Post by Ashlynn Kharon on Sept 1, 2017 10:25:33 GMT -5
KHARON, ASHLYNN
VENGEFUL PSYCHOPOMP
[ AT A GLANCE ]
Age / Apparent Age: 30/30
Gender: Female
Height & Weight: 5'4" & 165 lbs
Hair & Eye Color: Black [Pixie Cut] & Green
Positive Traits:
Dedicated - Ashlynn has an apparently endless well from which she draws motivation.
Level-headed - She possesses an almost preturnatural ability to remain calm in high-stress situations.
Adaptable - The grueling physical training coupled with years of meditation have granted her an amazing capacity to think on the fly.
Patient - She's waited ten years for this; what's one or two more months?
Negative Traits:
Unrelenting - Nothing will stand in the way of her ultimate goal.
Distrustful - People are strange, and unknown. She's been alone for ten years.
Unforgiving - She wouldn't forgive her family for their perceived slights against her. Why should you be any different?
Pessimistic - Torn from her comfortable shell of hedonism, Ashlynn now believes the world to be, at it's heart, cruel and unfair.
Loyalties: Ashlynn may have once felt a sense of loyalty towards her family, but those still living refuse to acknowledge the existence of anything vaguely supernatural. By that fact, this includes her mother's true fate, leading them to believe her responsible.
Snapshots:
July, 1987: Born in Greece.
April, 2005: First encounter with creatures known as Hollows. Powers awaken. Mother's death.
July, 2005: Ashlynn enters seclusion for training.
July, 2015: Ashlynn begins brief forays into populated areas.
January, 2016 to Present: Ashlynn heads to Japan to learn more about Hollows.
[ ON THE SURFACE ]
Physical Description: If asked to describe herself in a single word, Ashlynn would likely choose 'solid'. Less kind appellations might be 'thick-set', or 'chunky'. She's never been petite, but the last decade of spiritual and physical training have worked wonders for her muscle tone. What once was a pudgy protrusion was now a rather impressive set of abs, as well as heavily-muscled limbs and broad shoulders. She lacked the height to be Amazonian, but definitely not the build.
Her hairstyle was more a matter of practicality than fashion; short, easily cared for, and unlike ponytails or braids, not a convenient handle for her foes. Though once a ghostly pale from lack of sun, her recent forays into the 'outside world' have granted a slightly rosy tint to her complexion. When she speaks, her speech is strangely neutral to the ear, years of conversational practice having reduced her native accent to a barely-noticeable hint
Spiritual Description: Those caught within the general range of Ashlynn's reiatsu feel a vague sense of anxiety and dread, akin to a criminal awaiting sentencing. When sharpened and focused on a single target, that sensation deepens, as if they have been found wanting by some unseen judge. Visually, a thick, roiling fog appears, drifting across her lower body, often making it appear as if she's knee-deep in the mists.
[ BEHIND THE EYES ]
Personality: A decade away from any meaningful human contact has left Ashlynn socially inept, callous, and more than a little awkward. If it does not pertain to Hollows, possession, or training, she finds herself having difficulty maintaining an interest in a conversation. Considering she's only ever seen one 'Hollow' herself, several years ago, she seems deadset on gathering as much information as she can. Anything that causes her to deviate from her careful routine of training and intel hunting is cause for alarm and frustration (though you'd be hard-pressed to see the physical indicators). She'd originally made up her mind that she isn't in this to 'make friends', but finds herself so starved for conversation that she can't bring herself to tell others off.
Goals & Achievements: Despite the first half of her life being grounded in hedonism and a self-serving lifestyle, Ashlynn's current list of goals is ambitious, if simplistic. She wishes to learn everything she can about these otherworldly beasts known as Hollows, who seem to appear in far greater numbers in Tokyo. Her eventual goal is to hunt down that snake-like bastard that possessed her mother and finish what she started a decade past.
[ GUARDIAN ANGEL ]
Weapon of Choice: Prefers the reliability of her own two hands and feet, coupled with the battlefield manipulation of her Obolos.
Power: Ashlynn's abilities, known collectively as Obolos, are all about battlefield manipulation and enemy perception. Named for the traditional coin laid in the deceased's mouth to pay the Ferryman, she can channel her reiryoku into 'rivers' that cause an area of effect centered around her in order to turn the tide of battle.
[ LEGACY CREATED ]
Origin: The Kharon family has long been steeped in spiritual traditions, mostly centered around appeasing spirits left to roam on the material plane. In the mid 1900s, however, political upheaval in her homeland of Greece led to most of the able-bodied men in her family joining in the Greco-Italian War, leaving their members depleted and forlorn. Most abandoned their traditions then, choosing instead to focus on the material world and it's problems. Ashlynn's mother, however, remained true to the faith, much like her mother before her, and so on, and so forth. When she gave birth to a daughter, she was overjoyed to have an heiress she could pass on the traditions to. To her chagrin, however, Ashlynn showed no interest in following in her footsteps. Born into a world of burgeoning technological growth and rapidly changing quality of life, Ashlynn preferred to spend her time in leisurely pursuits, a self-serving existence of pleasure and gluttony. She did everything she could to ignore her mother's pleas, her claims that Ashlynn possessed more potential than the generations preceding her.
Rise to Power: It was in April, of 2005, a few scant months before Ashlynn's eighteenth birthday, that she had her first and most traumatic brush with the supernatural world. She woke in the middle of the night to find a long, sinuous creature of segmented bone and teeth towering over her, mouth-tendrils extended as if to consume the girl whole. Only the timely intervention of her mother, attempting to banish the malevolent beast with a talisman, provided enough of a distraction for Ashlynn to scamper out from beneath it. Horrified, she watched as the unaffected monstrosity seemed to slither inside of her mother's mouth as she screamed, possessing her. Ashlynn could do nothing as the creature used her mother's body like a puppet, rapidly advancing on her, murderous intent in its sickly red eyes.
As the ghastly marionette wearing her mother's skin grew closer, the terror within Ashlynn ignited something; a low, thick mist appeared as if from nowhere, and an unbearable burning sensation seemed to flow from Ashlynn's chest. How dare this creature do this? How dare it believe it could take her mother? She would pass judgement upon this unworthy soul. She lashed out, in an attempt to discharge the horrible burning in her core. A thick, boiling stream of red flowed from a gaping sphere of nothing in front of Ashlynn's hands, washing her possessed mother away in a torrent of what seemed to be blood. A name surfaced, unbidden in her mind, as she observed: "Phlegethon". She knew the name. One of the five rivers encircling Erebus, the realm of Hades. With that name etched into her mind, she lost consciousness.
When she woke, it was in a jail cell. She was tried and ultimately found not guilty for the murder of her mother, a fact that would have relieved her if it weren't for the fact that she was certain the creature that possessed her escaped. She gathered up every bit of her mother's notes, all of her belongings tied to their traditions, and entered seclusion. Whatever power she possessed, she could use it to find this monster and kill it. She would hone that strength, and find it. Whatever the cost.
Call to Action: After nearly a decade of study, training, and desperate searching, Ashlynn has come up with only two pieces of information. The creature that possessed her mother was called a Hollow, a wicked spirit that subsisted on the souls of others... and the highest concentration of these spiritual monstrosities seems to be in Japan. Specifically, Tokyo. She'd only managed to learn this much after dozens upon dozens of spirit summonings, communing with her country's honored dead. Venturing forth from her seclusion for the first time in ten years, Ashlynn travels to Tokyo, to Karakura Town, intent on ferreting out everything she could about them.
VENGEFUL PSYCHOPOMP
[ AT A GLANCE ]
Age / Apparent Age: 30/30
Gender: Female
Height & Weight: 5'4" & 165 lbs
Hair & Eye Color: Black [Pixie Cut] & Green
Positive Traits:
Dedicated - Ashlynn has an apparently endless well from which she draws motivation.
Level-headed - She possesses an almost preturnatural ability to remain calm in high-stress situations.
Adaptable - The grueling physical training coupled with years of meditation have granted her an amazing capacity to think on the fly.
Patient - She's waited ten years for this; what's one or two more months?
Negative Traits:
Unrelenting - Nothing will stand in the way of her ultimate goal.
Distrustful - People are strange, and unknown. She's been alone for ten years.
Unforgiving - She wouldn't forgive her family for their perceived slights against her. Why should you be any different?
Pessimistic - Torn from her comfortable shell of hedonism, Ashlynn now believes the world to be, at it's heart, cruel and unfair.
Loyalties: Ashlynn may have once felt a sense of loyalty towards her family, but those still living refuse to acknowledge the existence of anything vaguely supernatural. By that fact, this includes her mother's true fate, leading them to believe her responsible.
Snapshots:
July, 1987: Born in Greece.
April, 2005: First encounter with creatures known as Hollows. Powers awaken. Mother's death.
July, 2005: Ashlynn enters seclusion for training.
July, 2015: Ashlynn begins brief forays into populated areas.
January, 2016 to Present: Ashlynn heads to Japan to learn more about Hollows.
[ ON THE SURFACE ]
Physical Description: If asked to describe herself in a single word, Ashlynn would likely choose 'solid'. Less kind appellations might be 'thick-set', or 'chunky'. She's never been petite, but the last decade of spiritual and physical training have worked wonders for her muscle tone. What once was a pudgy protrusion was now a rather impressive set of abs, as well as heavily-muscled limbs and broad shoulders. She lacked the height to be Amazonian, but definitely not the build.
Her hairstyle was more a matter of practicality than fashion; short, easily cared for, and unlike ponytails or braids, not a convenient handle for her foes. Though once a ghostly pale from lack of sun, her recent forays into the 'outside world' have granted a slightly rosy tint to her complexion. When she speaks, her speech is strangely neutral to the ear, years of conversational practice having reduced her native accent to a barely-noticeable hint
Spiritual Description: Those caught within the general range of Ashlynn's reiatsu feel a vague sense of anxiety and dread, akin to a criminal awaiting sentencing. When sharpened and focused on a single target, that sensation deepens, as if they have been found wanting by some unseen judge. Visually, a thick, roiling fog appears, drifting across her lower body, often making it appear as if she's knee-deep in the mists.
[ BEHIND THE EYES ]
Personality: A decade away from any meaningful human contact has left Ashlynn socially inept, callous, and more than a little awkward. If it does not pertain to Hollows, possession, or training, she finds herself having difficulty maintaining an interest in a conversation. Considering she's only ever seen one 'Hollow' herself, several years ago, she seems deadset on gathering as much information as she can. Anything that causes her to deviate from her careful routine of training and intel hunting is cause for alarm and frustration (though you'd be hard-pressed to see the physical indicators). She'd originally made up her mind that she isn't in this to 'make friends', but finds herself so starved for conversation that she can't bring herself to tell others off.
Goals & Achievements: Despite the first half of her life being grounded in hedonism and a self-serving lifestyle, Ashlynn's current list of goals is ambitious, if simplistic. She wishes to learn everything she can about these otherworldly beasts known as Hollows, who seem to appear in far greater numbers in Tokyo. Her eventual goal is to hunt down that snake-like bastard that possessed her mother and finish what she started a decade past.
[ GUARDIAN ANGEL ]
Weapon of Choice: Prefers the reliability of her own two hands and feet, coupled with the battlefield manipulation of her Obolos.
Power: Ashlynn's abilities, known collectively as Obolos, are all about battlefield manipulation and enemy perception. Named for the traditional coin laid in the deceased's mouth to pay the Ferryman, she can channel her reiryoku into 'rivers' that cause an area of effect centered around her in order to turn the tide of battle.
[ LEGACY CREATED ]
Origin: The Kharon family has long been steeped in spiritual traditions, mostly centered around appeasing spirits left to roam on the material plane. In the mid 1900s, however, political upheaval in her homeland of Greece led to most of the able-bodied men in her family joining in the Greco-Italian War, leaving their members depleted and forlorn. Most abandoned their traditions then, choosing instead to focus on the material world and it's problems. Ashlynn's mother, however, remained true to the faith, much like her mother before her, and so on, and so forth. When she gave birth to a daughter, she was overjoyed to have an heiress she could pass on the traditions to. To her chagrin, however, Ashlynn showed no interest in following in her footsteps. Born into a world of burgeoning technological growth and rapidly changing quality of life, Ashlynn preferred to spend her time in leisurely pursuits, a self-serving existence of pleasure and gluttony. She did everything she could to ignore her mother's pleas, her claims that Ashlynn possessed more potential than the generations preceding her.
Rise to Power: It was in April, of 2005, a few scant months before Ashlynn's eighteenth birthday, that she had her first and most traumatic brush with the supernatural world. She woke in the middle of the night to find a long, sinuous creature of segmented bone and teeth towering over her, mouth-tendrils extended as if to consume the girl whole. Only the timely intervention of her mother, attempting to banish the malevolent beast with a talisman, provided enough of a distraction for Ashlynn to scamper out from beneath it. Horrified, she watched as the unaffected monstrosity seemed to slither inside of her mother's mouth as she screamed, possessing her. Ashlynn could do nothing as the creature used her mother's body like a puppet, rapidly advancing on her, murderous intent in its sickly red eyes.
As the ghastly marionette wearing her mother's skin grew closer, the terror within Ashlynn ignited something; a low, thick mist appeared as if from nowhere, and an unbearable burning sensation seemed to flow from Ashlynn's chest. How dare this creature do this? How dare it believe it could take her mother? She would pass judgement upon this unworthy soul. She lashed out, in an attempt to discharge the horrible burning in her core. A thick, boiling stream of red flowed from a gaping sphere of nothing in front of Ashlynn's hands, washing her possessed mother away in a torrent of what seemed to be blood. A name surfaced, unbidden in her mind, as she observed: "Phlegethon". She knew the name. One of the five rivers encircling Erebus, the realm of Hades. With that name etched into her mind, she lost consciousness.
When she woke, it was in a jail cell. She was tried and ultimately found not guilty for the murder of her mother, a fact that would have relieved her if it weren't for the fact that she was certain the creature that possessed her escaped. She gathered up every bit of her mother's notes, all of her belongings tied to their traditions, and entered seclusion. Whatever power she possessed, she could use it to find this monster and kill it. She would hone that strength, and find it. Whatever the cost.
Call to Action: After nearly a decade of study, training, and desperate searching, Ashlynn has come up with only two pieces of information. The creature that possessed her mother was called a Hollow, a wicked spirit that subsisted on the souls of others... and the highest concentration of these spiritual monstrosities seems to be in Japan. Specifically, Tokyo. She'd only managed to learn this much after dozens upon dozens of spirit summonings, communing with her country's honored dead. Venturing forth from her seclusion for the first time in ten years, Ashlynn travels to Tokyo, to Karakura Town, intent on ferreting out everything she could about them.
