Occupation: Mercenary
Gender: Genderqueer
Age: 25
Sexual Orientation: Ace
Relationship Pref: Polyromantic
Spiritual Beliefs: At the moment, none.
Physical Description
Standing at 5'5", Blazeiwng can usually be found wearing a well-loved leather jacket and blue jeans. Strapped to her back, she usually keeps a magically imbued katana, which is her favourite, and preferred weapon. Her hair is raven black, and her eyes are electric blue, an odd colour for a human.
Personality:
Kind of standoffish, sarcastic, self-absorbed. Impulsive. Doesn’t really consider the effects her actions have on those around her.
Background:
Blazewing grew up in what is now the ruins of Poggioreale. The town was ruled by vampires. Vampires used her family, friends, and the townfolk as blood cows. The vampires, for whatever reason, ended up killing her entire family in front of her. She escaped the town she lived in and grew up in after witnessing the death of her family and focused on revenge, acquiring skills or things that would help her exact this revenge. Eventually, she was Turned into a vampire after several years of wandering and looking for a way to obtain her revenge, returned to her hometown, and slaughtered the vampires who had anything to do with the murder of her family. Through a set of unfortunate events, and the inability to know when to keep her mouth shut, she was killed when her heart was ripped out of her chest by her maker. For a long few moments, she stood in the spot where her heart was ripped out and stared at it before dropping to the floor with a thud. She never actually felt her body hit the floor. Her essence/consciousness found itself trapped in the Aether. The Aether is a place of almost complete non-existence. Only her consciousness remained and ran off of almost nothing but pure instinct. Blazewing's consciousness drifted in the Aether alone, and cold, for an indeterminate amount of time. Upon magic bursting forth into the world of Nethotera, her consciousness flowed along the currents of the magic coursing through the Aether, unable to control either the direction or the speed at which it traveled. As the magic washed through the world for the first time in millennia, a rift was opened between Nethotera and the Aether, depositing her in Nethotarian reality, forming around her, a physical body which was both mortal, and human. An unintended side effect of being deposited in Nethotera by magical means, and having a physical body magically created in which her consciousness was deposited into is that Blazewing was imbued with magical abilities and has access to arcane magic. She now looks for a way to get back to her own reality, a way to become fanged once again, as that is the only time she has ever really felt "whole" as a person, and a way to acquire her favored weapon once again.
An Alternate Version of Blazewing runs the Black Butterfly Cafe.
