Mihrri Akumaji
Forced out of the dark.
Age: Thirty-one.
Height: Five-foot-One.
Species: Half-Keeper of the Moon, Half Midlander Hyur.
Gender: Female.
Orientation: Bisexual.
Occupation:_ Hunter-Scholar, Smith.Birthplace: Hingashi.
Current residence: The Mist, La Noscea.
Family: Certainly somewhere, but she won't tell.
Alignment: Chaotic good.
Religion/Beliefs: The Kami, Nymeia.Positive Traits: A good listener, wise(usually), eager to help out. Empathetic, confident, disciplined.
Flaws: Not always the most fond of crowds and quick to be quieter within them. Compulsive liar. Likes to cover up her true thoughts and feelings. Overly judgmental. Slow to give trust. Paranoid.
A hunter-scholar. If you want something hunted or need information, chances are she's what you're looking for.A general helper. She'll do what she can to help, from small tasks to larger bounties.Bladeswoman and smith. Mihrri has been practicing with blades of all shapes and sizes for as long as she can remember. Her passion was once simply for fighting, learning sequences and pieces from different styles and weapons altogether. In recent she has expanded herself to learning the trade of creation of weapons, maintaining them, and appreciating them for more than the obvious.Quiet and guarded. Everyone's got secrets, right? Mihrri isn't the type to talk about herself openly, or easily. The basics, sure, but further inquiry for deeper topics will require a bit of trust and tiime. She's also wary of sharing such things in public places like the Quicksand.Scars. A lot of physical scars line her body, nearly from head to toe. There's stories to be had, for any who notice when they are not covered up.
- Some of note: small lacerations, cuts and burns across her body, a few more gruesome, poorly-healed pierce-wounds through her left shoulder, a deep cut across her right flank. Her eye is covered for a reason, figure that one out.Lost in distant memory. Sometimes, albeit rarer in recent, she will get lost staring at nothing. Her hands, into her drink, maybe something in the distance. It might lead to some trembling of the hands, a shift in breathing, reaching idly for items that comfort her, et cetera.Paranoid. Constantly studying places she finds herself in, listening to things around her, gauging faces and studying body language. Tries to keep her head down when she can help it. Rarely puts her back to the open.
- (People from or rather familiar with Hingashi's shadier corners may recognize her for a few unsavoury reasons. This is not as simple a hook and will require some OOC discussion before any pursuit.)
The Shadow, The Hunter, The Fox,
She hides, She stalks, She mocks,
Once content out of sight
Now dragged into the light
To a pack undecided She flocks.
Hello! Thank you for taking the time to read over this carrd. While it is vague for the moment, I may properly update and revise this one day with little things, or make significant changes with events/changes to Mihrri's life.To state the obvious, RP is 18+, I am over 30 years of age, enough said there.For Roleplay preferences, anything goes! Adventure or plot-RP is always welcome, as is casual chatter or going around to pass the time/forward relationships.
- I do not mind matching or setting a length for posts or a speed, people have their own pace and muses and I am happy to adjust or pace myself at my own leisure (without leaving people hanging as best I can). Social and in-world situations tend to call for faster and quicker posts, but alas.I don't tend to have much of a style, but usually actions are better described in posts, and a character's thoughts remain thoughts unless expressed by the character, or if the scene calls for it.