Name: Aislyn Shields
Nickname: Lyn, Princess, Mistake
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Handedness: Right-handed, though she had become adept at using a shield with her left arm.
Height: Aislyn stands at a modest height of 5'6.
Weight: Owing to her physical training and the resulting muscle mass, Aislyn's weight of 134 lbs. is a bit more than one would expect.
Hair: A head of gold fashioned into a somewhat messy bob cut, though a few strands in the back were allowed to grow to the point of reaching her hips and are tied into a braid.
Eyes: Dark gray blue eyes reminiscent of her father's glow with the life and energy one would expect from a young girl.
Build: She has a somewhat slim frame, though her chest, waist, and hips are clearly defined along her figure. Her routine exercise and training has also given a muscular tone to most of her body.
Skin Tone: Though naturally fair skinned, she finds it incredibly easy to become tanned with even the minimum amount of sun exposure, causing her to have a slight tan on her face, neck, arms, and legs.
Scars: She hasn't been exposed to too much actual danger since she only recently joined the Interfectors, but she still has a rather prominent scar on the inside of her left leg from the bottom of her foot to the middle of her shin from a nasty fall she suffered as a child and the surgery necessary to reset the bones afterwards.
Clothing: While there will always be some variance in her clothing depending on the situation, what never really changes is Aislyn's obstinate refusal to wear anything but a dress. Her favorite, and, therefore, the one she is most likely to wear, is a long, violet dress that brushes against the floor if she's not too careful. Its trim is a darker shade of violet and it comes with an extra layer to cover her shoulder's and chest that matches this. On her upper body (before armor has been added), nothing but her neck and hands reveal any manner of skin, but, on the lower half, the dress splits in front of her right leg to allow for easier movement. To prevent showing an immodest amount of skin and keep her a bit warmer, stockings are worn that cover everything but the upper half of her thigh. In addition to actual clothing, she also wears a series of steel chains around her neck and chest that are attached to small trinkets of the same material, gifts she's received from her father that match the headpiece she wears because "It's too cruel to hide her face under a helm."
Personality Description: As a child, Asilyn was adventurous to the point where her busy mother often had to hunt her down so she didn't spend the night cold and hungry. At first, this activity was encouraged by the Senators and other nobles who would give her pieces of candy or shiny coins after she broke up the monotony of their day. Unfortunately, after the actual identity of her father was all but fact in the eyes of these nobles, they stopped giving her gifts and started referring to her as a problem for the future. This plummeted her self-esteem to the point where she started seeing herself as a burden to her mother, her father, and to the Empire as a whole. If it wasn't for the instructor showing up for her and giving her something to do that could be of some benefit to her father, she probably would have gone through life in a stupor.
Even with the added confidence and relief of her self-loathing that this training brought, she still acts rather meekly towards anyone that could even be perceived as a superior and it's still fitting to say that she has a low opinion of herself. She hopes to achieve more and more and receive the praise of all those people who scorned her as a child, but the actual goal is far off, if not impossible to reach, in her eyes. To anyone who is not seen as someone above her, though she acts friendly, she has been known to be a bit controlling in something that could easily be identified as her overcompensating for her lack of self-esteem.
Likes & Loves:
The Emperor
Exercise
Solitude
The color violet
Dresses
Dislikes:
Responsibility
Insects
Attention
Traveling
Fears:
High Places: Having experienced what it's like to fall from the top of a large set of stairs and survive with a minimal amount of damage, Aislyn is not in any hurry to put herself into another position where falling a great distance is even a possibility. Due to necessity, she has managed to overcome her feelings of dread every time she's forced to use a staircase, but so much as looking out a window is enough to make her anxious.
Women: As a child, the noble ladies of the Senate and the magistracy seemed incapable of not gossiping every time they spotted young Aislyn. A few times, some of them even approached her to remind her of her status as nothing but a mistake of the emperor and how much trouble she was causing everyone just by being alive. To this day she still finds herself feeling incredibly awkward around other women and finds it incredibly difficult to even look them in the eyes as they speak to her.
Name: Titan
True Name: Titan Wields the Greatest Burden
Sword Appearance Titan's appearance is not something that will catch the eye of anyone looking for a legendary sword. Its hilt is wrapped in a faded brown leather to supply an ample and necessary grip for the weapon and the pommel this leads into is a large black bead held in place by a metal claw. The actual hilt of the sword holds the color of gray steel and comes in the shape of a curved rectangle that has had its edges bent downward to offer protection for the wielder's hands. The actual blade doesn't have any odd shape or curve to it when compared with a standard longsword, but it appears to have been carved out of stone; it doesn't reflect anything but the tiniest sliver of light, it holds a pale grayish brown color with odd specks throughout, and it is covered with a rough, sandpaper-like texture that makes it seem like no one has bothered to care for it for as long as there's been a prophecy about it.
Sword Ability: Titan is a blade without a definitive weight. While remaining structurally the same, the weight can change to be anything from being light enough that a summer breeze could whisk it away to being heavy enough to make the entire vicinity around the sword incredibly dangerous.
Aislyn came into this world surrounded by her mother and a single midwife in a small dormitory inside the Senate house. Her mother, a servant amongst many who cleaned the floors of the Senate, was young at the time, but managed to give her daughter a modestly happy upbringing. There were always rumors going around about the potential fathers and the scandals that would result from each one, but she was too young to really understand them and they never reached anything more than harmless gossip to whisper to each other during one's free time. This changed when she was older and had the freedom of movement and the freedom from an old caretaker that allowed her to wander about.
On these little journeys through the many, confusing halls most of the workers, guards, and the occasional noble would crouch down, ask a few questions of the unintuitive child, and send her on her way with the possibility of a piece of candy making the perilous adventure worth it for the young Aislyn. One day, as she mightily strode through the halls she was starting to become familiar with, a man surrounded by guards that she hadn't seen before noticed her and asked whose child she was. The answer she provided didn't seem to evoke any sort of surprise or odd interest in the man, but he did offer her a little steel pin that was attached to his clothing and sent her on her way. While nothing really stood a chance at beating candy in the child's mind, she did come to like the small trinket she had received with the way it shined in the light and had a pretty markings of a bird on it. Later that night when her mother noticed what her child had brought back that day, she angrily quizzed her daughter on how she came to have it and only relaxed after being told the description of the man who gave it to her. As a result of this token of kindness, the gossiping members of the Senate and magistracy gained a much greater level of fervor for the apparent scandal, causing the once sought after treats of the nobles to be replaced by scorn and apathy.
Throughout the rest of her childhood, she would go on to receive the occasional trinket or toy from the man she eventually came to recognize as her father and, later, the Emperor, though they were few and far between. The greatest of these gifts to her would come at the age of nine when an official of the Senate came to her mother's room with an offer to train the servant's daughter in the use of sword, shield, and spear. Since refusing would basically mean that her daughter would grow up as just another servant, she accepted and a few days later Aislyn got her first experience in being beaten by a stick repeatedly. Though she would eventually improve to the point where she wouldn't return home with a slew of new bruises covering her body, it wasn't the most pleasant couple of years of her life. After this crash course in martial combat finally ended with her being able to properly spar with her instructor and even land a hit or two, she was inducted into a more rigorous training program to elevate her talents above that of a simple guard. While this new training regiment proved to be magnitudes more severe than the last, succeeding would mean becoming an Interfector and being closer to her father. She would eventually go on to survive the training and examinations and be inducted into service at the age of eighteen. Though there isn't any great ceremonies for the members of a secret organization, she did receive a sword and buckler from her father with the same markings as the other gifts he had given to her. Only a few months after joining she was sent to Peacemark for some important task that the commander there is to inform her of.
Family:
Callum Tarrow: Father and occasional benefactor of young Aislyn, the 42 year old Emperor.
Falon: Aislyn's mother, a servant in the Senate house who will be turning 38 in the coming year.
Health:
Fitness: Aislyn is incredibly fit, having undergone not just the training for the Interfectors, but passing the examination for it as well. Though her smaller frame prevents her from overpowering any opponent larger than her with sheer strength, she is able to move fluidly while wearing her armor and wielding her sword and shield. She generally relies on blocking and forcing an opening in her opponent's defense rather overpowering them or being quicker than them.
Medical Condition: Aislyn is not a frequent sufferer of illness or injury, throughout her entire life, she has only needed to see the doctor once after falling down some stairs and has only been afflicted with minor colds that barely hamper her day to day routines.
Allergies: Cats. While she's capable of being around them and even playing with them if the moment strikes her, the moment her hands touch her eyes or any place remotely close to them, they begin to itch and won't cease itching for the rest of the day.