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Tahnem Aritchey

Let your actions be taken into account - you shall receive your reaction.

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a character in “SoulChess: The Blood Of The Night”, as played by Airanea

Description

ImageName - Tahnem Aritchey
Faction - Plenoran
Role - Bishop

Race - Chameleon-Alien breed
Gender - Female

Appearance - Naturally Tahnem is a height of five foot three and quite fragile looking, she had next to no muscle tone but rather soft delicate curves. Her eyes are of a glowing glistening lime green with deep forest green outer rims, one might notice when Tahnem blinks(which is only once every 30 minutes or so) inner, thin, and nearly translucent lids close horizontally rather than vertically. The pale white of her layered hip long hair has thin strands of faint pink and blue, only showing these shades in the light of the beaming sun - this white shimmering colour only bring out the pale yet olive tones skin which graces her body. The clothing she wears is one of traditional respects of her home planet - Please see picture to your left for further detail - not the fruit in her hand is also one of her home planet - a fruit she must eat daily to maintain her abilities in this realm.
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In battle situations Tahnem appears to only have her eyes shown - eyes which become a deep dark red leaving no whites to be seen. The armour placed on her chest, shoulders, and calves is one of other world material, it is no lack of better words alive - with time it will rebuild itself - time depending on damage. Please see image above for further detail on appearance.

To blend into society Tahnem keep her natural appearance but rather switches her clothing to a semi-casual tight red pencil skirt and lose fitting, light material, long sleeved, white blouse which tucks into her skirt and drapes over he upper body. To match she wears a pair of 3 inch high black pumps. Please note when Tahnem is working - spying silently or interactively - due to her Chameleon nature she will change her entire appearance as she sees fit.

Personality - Tahnem is truly a heaven sent - or ship sent - when it come to personality. She is a reserved girl by nature mainly keeping to herself, it's not that she is shy but she has found listening will get your further than talking - it's all in the job. There is no loyalty like the loyalty of Tahnem, she will die for the ones she protects - for the ones she serves - for her allies - for the ones she loves.

Even with the silence that surround this delicate woman she seems to penetrate past peoples self set guards - the way her eyes stare directly into yours when you speak with such care, such devotion, the way her plump lips turn up only slightly to show a smile of innocence, the blush that taints her cheeks giving way her flattery. The sweetest of sweet seems too good to be true doesn't it?

Tahmen can fill any role, as a Chameleon she has to be able to, she is an amazing actress, she is a phenomenal liar, and the girl is quick on her toes - it's hard to ever catch her by surprise. This makes it disgustingly easy to be manipulative, malicious, vindictive, and murder with the sickest of humours when it comes to enemies. Tahnem knows the danger of romance, and will play a role for her own self protection if she feels herself develop emotions for anyone.

A confusing woman with a new meaning to the term, a meaning you will see. What you think are mood swings are a form of protection, You think you are speaking to your king - you are wrong - behind the face it is Tahnem - meet your newest threat, your newest obsession.


Weapon(s) - Two 'weapons' One being the armour which only covers a small portion of her body - this armour is one of alien material to this realm, it can rebuild itself depending on the damage. A single nick from a dagger will be rebuilt within 5 minutes, A blow by a war hammer may take up the 30 minutes, etc.

The next is her sword which is jagged and toothed and built of the same material of her armour, it is coated in layer of poison - this poison is not one to kill but one to stun taking effect on the injured body part within 2 minutes - paralysing that boy part within 5 minutes, and stunning the opponent mentally(not physically) within 7 minutes - the stunning lasting for 3 minutes. (please see warrior picture in physical description.)


Fighting Style- Tahnem mainly relies on her ability to trick the mind with illusion - To be able to vanish for split seconds or suddenly appear to be their own king, perhaps even their first or current love, maybe even to appear as your biggest phobia - let her be your dame of illusion. She is quick, very quick which is her second means for success. Tahnem's down fall would in fact be her strength - she could appear as a bulking Orc but in reality she still only holds the strength of a small woman - and her ability to heal what wound might last one person a week would last Tahnem 2 weeks.


Image--Abilities--
1)Sense presence- Can feel the spiritual pressences of the other "pieces".
2)Suppressed Spirit- Unable to be detected by others except the Queen.
3)Far sight- To see with a good eye. Sometimes even the smallest details never escape them.
Ability Name: Chameleon
Description:
The ability to change appearance and voice of any given person or object, objects take less energy than people developing close 40% of spiritual energy - when a person is taken for mimicry it leaves Tahnem with no spirit energy. As added to the Chameleon technique is the torn and tattered cape which hangs from her back(usually worn under even her civilian clothes as a precaution.) - with a small tear of this cape and the material in hand she can transform the limb which holds the material - using her Chameleon nature - to a new weapon of choice - the cape can only be torn once per battle and the limb cannot be detached for use.
Ability Name: Replay
Description:
The ability to replay memories or information as seen. When this 'power' is activated Tahnem will take on the appearance and/or voice of said replay repeating actions and/or words as the memory did. To replay both takes full spiritual energy, appearance 70%, vocal 40%.
Ability Name: Sleek and Stick
Description:
Sleek and Stick is a trait that basically gives you the ability to turn the surfaces of your skin to either a slick oil substance leaving a slipper slime behind your path - or to turn the surfaces of your skin to a sticky icky goo giving you the ability to stick yourself on any substance such as a suction cup would allow. This manoeuvre uses up 15% spiritual energy per use.
Ability Name: Liquid Acid
Description: Each physical liquid(blood, saliva, yes even urine) once leaving the physical body of Tahnem turns into a strong acid like substance - eating through materials which have been touched by it. The spiritual energy used by this defensive talent is 15% per use.




History- Tahnem was raised as a peasant on her planet Sapdeoion - they lived in shacks upon shacks in a world where it rained acid and beasts roamed freely. Only the strongest of the strongest survived - at the age of 22 there was an up-rise against the royal leaders lead by lady Serimera - who used Tahnem as a spy, a highly trained highly talented spy and inner sight. She lived among the rich within the kingdom, slowly building her rank up to the princes lover - which allowed her closer to the source - where more information could be found, more damage could be done. The day leading up to her 'transfer' was of the first attack on the castle - she wanted nothing more than to leave and help her comrades fight but was demanded to stay put to feed back inside information and strategies. At the age of 26 Tahnem laid her head to rest only to awaken here - right in the midst of her war back home - she is now left confused and angry, with war still boiling her blood.

So begins...

Tahnem Aritchey's Story

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Red fires in the distance lit the sky in smokey glowing wonder, a dome of pain, a dome of demand, a dome which represented the final steps of revolution. Screams of agony had been drowned out to mere whimpers by the time they reached the castle walls, how many were dying as this sight was sought? How many had already given their lives for such a moving cause? Could value be put on those lives, should we celebrate their bravery or moron the vast numbers lost?

“Senbriah Dou Vavet!” Was shouted throughout the castle, various voices calling out after the previous, which could be translated to “Send the second wave!” in English. The sound of heavy armory sounded, thumping and thudding down the halls that rumbled like thunder, a thunder too close, too loud, not only did the pain ring in her ears, but it rang in her heart.

From the outer blocking walls you could see a woman standing on a high balcony, if you looked closer you would notice her hands gripped around on the thick steel like railing – clenched so tightly the white flesh of her knuckles were now nearly translucent. This woman – her eyes had been peeled back, widened with a mix array of emotions – fear, sadness, anger – her face contorted as if her very soul were being ripped from its containing.

“Ze nuetta – nel hibber rit, dep fermah fu geriteroy oi – hubbra hetta jerah.” :: “My love – fear nothing now, safety is surrounding us – come back to bed!” The deep voice rang with not a caring tone but one of authority, demanding her presence in the courters which hid behind her. All emotions became void from Tahnem’s face while her back was still turned to the man who beckoned her, all emotions but the one of fury. With a deep inhale and a silent prayer the fragile woman turned, and made her way back to the Prince – the slime – the scum – the filth, back to fulfill her demining duties in this war.

It was as if she was a new person, she pounced back in the bed immediately giving the prince the affection he thought he deserved – taking care of his every last need. Of course at the end of the ‘royal treatment’ he received, the swine passed out with hulking lumbering snores as if the sounds of murder in the distance played not a string on his conscious.

She thought about it, then again she thought about it every night –about killing him, she could, so easily - so slowly. Use his sword to paralyze his lips – only long enough to sow them shut with iron like string – no noise, no problem. After restraining him she could use his dagger to skin him, being sure to keep all the flesh intact.

The thoughts continued in her head as she held his sword in her hands ‘hang his flesh suit from the balcony – I could be gone before the soldiers got in the room.’ Silent plans turned to contemplation, ‘Would the lady of revolution be angered? Would I be punished? It is against her wishes.’ It was then that Tahnem found herself in deep set dreams.

A loud roar of thunder woke the small woman, her eyes snapped open in a state of annoyance ‘another wav-’ Tahnem’s thoughts were cut off by the cold that radiated through her body – a pain spike of freezing temperatures pulsing through her veins, beaming over her flesh – and moisture. Thick beads of rain fell from the sky – but these were not the droplets of her planet, no, her skin was not melting, the rain had not been of acidic content.

The long pale white of her hair had been seeping wet – how long had she been left outside, and where the hell was she. Gleaming green eyes glowed in the deep dark depths of the night as she gazed the unseen horizon, what was it that she had been laying on? It was soft and prickly, the solid beneath it had been slimy – little did she know this was called grass and mud – which had once been dirt.

Tahnem’s quivering cold body pushed itself to a stand, she could feel her anger peaking. “Zenuba de helfta airse!?”::”Where the damned am I?!” Her lithe body standing only five foot three began to wander in a seemingly meaningless direction; her hands ran over the flesh of her bare arms in an attempt to create heat via friction.

Then she saw it, some sort of marking on her hand - the crest of the Bishop. Coming to a halt the woman stared at it with bows pulled together in agitation. “Zenubre de helfta hitura!?”::”What in the damned is that?!” She took the sword that was clenched beneath the pit of her arm and prodded at the marking, anger radiating from her very aura.

“Uragh!” She grunted in frustration before continuing on her pathless venture – little did she know instinct was bringing the woman to another castle – one different from her rulers – but never the less it was a pitch black high risen castle - the castle of Plenoran.