"By right or by force, I claim what is mine."
Name: Atcha aux Clubs
Age: 24
Race: Humanoid.
Ethnicity: Mediterranean
Orientation: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single and uninterested
Role: Princess of Clubs
Faction: Atcha is almost obsessively committed to herself and her people.
Abilities: Agony. Atcha is able to project a strong, crippling pain in different intervals. At its lowest intensity, her victims feel a vague feeling of unease. At it's highest, her power can incapacitate a small group of men. The pain is not, however, a trick of the mind. Akami, her adviser, has studied the power and had found that her ability has an actual physical affect on a being's nerve endings. Prolonged exposure to high-level of her wrath actually causes permanent damage to the heart especially. Her power is fueled by her own personal reserves of energy. She can project a field around herself for a short distance, about two strides in all directions, or she can attack anyone she can see. The more tired she is, the weaker her power.
Beyond her supernatural powers, she has been trained practically from birth to be a warrior. Her strength and speed are incredibly honed (though not to a supernatural level) and her stamina is incredible. Her people wonder if it is because of her training or her stubbornness.
Best Feature: Aside from her skills in combat and battle, Atcha is an asset because of her unending, single-minded need to accomplish whatever she sets her mind to. She will fight until she dies if she has to. She may not always have the answer, but she never stops searching for it. It makes her a valuable ally and a tireless foe.
Appearance;
Atcha is tall, slim, and toned, a true warrior if ever there were one. Her skin is tanned dark over an olive base and her hair and eyes are dark. Perhaps a bit darker than one would usually find in a human. Ropes of muscle coil down her arms, over her hips and down her legs. She has spent her entire life preparing for this opportunity and it shows. Even her skin is scratched and scarred, toughened through years of training. To her, clothes are a non-issue. She is just as comfortable naked as she is in glittering gowns. She keeps her hair in a wild, raven mane. Her face, unlike the rest of her body, is smooth and blemish free. Will this face, she will rule her legion. Behind her left ear, hidden beneath her hairline is a jagged, purple-black 'X.' The mark of a devil.
Personality;
Atcha is single-minded. She was bred to take back her family's kingdom, to restore their bloodline to the throne. From birth, she was indoctrinated, molded and honed as a means to elevate their clan once more. Therefore, duty is all Atcha understands. Her loyalty to her people is infinite. She sees herself as little more than an extension of them, a force for their well-being. She is confident and purposeful, rarely doubting her decisions once they've been made. Her expectations of others are just as high as her expectations of herself and so it takes incredible skill to earn her trust and respect. Once it's been earned, she is a strong ally.
That being said, Atcha's sense of loyalty is not especially healthy. The relationship she has with her tribe is borederline abusive. Her single-minded need to restore her people was planted within her at birth. She's never taken the time to think about her own wants and needs beyond that. In that way, she is alarmingly naive. She's never thought about what she may want should the battle ever be won. She's never really even recognized... herself. Besides that, Atcha's loyalty extends only to the group as a whole, the idea of rising once again to prominence. She harbors no affection for the individual people she rules over. Her sense of empathy is virtually non-existent, especially for those she feels are weaker than her either physically or mentally.
When she's angry, Atcha is cruel. She tears people down with her fists, with weapons, with words, anything available to her. It takes extraordinary provocation to really bring her rage, but once it ignites, the calm logic disappears. She can be terrifying.
Likes; Fire, deer meat, running, bows and arrows, swords (Like is a strong word...)
Dislikes; Frivolity, Her father, bird meat, training with crossbows, incompetence
Hobbies; Training
History
Atcha was nothing but a bump in her mother's belly when her people were driven from their lands in the South of Wonderland. In the retreat, her brother, still a young boy, was killed. Her father was driven mad with grief over the loss of his heir and began to obsess over his revenge. He forged a pact with an evil spirit, promising the life of his unborn daughter in exchange for the power to defeat his enemies and take back his kingdom. The night of Atcha's birth, as the demon came to collect his prize, her mother begged him to take her own life instead of her daughters. When that failed, she tried casting the demon out. Atcha's father, unable to bear the risk of losing his wife as well as his son, tried to dissolve the pact, but the exchange of power had already begun. Too much magic and conflict and anger and evil imploded in the air, tearing the house and everything withing a large radius to the ground. When the dust settled, Atcha's mother was dead, her father's soul was shattered, and Atcha bore a large purple-black 'X' behind her left ear. The mark of power. The mark of a devil.
A council of advisers raised Atcha from then on. They trained her in the ways of battle and warfare and in the night, Atcha was visited by dark spirits who taught her to control her power.
