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Owsla Hall

"If you see me, The larger is not far behind."

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a character in “Remorseless Evolution”, as played by kyuukonhime

Description

Owsla Hall



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❝I am the Princess of One Thousand Ememies and Daughter of the Beast of the Wastes. I dare you to say you own me. ❞

My songs know what you did in the dark | Fall Out Boy



▐ The basics▐



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★Name★
Owsla Hall

☀Age☀
17

♀Gender♂
Female

♄Sexuality and relationship status♄
Bicurious, leaning toward men. This is mostly due to the fact that she has no experiance with dating, sex (is a virgin) and the like. The only guys she's ever had a any sort of affection for are her father and a man she calls "Goldie".

∞Race∞
Neco

☁Personality☁
Over the years and recently reuniting with her father, Owsla has grown from the faisty and ill tempered girl to a wild woman with a knack of knowing the outdoors and the harshness of nature. As she did not grow up with the softness of luxruy, she has grown used to the simpler things in terms of living arangement and seems more comfortable sleeping outside or on the floor than in a bed. As for her temper, while not as calm as her father, she knows restrant, being taught that not every battle is worth fighting, however certain things will set her off into mauling your face at worse or putting you on her shit list at best.
However, at peace she is not as bad as she seems, being much more talkative than her father. She is willing to tell the stories of her younger days and her travels with those who prove to not be a threat and good company as well. Earning her trust, while a difficult thing to do, grants one a friend that will often tear someone's face off rather than ask what happened if said friend is harmed.




▐ Aesthetics▐




♞Body build♞
Owsla is a tall and lean woman, at 6'2" and tanned due to her travels and lifestyle. Scars cover her body due to the many battles she took part in and fights with bandetts and it's not strange to see something bandaged up on her somewhere at somepoint.

â˜ȘFace descriptionâ˜Ș
Owsla has a heart shaped face, and soft features from her mother along with long white hair that falls to the middle of her back while braided and to her feet when undone. Her eyes are blue and wild from a life hard lived. A large scar goes through her right eye making it somewhat milky, but not uselessly blind in it, but is covered by an eye patch.

☭clothing/armour/markings/extras☭
As in the picture, her clothing consists mostly of leather, animal hides and bones collected from hunting. This doesn't change often and when it does, it's normally a new addition or a different set of armor all together.

â–ČPets/none weaponry devicesâ–Č
This (She doesn't have a name for it yet.) set of armor was crafted by hand by her father during their travels. While she already has high agility outside of it, this works as combat armor for fights with those with stronger weapons than her normal knife and spear. Lightweight and flexible, it allows her to bend the light around her for a short while to render her invisible. The real purpose for this suit is for ambushes, with sound dampening technology, it renders her footsteps nearly silent.
Drawback: It forces her to walk on all fours and makes her words indistigusable from rabid growls. (her father is in the process of fixing this.)




▐ Skills and flaws▐




✘ Weapons ✘
Her main weapons are in her hunting armor, being the mini spears on her left arm and a large hunting knife that could count as a sword in the hands of a sapian.

/Defense\
Stated in clothing and non-weaponry devices.

☠Skills and techniques ☠
Owsla is self taught in combat, giving her fighting the type to look more like an animal than a Neco. However, this makes her very effective in knockdowns and ambushes from above. Her past of walking on all fours has also become effective in hunting and catching people off guard to either kill them or knock them out and steal all of their stuff.

Outside of combat, Owsla has a healthy knowledge and respect for the natural world around her. From a life of having to hunt and forage for her next meal; she's come to learn what plants are safe to eat and what plants to use for medical treatment. The results in her being a very good cook with the things around her and a fairly good medic in a quick pinch.


✂Flaws✂
Oh boy...Aside from being ill mannered and having trust issues akin to an angry and abused animal; she also is quite the savage when it comes to meeting those from cities. She comes off as crass and not afraid to hold her tongue when it comes to things or people she doesn't like. She also has a tendency to "play with her pray" making them paranoid before going all in. She's also very dense when it come to technology that isn't armor or a gun of some kind (although she isn't very well versed in these yet either, and is under the teaching of her father), adding to the "uneducated savage" thing most would see her as.



▐ The past and present▐



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♚Basic history♚
Owlsa is the daughter of a well-known and well-feared general of a large neco clan, though most would know her as the "once-sapien" as she was passed around different clans as a saipen slave. Tasked as warrior to fight other humans for fun, it was clear by age 11 that she was a neco rather than human. Rumors surfaced that she looked like a long dead warlord and that some beast was roaming the wastes; killing in a manner similar to this warlord. Owsla wanted answers as soon escaped from the strong hold she was kept in looking for the man that she looked like in the healing world for three years.

She had met many people on the way, one she remembers as "Goldy", a kind neco that let her stay with him when she was wounded. she grew to see him as big brother and stayed for far longer than she thought she would stay and often hunted for him while she was there. She wandered the land for another year before finally meeting her father. Oreron Hall. Before she could even say anything, the man embraced her and lemetted for being away from his "cub" for so long, finally answering the many answers that she had about her life and how she came to be.


♛History with the war including thoughts♛
The war caused the loss of her mother and her to be away from her father for nearly all of her childhood. While she she has no hatred for sapians for the sheer reason of not having a real bad experience. If anything she distrusts other necos due to her past than anything.

♫Events to note so far in the RP♫
Answer Here

~Other~
Owsla can also be caught singing, quite well actually. However, she often denies this and gets very angry if someone presses the issue. That is unless there is something in it for her to keep singing.


So begins...

Owsla Hall's Story

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"Yes, and of course, you being such a naive Neco that's more like a Sapien have the right to say so... I mean she nearly did kill you down by the lake and all... No need to think her unstable."

"I don't need anyone else tell me what and what I am not like." Ace spat, his blue eyes growing rather cold and losing their once homely glow. He also did appear rather hurt at this comment but put it in his best intentions to not display it. "Anyway, who is not to say that Ember is looking after you? You don't seem...stable exactly either." He told him, maybe stepping over the line a little. Ace did not understand why this man always appeared so odd and drunk. He almost seemed to have lost all the human part of him.

"You're very ignorant for someone who survived the wars... When we get a squad or team, our teamleader or teamleaders are called Aces or Ace but in order to be one you have the be the best of the best and earn the rank/title from a higher ranking officer. So for example, Ember, having been dubbed the Ace rank, she is an Ace...but more of half an Ace as her brother isn't around anymore."
"You are hardly fit to be called an Ace."


This time the blonde fell silent and just pressed his lips together tightly and clenched his fist. That was until he mentioned about Ember having a sibling. "A Brother? Did he pass away? How long ago? What's his name?" Ace began firing out questions as though he was a machine gun, clearly very curious about this and not willing to hide it.

"A game of stealth tag wouldn't hurt."

Ace heard Owsla mutter from a distance but did not think nothing of it until...

"How about we play game? My cub is full of energy and it is up to us to find her. You feel up to that?"

"HAVE I NOT HAD ENOUGH OF DEALING WITH THIS WHEN SHE WAS A KID. You honestly have no idea how sick and tired I got of pla-" Ace exclaimed at Oreron, explaining his past with Owsla in the cabin before he fell silent at the sight of her desperate face. He sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead as though it was giving him a headache already. "Alright alright...You know I'm not very good at this though...I'll only play if purple man does too."

He then waited till Owsla turned away before quickly whispering to Oreron. "You need to get her a boyfriend or something, maybe even just a puppy, anything to keep her from playing this." Ace sighed comically.

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"I don't need anyone else tell me what and what I am not like." Ace spat, his blue eyes growing rather cold and losing their once homely glow. He also did appear rather hurt at this comment but put it in his best intentions to not display it. "Anyway, who is not to say that Ember is looking after you? You don't seem...stable exactly either."

Shrade was highly amused by this man-boy, or he was until the poor man mentioned his... stability. His head snapped up and his posture completely changed. His shoulders were no longer loose, his muscles were taunt and the silly look on his face was gone. His eyes conveyed that of a completely sane man ready to kill someone in the blink of an eye. A very dangerous person to aggravate indeed. Remember your training, Ranger.

Very quickly did he change again at that thought. He was once again the silly and lazy looking man again. Instead of insulting Ace furthermore or killing him, Shrade instead smiled, "Well, it seems both of us aren't exactly stable."

"A Brother? Did he pass away? How long ago? What's his name?"

Shrade raised in eyebrow, "Yes, a brother." He gave no further information.

"-I'll only play if purple man does too." "Purple man?" This nickname, unlike Mr. Amethyst or Gem-head, appeared to pain him greatly.

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Oreron and Owsla Hall

"You need to get her a boyfriend or something, maybe even just a puppy, anything to keep her from playing this."

Oreron rolled his eyes as he placed him down outside, the look of slight irritation on his face. "She'll have a mate when she wants one. Besides, she's told me that she thinks of you as big brother." he grinned as he patted the blond on the head. "I would guess that makes you my son in a way."

With that, his own armor slid into place over his body, forcing him to all fours. That familiar blue light glowing as the armor's system came online with thermal vision replacing his own. "Come. You need the training anyway." Oreron declared as he trotted off into the forest.

Owsla was far ahead of her father and Ace, crawling along the tree branches to keep herself hidden among the leaves. This forest had been her home for at least a year, but she knew these trees, every root and had set up booby traps in at least some of these trees. She could feel something wasn't right. Someone else was here, someone she didn't recognize. Cuts in the trees conformed this as she crawled down the side of the trunk and carressed the wound. It was deeper than it had any need to be, like a fight went on here. White hair was also stuck in the cut as well. Owsla shivered as she climbed back into the tree. The feeling of being watched was never a good feeling.

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The odd and sickening smile that hung on Sharde's lips had always made Ace uncomfortable, but when it fell from his space it was quite modest to say he was afraid. His whole body tensed up and he looked ready to pounce and kill. Sometimes the blond wondered why he even decided to anger people due to the fact if they attacked him it was unlikely that he would be able to do anything about it, quickly leading to the end of his life. If Sharde attacked him, what would the people in his cabin do? Would they even save him? After all he was pretty useless considering how human beings were. They could just take all his supplies and leave him for dead. It made sense.

"Well, it seems both of us aren't exactly stable."

Ace seemed to flinch a little as he spoke but was pleased at the lack of physical aggression. He looked incredibly depressed. He was unstable in a completely different way then what people like Sharde were, but still, he was very unstable and it was not hard to see that at all.

"Yes, a brother."

The man seemed to be leaving the amount of information there, earning a scowl from the blond. He wondered if it was worth bringing it up with Jennifer later.

"She'll have a mate when she wants one. Besides, she's told me that she thinks of you as big brother."
"I would guess that makes you my son in a way."


"Hey that makes it sound like I'm planning to date her!" Ace exclaimed with a childish huff before his mouth fell open at Oreron's last comment. Did he really mean that? His heart began racing fast in his chest and he felt kinda warm and fuzzy inside. Still he was unsure if he was being sarcastic or not but it still hit him hard. "D..Do you really mean that?" He stammered, feeling completely honoured to be labelled in this manner. Of course even as a child Ace's father had never really respected him.

"Come. You need the training anyway."

"This game is definitely going to end up being very biased." The neco sighed, pointing out the clear and obvious strength differences between himself and Owsla. "So what are the rules? What have I got to do?"