Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: Marinth stands at a short stature, blond hair cut raggedly short just below her ears while little braids ending in beads of bone dangle further. Dark leathers adorn a thin frame.
Green eyes full of madness never settle on any one thing for long. Beautiful is not a word one normally would use to describe her, but even with her madness and vicious streak she is known to be exceedingly charming and at times unbarably cute to those who are subseptable to such things.
Mission: She wants to own the world. Control everything. Everyone bending and dancing to her will.
Powers/Skills:
- Marinth is 'king' within her sewers. Her Rats (subjects) livein fear of her wims and yet not a one of them dares to try for the throne. Not after the last one.
- She is more cunning than people give her credit for. If you leave an opening, she'll take advantage.
- More adept with a knife and cutting flesh and bone than a butcher.
- She's insane therefor she fears neither death, pain, or really anything. She does as she pleases, when she pleases, to whomever she pleases.
Weaknesses (as many as you have powers):
- Marinth fears her own mortality, not that she'd ever let you know.
- Her subjects though utterly loyal are terrified of her. She has so few friends.
- She has a heavy addiction to a few narcotics.
- She's insane. Both a weakness and a perk. Depends on the moment really.
History: It's hard to know truly what drove Marinth into the depths of insanity. She didn't have an abusive childhood. She wasn't tortured within an inch of her life. She was never the product of an experiment. Sometimes life just happens that way.
Marinth wasn't quite right in the head before the apocolypse began, but it was only after that it truly shined through. With no one to define rules of life or existance Mari made her own rules and others soon flocked under her control. Ruthlessly she began conquoring the depths and sewers beneath Harosa City. When no more dared challenge her insane rule, she crowned herself Queen.
Harosa city had long since been a haven for every vice concievable and within the underground it only flourished. The cataclysm that destroyed everything dampened progress but it wasn't long before new vices were made, new ways to control and entertain the populace and under their queen it continued to progress.
All too soon however the vultures began circling, seeking to claim the dark heart within Harosa. One man viewed the place as his and laughable he called himself King, for what Queen could rule men. War broke out, but with everything in her power Mari won . She stood over his dying corpse and claimed that no man or woman would ever stand above her. And so the Rat King was born and her kingdom grows ever bigger as more venture into the den of evil and madness. But few leave and fewer leave unscathed.
Companions: A kingdom full of subjects who bend to her every whim, and those few lucky enough to be named her Champions.