Nicknamed "Lari" for short.
Species: Sirris
Description-(Sirri are humanoid sorcerers of a type. They are born with the innate ability to call out the unique essence of virtually anything and form contracts with them or "Rythes" as they call them. They form a special contract, called a soul bond, when they reach maturity with a wraith-like spirit creature called a Vindru. The Vindru desire the ability to interact with the physical world, ending their tormented isolation as lone spirits. In exchange for this, they pledge their service, obedience, and protection to the Sirri.)
Gender: Female
Alliance: Neutral leaning slightly toward evil (She generally will help others in trouble, but her primary focus are her own goals and she will act selfishly to achieve them.)
Age: 49
Human Age Equivalency: 16
Mature Adult at Age: 48
Appearance: Lari's narrow, oval-like face is framed by deep, thick, obsidian locks of hair that fall down to her shoulders and upper back. This hair tends to be worn down usually and often gets in her face, or hides her eyes. Her wispy, thin eyebrows rest lightly above almond-shaped eyes. Her sclera are pure black, with thin, silvery veins running through them that almost appear to shimmer. Her irises are a brilliant cerulean blue in color, and her pupils are the same silvery color as the veins in her sclera. Her petite button nose, coupled with her full ruby lips and pointed ears give her a rather impish demeanor. Her complexion, like most of her species, is a vibrant burnt orange color, giving her the appearance of an almost unnatural tan.
Lari stands at approximately 5'5, posing a rather diminutive figure. Her shoulders and arms are quite narrow, as she possesses no muscle definition. Her breasts are moderate in size, and her figure has a few curves around her hip area. Her stomach is flat, and her legs skinny. Her feet are quite small. Lari often dresses simply in mono-black tones, including a tunic, leggings, and leather boots. Her only defining clothing is her belt with an attached brown knapsack, containing her Book of Rythe, a black-hilted dagger etched with the runes of her people, and quills, ink, and parchment.
Personality: Lari is a rather brash and abrasive person before you get to know her. She has no sense of social boundaries, and has no filter for the things that come out of her mouth, though generally she tends not to have bad things to say so much as crude or offensive things. She is not, in any capacity, afraid to say how she feels about something. Surprisingly enough, she isn't a chatter-box, but nor is she unusually quiet. She says what she wants or needs to say and moves on. She is definitely not one for idle chatter. She does not beat around the bush, and is direct and to the point.
All this being said, Lari portrays a witty, adventurous, and fun-loving persona. She is the first to crack a joke or find the humor in a situation. She smiles often and laughs a lot. She also loves to make others laughs, and often cheers them up and comforts them. She will help out anyone that she can. However, underneath this, she finds herself depressed. She is looking for something in the world, but she's not sure what it is. She desires happiness, and isn't sure what will bring it to her. She tries not to let herself dwell on this, but there are quiet moments when can be found moping silently in a corner, staring off into the distance.
Perhaps Lari's most defining qualities are her ambition and her thirst for knowledge (curiosity). Once she becomes fascinated by something or desires to complete a task, it will be done at all costs. She often loses sight of the effects that her actions have on others once her field of vision is tunneled to the object of her desire, and will not hesitate to place her wants above other people. At the moment, she is seeking excitement and adventure, and is prone to wander-lust.
Lari is often very reluctant to make contracts with others upon request, as she feels it is foolish to abuse her power wantonly. She will generally only utilize it to help others who truly need it, to defend herself, and to further her own goals.
Abilities: Rythe-The ability of Lari's people is to form rythes, or contracts, with virtually anything, living or not, as all things have a "soul" of sorts, no matter how simplistic according to the beliefs of her people. This is done by calling forth the essence of the contractee, and binding their essences together. For all objects of a rythe, consent is necessary in some form or another. When questioned about the details, a Siris cannot lie or their ability will not properly take effect. For inanimate objects, a contract is fairly easy to form, as they have almost no will and easily agree to most any contract to the point where it is almost like possession, while plants, animals, and sentient creatures all take a fair amount of convincing, with plants being the easiest and sentients being the most difficult. Upon the completion of a contract, a symbol forms upon some part of both parties' bodies. This symbol is unique to each Siris. Lari's appears to be a 6"x3"patch of interwoven solid black lines. These lines only meet at right angles. The contract is also written in Lari's Book of Rythe automatically in the runes of her people. The book cannot be destroyed or modified, and will return to Lari if misplaced. It has a seemingly infinite amount of pages, though it never truly grows in size. This allows Lari to review the contracts that she has made.
The abilities granted by contracts can be virtually anything imaginable, from the ability to fly to the ability to talk to creatures. However, Lari may ask for whatever she wants in exchange, and the exchange must be deemed equivalent by the rythe magic. She can determine this by asking the Book of Rythe, and having it write an answer to her. A powerful ability would require a daunting task, and immortality is almost impossible to grant: it requires the destruction of that which is most dear to the object of the rythe. She cannot grant herself abilities (aside from a few loopholes, like contracting the wind to allow her to move it), but can instead require a task to be complete, a question to be answered, or anything that is within the power of the object of the rythe to give. The consequence for not upholding a rythe for both parties is to fade from existence, and this includes Lari. This is unless Lari specifies a different consequence upon failure to complete the task. Ability granting is not a problem, as it happens outside of her control once the rythe is formed, but she too can fade if she does not complete an agreed task. Lari can absolve someone from a contract. The reason for this is that the nature of rythe magic is that of truth. Conditions set in the rythe agreement become reality, and if something does not correspond with reality, the rythe magic removes it. It is also the reason that abilities may be granted. The reason that Lari cannot be granted abilities is that she controls the power of the rythe and the other party does not. If she were making a rythe with another Siris, it would be a different story. Rythe's cannot be made with the dead, so resurrection is out of the question, but this does not include spirit beings that were never alive in the first place.
When making rythes, Lari need only to clasp the hand of the object of the rythe. Her eyes glow a pure white, and her voice takes on a layered, echoing quality. She first states the contract in the common tongue, and then in her own tongue to make sure the contents are clear, and then asks if the agreement is made.
Cielle- Cielle (pronounced "See-EHL") is Lari's Vindru. Vindru are shadow spirits, with ability to change their shape and form, but their natural form is merely a black wispy shadow. Vindru are essentially immortal spirits, but can be damaged to the point of immobility until they regenerate. Cielle can shield Lari from attackers, and defend her. He can cloak her, and virtually does whatever she asks. The two have a close relationship, quite different form what most Sirri have with their Vindru. They are dear friends, and Lari usually never orders Cielle to anything, but merely requests it because Cielle will do what is asked without question. Cielle can travel quite quickly, covering large distances in a matter of minutes. However, he cannot take living beings with him, as he slips into his realm where space is different.
Herblore- Out of necessity, Lari has developed a fair amount of knowledge regarding different herbs and plants. She lived in a forest for the majority of her entire life, so she is familiar with the different edible plants and herbs of such areas, although there are most likely some that she does not recognize. She can use her knowledge to make various mild remedies for things such as burns, illness, and wounds. She also brews a wonderful tea. She does not know much about poisonous plants other than what plants are poisonous, and to stay away from them.
Disadvantages: Lari is quite small and clumsy, and so finds most physical activity to be difficult. This makes her an easy target for any form of violence, and she breaks easily due to her diminutive frame. She also cannot run very fast at all. She suffers from coughing fits that she must take medicine for, that is made from certain herbs that can be found in most forest areas. They can take her at any time and she becomes relatively incapacitated until they subside. They will shortly return unless she takes her medicine. Lari is afraid of being alone at night, and she has only be able to handle it up to this point because of Cielle. The strangeness and newness of the area can cause her to become panicky and somewhat irrational.
Family: Lari's parents are named Farishu and Miona. She left them behind in her homeland to find whatever it is that she is looking for.
History: Lari was born in a land far away from the Deep Forest, where the Sirris live. It was a small city built inside of a forest. As she grew up, she was never content with the simple life of her people. They made simple contracts with plants to allow them to grow better, for healing, and other mundane purposes. Their Vindru did common household tasks, and protected them from the odd aggressive traveler or wild animal that could not be reasoned with. Lari aspired for more. She wanted to be important, to find power, to find adventure, and to find herself. After her Soul Bonding ceremony, she set out away from her home in the hopes of finding what she was looking for. Her mother's parting gift was the dagger she holds in her knapsack. She traveled through the waste land, living off of supplies that Cielle carried and the sparse things that she could find there. She eventually spied a lush forest in the distance, backed by enormous mountains. In hoping that she might find something there, she traveled to it.
Anything Else We Need to Know?: You can reach me at breaking.wave525@gmail.com. This isn't my first play-by-post RP, but it is the first that let me create pretty much whatever I wanted. It's really quite refreshing to be honest.
IC (In Character) Entrance:
The full moon's glow illuminated the quiet forest as Lari slowly approached its edge. The faint scent of wood and nature wafted toward her on the sudden warm wind that blew in her direction. She felt Cielle in his shadow form wrap tightly around her, doing his best to hid and shield her for whatever my lurk in the darkness of the wood. This gave her comfort, knowing that her friend would be there for her should any kind of danger arise.The sirris tread lightly over the soft grass, placing her hand on the first tree that she reached. Using her abilities, she felt the essence of the tree, and connected to the spirit of the entire forest. What she felt was warm, excitement, and welcome. She grinned to herself, a giddiness which she hadn't known for sometime bubbling in the pit of her stomach. Perhaps she would find something interesting here.
"What do you think Cielle? Could this be home?" She asked softly as she started moving foward again.
"I know not, Mistress. Perhaps we shall see."
"Cielle, I've told you to stop calling me "Mistress". It's been a year. Haven't I broken you of that habit yet?" She demanded, merriment tinging her voice.
"My apologies Mistress, but it would be most...improper of me to call you otherwise." The spirit responded, his own voice holding a hint of mirth. He knew that it irritated Lari, so he called her Mistress partly for that reason, and partly because he held such deep respect for her.
Lari sighed dramatically, knowing that it was a battle she simply wouldn't win. Of course, she could order Cielle to stop if she truly wanted to, but she wouldn't put a strain on their relationship for something so petty and simple. The young sorceress made her way through the forest, collecting dry twigs and branches in the hopes of starting a fire for the night. Once she had managed to gather a suitable collection, she found a small clearing in the forest with the help of Cielle, and piled her wood into a makes-shift fire pit. Without being told, the vindru produced the flint that he carried in the fold of his being. With that, Lari made quick work of a fire and set about eating some of the mixed nuts and berries she had brought with her. Cielle again wrapped himself around her, and which would appear to be a fine silky black cloak to any observers, unless they were intimately familiar with the vindru.
Lari was beginning to doze, when the sudden snap of a twig caused her to start and leap to her feet. She searched the surrounding trees wildly, trying to locate the disturbance. Cielle solidified his form more, becoming denser in order to shield Lari from weapons and projectiles, all the while appearing like a wrap-around cloak.
"Who's there?" Lari inquired, her steady voice belying the fear she felt.
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