Name: Tiamat, nicknamed Tia

Meaning: goddess of salt water and chaos

Age: 101

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Biromantic Asexual

Species: Kothes

Rank: Warrior

Desired Rank: Content

Thoughts On The Other Clans: They’re weak, foolish, pathetic. The Myrleon and Solean clans don’t know what it’s like to truly have to fight for survival, not the way the Kothes battle against their environment in the trenches every day. The other clans should have known better than to allow humans to learn of their existence, and it is incredibly audacious of them to come running to the Kothes at the first sign of trouble.

Appearance:

Tiamat is quite large even for a Kothes; her human half is a few inches over three feet long and her tail is just under nine feet long. Her build is blocky and strong, with broad shoulders and noticeable muscles like those of a boxer. Her muscular and serpentine tail can propel her through the tunnels and caves of the trenches for hours without tiring, if at a rather slow pace compared to the other clans. Pale white scars criss-cross her tail and torso, mementos of the monsters she’s conquered and the duels she’s won. Tiamat’s hands are heavily calloused from long hours spent training with heavy spears, javelins and daggers, the webbing between her fingers torn and scarred in many places due to rough use. The fingers themselves are short and strong, ending in claws that Tiamat keeps short and razor sharp. Her skin is a stormy gray, mottled with slightly lighter smokey gray splotches. On her back is a small spiny dorsal fin, running from between her shoulder blades to the small of her back. The fin is flexible and ridged, with the spines being a matte black in color and the webbing between a reddish-purple wine color. Tiamat’s bioluminescence is a deep violet in color, taking the form of small rings. The rings cluster together in a rough banding pattern up and down her arms, as well as around her tail. In places where her scars interrupt the pattern the glow is dimmer, but still faintly visible.

Tiamat’s tail is an extremely dull, dark purple, and has both dorsal and side fins. The side fins are a couple inches below where the tail attaches to her human half, and shaped like obtuse triangles where the tips point below the last place the fin attaches to the tail. The dorsal fin is lower down still, nearly a third of the way down the tail. It is shaped more like a right triangle, with a straight line between the outer tip and the end of where it attaches to the tail. Both sets of fins are a deep reddish-purple wine shade, and have black spikes at their corners. The fluke is fan shaped and the same color as the fins, with multiple black spikes running through it.

Tiamat has a square face, her jawbone is strong and wide as are her cheekbones and forehead. Her mouth is shaped like a perfect cupid’s bow, with a pronounced philtrum and lips colored slate gray. She rarely smiles with teeth, considering the baring of her needle-sharp fangs more of a threat display than an indication of friendliness. Tiamat has a Grecian nose with a straight base. She also has some minor bioluminescence on her face, one line bisecting her lower lip to the bottom of her chin in addition to a stripe going across the bridge of her nose and terminating under the edges of her eyes. This bioluminescence is the same deep violet as her other markings. Tiamat’s eyes are deep set and heavily hooded, with irises colored vivid red-violet. Her eyebrows are straight with a minimal arch, and thick without being bushy. They are slightly darker than her hair, which is a dark mahogany brown with reddish purple highlights. Tiamat’s locks are on the border between wavy and curly, tending slightly more towards the wavy side. She generally prefers to keep her hair to just below her armpits in length, and usually wears it tied back in a variety of styles. For the most part she prefers braided styles like cornrows or perhaps buns accentuated by braids, but she will also do a top knot if she knows her day will be a little more relaxed. Lastly, Tiamat’s ears are long and tapered, pointing towards the back of her head rather than the sides. A couple bone studs and spikes are added for decoration.

Personality: | Fierce | Protective | Loyal | Reckless | Arrogant | Adaptable | Independent | Sarcastic | Cynical | Playful | Capable | Brave | Focused | Passionate |

Everything Tiamat does in life, she does 110%. Whether fighting, hunting, training, playing, or working, Tiamat puts her whole self into it. She is an extremely focused individual who is relentless when given a task, yet adaptable enough to react quickly when situations change and her priorities need to shift. However, Tiamat is not one for drawn-out plans or complicated strategies. She prefers to dive right in, whether into a fight, argument, romantic relationship, or athletic game. She especially enjoys competitions between individuals. This isn’t to say she is against teamwork, but her arrogance means that if there isn’t a clearly defined hierarchy already established, she will make one; with herself at the top. She also isn't afraid to fight or play dirty, and believes that if her opponent didn't see her trick coming, that was on them. Likewise, she has no strong notions of honor and will not weaken her own position just to bring herself down to her enemy's level.

Initially Tiamat is cold and abrasive with strangers, occasionally finding ways to "test" them before granting them approval. She rarely takes anyone at their word, and her trust must be earned with deeds. Despite her nonconformist nature, Tiamat is very social and enjoys spending time with her friends and family. She can be very playful, enjoying being both victim and perpetrator of pranks and teasing banter. Her humor is mostly crude and sarcastic, and she has an infectious belly laugh. Many would describe her as loyal but fierce, protective as a mother orca with her pup. Simply put, don’t mess with those Tiamat loves unless you want a black eye. In general Tiamat prefers action to words, and can find it hard to appreciate more laid back activities like reading or creating art. She finds value in practical things, and disdains those who she believes are wasting their time with frivolity. She is not shy about voicing her opinions either, which can cause others to dislike her since she is so blunt. Yet for all her harshness, Tiamat is not cruel. She doesn't condone causing pain just for the sake of feeling powerful or putting someone else down. Similarly, Tiamat doesn't agree with lying or gossiping to hurt someone else's status or personal relationships. While she may be judgmental, it comes from an earnest conviction in her own abilities and an uncompromising commitment to high standards, no matter who the other person is or where they come from. Overall, Tiamat is an incredibly passionate person and while she could be called many things, uncaring is not one of them.

Crush: TBD

Ex: Okeanos, though she typically calls him Kea in private. They met when Okeanos was 27 and Tiamat was 30, during their warrior training (Tiamat completed her hunter training first). Their relationship only lasted a few decades and ended poorly, but time has healed her once bitter feelings. Tia now regards the prince as a good friend.

Spouse: None

Children: None

Kin:

Samaki: Her older brother. She has a great relationship with him, and has always wanted to follow in his path as a warrior, fighting side by side one day. Though Samaki helped raise her and she respects him immensely, Tiamat is quite protective of her brother; as she is aware of his tendency to trust too easily and be used by those he thought had his best interests in mind.

Qazir: While many keep their distance from the shaman, Tiamat adores her grandfather. Her faith in him as a spiritual guide is absolute, and she will occasionally come to him asking for advice in her life. She aggressively defends him from any disparaging remarks, whether he is there to hear them or not. It is also from Qazir that Tiamat has developed her love of pranks and sense of humor.

Affiliations: TBD

Other: Form is finished, may fill out and polish up TBD sections later

Vesper

"Evening"

Age:

18 years

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Species:

Solean

Rank:

Trainee

Desired Rank:

Hunter, not much choice

Thoughts on the Other Clans:

He is pretty friendly with the Myrleon clan, as his and their people have communicated often in the past and such; he has nothing really against them in general. Maybe except that he would not walk up onto the beaches and land of the humans, the ocean was their kind's domain, not the land. Other than that, his opinion of them is favorable.

As for the Kothes, he finds them kind of interesting. Interesting in the way that he observes a particularly large and dangerous shark, or a fish that he knows could hurt him but still watches it. In the manner that he would not go up to a Kothes and start something, or even talk to one, but in the private space of his mind, find something to be interested by in them. Perhaps it is the fact that they actually have a fighting rank within their clan, or something else. Otherwise, this curiosity is tempered by his common sense and feelings of intimidation towards them.

Appearance:

This young Solean's skin is predictably a bright shade, in accordance to the average of his kind. His untouched skin is a warm copper color, the reddish-brown hue like that of the metal and perhaps within the range of known skin tones for the Myreleon clan; after all, it does look similar to a human's skin tone, albeit a touch more saturated and truly copper in color. His chin-length hair takes after his skin in coloration, being a slightly duller shade of red tinged brown. His eyes are cyan in color and almost seem to glow from the warm hue of his skin when the light catches them right.

Vesper is in possession of a slender, and lithe build; one that is clearly built for speed and agility rather than strength and durability. It is clear that against a larger and stronger foe, the trainee would not stand a chance unless he managed to outmanuever the opponent, otherwise he would be a goner with his lack of combat related experience. He does have light muscles on the human-like part of the upper body, but they are more from activity and less active training; it does not make a difference in the grand scheme of things. Even with carnivorous teeth and his advantage of short-term speed and agility, he would undoubtably lose to a more experienced foe.

This young thing is about in the middle in terms of size among with kind and clan. His powerfully muscled tail is precisely 4 ft. in length from where it starts at the hips and ends before the fluke, the fluke adding a little less than another foot to the overall tail's length. The strength of the tail makes up for the lack of length and overall push that can be generated, but the muscles are not those of great endurance, rather they are geared toward spurts of high-speed manuevering and swift and sharp turns and dives.

Now as for the tail's coloration. It is a vivid and flashy in the standard of the Solean kind, but perhaps not unusual within the clan itself. The flexible scales covering the tail entirely carry a beautiful bright green, so bright that when the entirety of the sun hits it, it might be hard to even look at directly; and in good lighting when he is moving, the almost irredescent ripples show darker waves of green that combine to quite a interesting sight. Perhaps the closest approximination would be neon green, especially when in better light. The bioluminescent markings are sparser on the young man than some others, the most promient facial ones being slightly wavy in shape, a graceful curl starting nearly on either side of his nose and stretching across under his eyes where the orbital bones are, and tipping down with an equally graceful curl down and inward at his cheekbones.

The rest of the markings include three thin lines stretching from his shoulder blades and continuing down to the fluke, the lines slightly wavy in that graceful way; there are some spots thrown in there too, the majority of the spots of varying sizes located on the bright green of his tail, the largest of them being the size of a pea and the smallest being mere flecks. The position of said lines are as follows: one trailing the lines of his spine, the second and third more on his shoulder to either side, still on his back but in suh a placement where a few inches to the right and left would find them on his side. The color of these markings is a rich molten gold, bright in color but never losing the richness of the shade.

Personality:

Despite the fact that his clan does not have any designated fighters, or the more peaceful nature compared to the Kothes, Vesper is truly a little spitfire. He naturally is fiery in temper and nature, that despite belonging to the element of water, somehow has made its way into his personality; while it is very unlikely that he start a fight with his clanmates or the Myreleon clan, he is more aggressive and hot-tempered than probably a good amount of them. He has never been in a fight in his life, and he is used to hiding among his home when the humans came to explore and do who-knows-what-else to it, but that would not stop him from lashing out if truly attacked by someone not of his clan. His instincts are aligned with that of a fighter, despite no combat experience at all, rather than a pacifist. Honestly he would not last ten seconds in a fight against a stronger or more experienced foe, given his smaller and thinner build that is built for short spurts of speed and agility. But that does not stop his personality, nor does it his instinctual reaction to danger and being attacked. All in all, this trainee is a fighter.

Caution is an odd thing to Vesper's nature, in a manner it contradicts his bolder and more aggressive demeanor, but on the other hand, it has been drilled into him from the start to be careful and wary. And common sense did play into that, as unlikely as it seems for this trainee. But he can be very cautious of others at times, a habit instilled into his mind and memory and instincts until it actually stuck and not help get the clan noticed by the humans; yes, he may have been a bit of a handful when he was very, very young. But he knows how to hide and to be still and silent and to use the unique ability of Soleans to make himself harder to see. He knows when to hang back or even flee and hide, although he does not care for swimming away. It may not seem like it, but he does have some common sense bouncing around in thath head of his, it just depends on if he decides to use it.

Vesper is more intelligent than he sometimes appears to be, or lets on to others. It may be easy to think that he is one of the types which is all fire and flash without any smarts in that young brain of his, however this is far from true. He is a sharp person and is a quite quick-thinker; most of the time, he knows better than to do something, for example to fight back when attacked instead of retreating from an unwinnable confrontation. But then he decides not to go tht route, and then probably get himself hurt or in trouble. He has a lot to learn, considering his age and lack of experience, and perhaps more wisdom and patience to gain if he lives through this troubled time his clan have found themselves in. But in general, he is far from being stupid.

Crush:

Open

Spouse:

None

Children:

Heck no

Kin:

Open

Affiliations:

Open

Other:

I'll be looking over all the forms and reservations pretty soon here

If you lose a reservation, fear not, you can always still finish the form and maybe beat others to the spot ^^

Aurelia, Selene and Tiamat are accepted <3

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Nahoa

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Hey Wayne pack, is Morgan done? If he is, then he's accepted

Oh whoops, yes he is, I just forgot to say anything about it. Sorry.