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Name: Airen O’Bechtel
Gender: Female
Age: 3100
Race: Demon | Siren
Clan: Serpent’s Kiss
Rank: Second in Command
Personality:
Airen is a sass-bitch. If one wants to have her opinion, he must be aware that she won’t hesitate to state her true opinion. She has this bad-cop-good-cop face. Be one of her trusted and loved ones, and she will be all soft, happy and and funny with you. Be on her neutral side and she simply treats you with a monotone voice and short sentences. Be on her bad side and run.
She reacts sensitive about slavery-themes.
Before Airen acts in critical moments, she often thinks each step through which leads to be patient with her. She won’t just shout out anything without considering the consequences.
Likes:
•Siblings
•her makeup
•playing cards
•shooting-contests
•Documentaries
•Horror movies| Kids movies/shows
•Manipulation
•tricking people into thinking she is the youngest
•being all “bossy” to her Siblings and abusing the power of the oldest
•to tease their Leader
Dislikes:
•Disorder
•Disobeying when she orders something
•tea
•Popcorn without caramel
•Too salted popcorn
•Anyone insulting those she likes
•being flustered
•not winning a game/fight/whatever
ABILITIES | WEAPON
Weapon:
Extra:
•Her branch is on the right thigh
•you want to be her friend? Invite her to a card game— her favorite is Rummy
•she won’t say no to a few drinks (she is a lightweight)
•she sometimes steals Yew’s makeup, sometimes buys herself her own
•she loves expensive things (especially jewelry)
•favours old-style with the way she dresses
•Airen might be patient, but in the matter of a possible fight she doesn’t back down and mostly starts it
•she flinches by any touchings on her body
•can’t whistle
•since she is brave she gets in a lot of trouble
•being all sassy she manages to get more foes than friends and sometimes even bare to make a conversation as uncomfortable as possible
Gender: Female
Age: 3100
Race: Demon | Siren
Clan: Serpent’s Kiss
Rank: Second in Command
Personality:
Airen is a sass-bitch. If one wants to have her opinion, he must be aware that she won’t hesitate to state her true opinion. She has this bad-cop-good-cop face. Be one of her trusted and loved ones, and she will be all soft, happy and and funny with you. Be on her neutral side and she simply treats you with a monotone voice and short sentences. Be on her bad side and run.
She reacts sensitive about slavery-themes.
Before Airen acts in critical moments, she often thinks each step through which leads to be patient with her. She won’t just shout out anything without considering the consequences.
Likes:
•Siblings
•her makeup
•playing cards
•shooting-contests
•Documentaries
•Horror movies| Kids movies/shows
•Manipulation
•tricking people into thinking she is the youngest
•being all “bossy” to her Siblings and abusing the power of the oldest
•to tease their Leader
Dislikes:
•Disorder
•Disobeying when she orders something
•tea
•Popcorn without caramel
•Too salted popcorn
•Anyone insulting those she likes
•being flustered
•not winning a game/fight/whatever
Biography:
Airen was born in a four-headed family. With her being the oldest, she witnessed how all of them came into the family. One by one. Though, she hadn’t enjoyed that too much in fear of losing the love of her parents. But soon enough, at latest as Yew was born, she was fine with her new Siblings and developed a feeling of responsibility and protection for them.
As they grew up, a few mistaken her for being the youngest thanks to her own looks. Though she soon learnt to use this precisely against such fools.
In cases of being all over her Siblings and done with whatever mess they created, she was to be found in Casinos playing cards and often winning. Thanks to her incredible love to books, she was not just a good-lucked bitch, but also a wise one.
Years have passed and at an age of 2100, her own home stood in flames. In the fatal night, Airen herself was in her favorite casino— “Scarlet Aegis”.
As words and shouts reached her that the resident of the O’Bechtels was covered in flames, she hadn’t lost a minute to storm to her family. But there nothing could have been done anymore. Though, her siblings luckily sat outside— covered in dirt and blood, but alive.
Before Airen could yell at them to leave, those who assaulted their parents circled her.
Airen was never a blood-born possessor of magic, and before she could grab a weapon-like-thing… the four-headed remaining family was torn apart. Being cuffed up in sheer metal was the worst, at least she thought so.
They had thrown them in a truck, no light, no hope, nothing. There they sat on the cold floor for more than two days until they arrived somewhere considered as more than hell. The slave-trade-market.
A good-bye was not included as those men dragged all of them to different spots, to different people having interest in the O’Bechtels and their white hair.
It hadn’t took her new owner long to use her in every miserable way possible. Each day was a new one to disable her bones, her soul and break her. The sound of the whip, one says, still rings in her ears these days.
It took her awhile to come to her senses. Her siblings. They— she hadn’t heard words of them, didn’t knew if they still breathed. The unknown… it had feared her more than anything else.
Airen was 2900 when she tried her first escape. And he had noticed it. The huge three scars on her back— rifting from her right shoulder to her left side of the waist— were a painful reminder up to nowadays.
After this, she had to spend her time outside each day a storm bathed in the sky. In such nights, a lighting had struck her right where one of those scars were. And since that day… Airen O’Bechtel was a possessor of magic. Lightning. It had awoken her other abilities, too.
And that was, what gave her hope. Airen was an O’Bechtel. Her siblings were still out there. She was sold, abused and broken. But that couldn’t have stopped a sister from trying.
She had read enough books, enough of strategy, to plan her next escape. While she had done her chores, Airen tried to restore enough energy to sneak out in the night from her room and create secret passages.
At the age of 3000, she eventually succeed. Though, this time her owner had noticed it, too. And she was prepared for it. The moment he drew his weapon, she drew an old gun— not sure of it really worked. And for the first time, as he was close to capture her again, her magic erupted and was bundled in her weapon.
This day was her day of freedom.
Wandering around, without money nor food and stinky clothes, she asked every passenger, every thief, every single person, if they had heard about her siblings.
Luckily, after months, one mentioned Yew being in the Serpent’s Kiss Territory. He was alive, alive and closer than she ever believed.
But how… how would she explain him her long absence? That she had left them alone for so long because she was stuck in her own misery? Would she ever tell them that she almost gave up? No. She never had.
Moving forward to the thin streets of the Serpent’s, she asked again where her brother was. And none was eager to tell her- thought she was a rouge or begger.
Until Airen threatened one with her gun. He immediately told her where Yew was. With someone named Glumisun, who was likely to be the Leader of the Cluster of those Demons.
Rushing to the stated academy, it hadn’t took her long to seek her own kin out. Walking with the Leader, being alive… more she couldn’t have wished for.
And Airen noted their smoke. Right, her ability. And before she could say hello, her body gave in. Collapsing and colliding with the ground wasn’t her very first plan, but as she awakened in a soft bed and a room that wasn’t the storage room she used to live in, she knew that all this wasn’t a dream.
Servants bathed and clothed her. Finally— she felt like herself. Airen wasn’t too fond to savor her luck intensively, but to speak with Yew.
After both talked for hours, and hours, and hours, they came to the conclusion that Airen might wanted to join his Clan. He had told her about Glumisun, about her actions and how he featured her as a distant sister. Airen couldn’t have thanked the woman enough.
As she was there to talk with her herself, Glumisun had asked her about her life. And Airen was not holding back any detail. And the Leader had taken any option to make her feel better, made her realize that this life was now in the past. Shopping, playing, walking, cards and so much more. Sparring with the Leader or anyone else who could made her learn about her own ability… Until the day she was chosen to be a Member and even… the Second-In-Command. Never ever had Airen felt that welcomed before. She now found her place, and she would never leave it.
Airen was born in a four-headed family. With her being the oldest, she witnessed how all of them came into the family. One by one. Though, she hadn’t enjoyed that too much in fear of losing the love of her parents. But soon enough, at latest as Yew was born, she was fine with her new Siblings and developed a feeling of responsibility and protection for them.
As they grew up, a few mistaken her for being the youngest thanks to her own looks. Though she soon learnt to use this precisely against such fools.
In cases of being all over her Siblings and done with whatever mess they created, she was to be found in Casinos playing cards and often winning. Thanks to her incredible love to books, she was not just a good-lucked bitch, but also a wise one.
Years have passed and at an age of 2100, her own home stood in flames. In the fatal night, Airen herself was in her favorite casino— “Scarlet Aegis”.
As words and shouts reached her that the resident of the O’Bechtels was covered in flames, she hadn’t lost a minute to storm to her family. But there nothing could have been done anymore. Though, her siblings luckily sat outside— covered in dirt and blood, but alive.
Before Airen could yell at them to leave, those who assaulted their parents circled her.
Airen was never a blood-born possessor of magic, and before she could grab a weapon-like-thing… the four-headed remaining family was torn apart. Being cuffed up in sheer metal was the worst, at least she thought so.
They had thrown them in a truck, no light, no hope, nothing. There they sat on the cold floor for more than two days until they arrived somewhere considered as more than hell. The slave-trade-market.
A good-bye was not included as those men dragged all of them to different spots, to different people having interest in the O’Bechtels and their white hair.
It hadn’t took her new owner long to use her in every miserable way possible. Each day was a new one to disable her bones, her soul and break her. The sound of the whip, one says, still rings in her ears these days.
It took her awhile to come to her senses. Her siblings. They— she hadn’t heard words of them, didn’t knew if they still breathed. The unknown… it had feared her more than anything else.
Airen was 2900 when she tried her first escape. And he had noticed it. The huge three scars on her back— rifting from her right shoulder to her left side of the waist— were a painful reminder up to nowadays.
After this, she had to spend her time outside each day a storm bathed in the sky. In such nights, a lighting had struck her right where one of those scars were. And since that day… Airen O’Bechtel was a possessor of magic. Lightning. It had awoken her other abilities, too.
And that was, what gave her hope. Airen was an O’Bechtel. Her siblings were still out there. She was sold, abused and broken. But that couldn’t have stopped a sister from trying.
She had read enough books, enough of strategy, to plan her next escape. While she had done her chores, Airen tried to restore enough energy to sneak out in the night from her room and create secret passages.
At the age of 3000, she eventually succeed. Though, this time her owner had noticed it, too. And she was prepared for it. The moment he drew his weapon, she drew an old gun— not sure of it really worked. And for the first time, as he was close to capture her again, her magic erupted and was bundled in her weapon.
This day was her day of freedom.
Wandering around, without money nor food and stinky clothes, she asked every passenger, every thief, every single person, if they had heard about her siblings.
Luckily, after months, one mentioned Yew being in the Serpent’s Kiss Territory. He was alive, alive and closer than she ever believed.
But how… how would she explain him her long absence? That she had left them alone for so long because she was stuck in her own misery? Would she ever tell them that she almost gave up? No. She never had.
Moving forward to the thin streets of the Serpent’s, she asked again where her brother was. And none was eager to tell her- thought she was a rouge or begger.
Until Airen threatened one with her gun. He immediately told her where Yew was. With someone named Glumisun, who was likely to be the Leader of the Cluster of those Demons.
Rushing to the stated academy, it hadn’t took her long to seek her own kin out. Walking with the Leader, being alive… more she couldn’t have wished for.
And Airen noted their smoke. Right, her ability. And before she could say hello, her body gave in. Collapsing and colliding with the ground wasn’t her very first plan, but as she awakened in a soft bed and a room that wasn’t the storage room she used to live in, she knew that all this wasn’t a dream.
Servants bathed and clothed her. Finally— she felt like herself. Airen wasn’t too fond to savor her luck intensively, but to speak with Yew.
After both talked for hours, and hours, and hours, they came to the conclusion that Airen might wanted to join his Clan. He had told her about Glumisun, about her actions and how he featured her as a distant sister. Airen couldn’t have thanked the woman enough.
As she was there to talk with her herself, Glumisun had asked her about her life. And Airen was not holding back any detail. And the Leader had taken any option to make her feel better, made her realize that this life was now in the past. Shopping, playing, walking, cards and so much more. Sparring with the Leader or anyone else who could made her learn about her own ability… Until the day she was chosen to be a Member and even… the Second-In-Command. Never ever had Airen felt that welcomed before. She now found her place, and she would never leave it.
ABILITIES | WEAPON
Active Ability | Passive Ability |
| »Electromagnetism Manipulation: -an ability to manipulate electromagnetism -> she can only control Metal and electricity Weakness: •can’t summon Metal or Electricity, she has to use sources •the bigger the range, the weaker the attack •strength of her (either she is already weakened, ranging or whatever) •Anti-Electromagnetic Field Projection affects her, too »Lighting Storm: She is able, thanks to the lighting that once struck her, to use her magic and summon lighting whenever she wishes. She needs to charge before she strikes, though —> it can be stopped with earth —> if her hands are put in sheer steel she can’t summon her magic | »Tracker: with different colored smokes coming from different people, Airen could follow one and track a specific person. »Poison immunity: She’s immune to all forms of poisons/toxins/venom »Lie-Detector: Either the aura or smoke of the person reveals their lies. »Augmented Dexterity: She can precisely control her movements and muscles, making her unable to be clumsy or fumbling. She can slip through a network of lasers, reach through dangerous narrow tunnels, keep perfect balance, or juggle effortlessly without ever tripping or wobbling. Airen can even move her finger or toes effortlessly, with tendon strain no longer being a problem —> Weakness: if pushed or wounded it is hard for her to keep this balance »Umbrakinetic Vision: She can see fine in the darkness |
Weapon:
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It can fire special crafted bullets, as well as Airen can bundle her magic inside it and fire it precisely, in a bundle and with more power.
It can fire special crafted bullets, as well as Airen can bundle her magic inside it and fire it precisely, in a bundle and with more power.
Extra:
•Her branch is on the right thigh
•you want to be her friend? Invite her to a card game— her favorite is Rummy
•she won’t say no to a few drinks (she is a lightweight)
•she sometimes steals Yew’s makeup, sometimes buys herself her own
•she loves expensive things (especially jewelry)
•favours old-style with the way she dresses
•Airen might be patient, but in the matter of a possible fight she doesn’t back down and mostly starts it
•she flinches by any touchings on her body
•she is a terrible driver
•can’t whistle
•since she is brave she gets in a lot of trouble
•being all sassy she manages to get more foes than friends and sometimes even bare to make a conversation as uncomfortable as possible
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