the Nomads being diurnal, he's had to become diurnal too, with rare weeks of being able to be nocturnal. Because of how sensitive his eyes are to light, he often has to wear a cloth over his eyes that limit the amount of light that gets through - this also limits his eyesight, and makes the world look fairly grey and extremely fuzzy. You would have to be standing directly in front of his nose for him to get even a somewhat clear view of what you are during the day. The only way he would get a clear view during the day would be if the cloth is removed, which is extremely painful for him.
Sori | Partially his love for her, and partially the fact that he's covered in leather tack most of the time. If they're out doing things and he's tacked up and something happens to her, he's fucked. He's defenceless until someone finds them and removes his tack, or until he can, somehow get the tack off himself [and it's nearly impossible to do so].
Other:
Spring 
Night Weather: 
Fog Moon: 
