~My Characters~
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"To the R I G H T, to the L E F T, we will F I G H T to the D E A T H"
Tetra is ruthless in battle, ready to kill anyone and everyone in the name of fighting. She doesn't take orders well, though is a brilliant leader in battle. Cold as she is, there is no truer friend.
"To the E D G E, of the E A R T H, it's a B R A V E"
She has been in countless battles and is a trained assassin, despite her young age of only about sixteen.
"N E W"
She raised herself- without family or friends, she refused to stoop to begging and made a name for herself as a thief lord and pirate before she'd hit double digits. With a completely unique fighting style, she uses a left-handed raiper- being left handed- a hunting knife, and staff. Her personal favorite, though, is her trident, sharpened at the sides, she can use it to slash as well as stab.
"W O R L D"
She is actually rather small in stature, standing only at about 5'4, though seeming to tower over people. She has raven black hair that falls to the bottoms of her shoulder blades, contrasting sharply with her pale skin, white as a pearl even with spending her life at sea. She has a tribal sleeve tattoo that starts on her left shoulder and travels down to her elbow, sharply black against white. Her eyes are a deep, midnight blue, the color of the ocean depths she cherishes so much. She typically wears simple black clothing- cargo pants and tank top, with her raiper on her left hip and hunting knife behind her back, trident slung across her back. In her pirate's clothing, however, she has a heavy, navy cloak that falls to her ankles and a wide brimmed captain's hat with a single light blue feather sticking from it.
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Lyric is young, only fourteen, but a trained killer. He won't follow orders unless they're Tetra's- any others are typically ignored.
"SHIPWRECK in a sea of faces,"
Despite Lyric's jovial attitude, he's merciless. Fighting with a wide array of weapons, he's as deadly as they come.
It's a d r e a m y world up there,
Before he met Tetra, he was a well-known- and feared- thief and mercenary, able to kill in ways people never expected. In full battle garb, he has two bracers on her forearms, black with dark green patterns that conceal hidden blades, a never-ending supply of throwing knives kept on his person at all times, his beloved bow- a black-and-green metal one- strung across his back along with a quiver of arrows, also metal. His personal favorites are the dual swords crisscrossed across his back. All in all, he's armed to the teeth.
Dear friends in h i g h e r p l a c e s,
[center]Lyric is small, standing at only 4'5. He's thin and wiry, but far from weak. His greatest attribute is his speed- he's blindingly fast on his feet and, while he usually hangs back and picks off people from a distance, in the heat of battle he's everywhere at once. He usually wears rather simple clothing, long-sleeved black shirt and black cargo pants. He's never seen without his hidden blades. He has short, but still wild, black hair that sticks up in all directions, and teal-blue eyes the color of the sky and sea.[center]
(In this, I'm going to pretend they were both 'adopted' by families to fight in this- so they can put an end to the time mages. Tetra's preferred magic is water and ice- Lyric's is wind and storms. Working together, they can create hurricanes)
