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Personality
Gullible and quiet. They are quick to trust those who are kind to them, and are easily tricked. They do not speak much unless required of them or unless concerning a topic they are excited about, as speaking over long periods is difficult for them. They try to be kind. They will not do a crime if they can help it. Will feel bad if made to lie or generally be deceitful.
Likes & Dislikes
❤'s: Swimming (if they are near water they will want to be swim.) || Bathing and being clean || Kind people|| Salty foods, (reminds them of the ocean.) || Having their hand held, even just platonically, it is a source of comfort for them. || Reading! They love to read!! (Though if not told otherwise, they may believe some of the stories are true.) ||
✘'s: Dry weather || Cruel people || Mushroom (its got a weird texture.) || Fighting. || Large crowds. || Small enclosed spaces. ||
Items
WIP!
About
Excerpt from Prompt: One of the serpent statues has an open mouth, Mosaic will approach it and slide the cube inside. It's a perfect fit! A small click is heard as the cube is placed there, and shortly after everyone will feel a pulse of magical energy that shakes you to your core. Then a clear crack forms across the crystal containing the Astrean, drawing the attention of everyone. Mosaic will quickly back up.
It shatters into hundreds of tiny pieces as the being within is freed. They unfurl the single wing they had wrapped themself around as they descend slowly to the shallow water in the pool below them, landing on top of it in a graceful manner. The room's lights reflect of their golden scales.
They then open their eyes, looking out over everyone present with a neutral expression. No confusion, no anger, just a silent calm. The Astrean opens their mouth to speak but they say nothing. This goes on for a minute but it feels like an eternity, but rather than uttering a single word, they instead turn away and jump with such force that they break through the ceiling.
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Pre-Stasis (WIP subject to change):
Calytrix Auria, a traitor to her people. When news spread among the Astreans of their races encroaching relocation from one plane to another, she was among the few who spoke out against such a migration. The jump not only would mean they would leave behind this world, but that they were choosing to willingly abandon all the people on it, doomed to whatever fate was coming for them without chance to stop it. For years she tried in secret with a small group of others, to ferry out the secrets of the Astrean’s to others not of their kind, in the hopes that these scraps of information and resources would provide to them some sort of chance at survival. She would raid temples and sacred cathedrals and pillage them for whatever things she could take that might help.
These kinds of encounters often ended in conflict, and in one such battle her troupe was caught terribly off guard. They were cornered and captured; however, not without heavy cost. Several were lost in the battle that ensued, and even Calytrix herself was maimed. Wing clipped, and broken ensemble cast aside, she was taken prisoner and tried for her heresy. The punishment she earned: To stay behind. Imprisoned for five thousand years. Alone and forgotten after all the rest had long since moved on.
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Post-Awakening (Also WIP):
Having been awoken by Mosaic and his little ragtag group of adventurers, Calytrix would find herself surrounded by a sea of unfamiliar faces, unable to speak, and with no real recollection of how she had gotten there. In a bout of anxious panic, she would quickly flee the temple, feeling afraid and looking for a place where she could be alone to sit and gather her thoughts. Unused to moving after 5,000 years sealed away within her crystal prison, and maneuvering without stability due to having only one remaining wing, she would struggle to swim through the rapid waters and make her way to the surface world for very likely, the first time in her life. Confused and alone, she would be found and pulled safely ashore away from prying eyes by a passing browbird, Xandros and his companion Zhen.
Extras
- She has 1 wing. The other was torn off, though she cannot recall how, or by whom.
- She has a difficult time speaking for long periods. Her voice is small and weak, and will crack or squeak a lot, especially if she gets overexcited and tries to raise her volume. She will use a lot of gestures, body language, and expressions to help convey her ideas. Writing is also easier for her at times.
- She will try not to talk over people. Mostly because she can't, but also because its rude.
- After being in stasis for a little over 5000 years, she was awoken by a small party of birds who wandered into her temple after attending a local festival. She got a little overwhelmed and fled from the crowd. She cannot remember much if anything from her past.
- Pre-Stasis: Caly was very outspoken, sharp, and wary of others. With a feirce attitude that lended well to battles. Would commit a crime if the reason for doing so was a just one
- Post stasis: She cannot recall her past. She is very meek and soft-spoken. Kind and quick to trust others. Gullible to a fault, and absolutely refuses to do anything illegal.
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