
Name:
Lidia, no surname has ever been attributed to her. A common moniker is "The Child of Ash", in reference to her creation.
Age:
Reports range from decades to centuries
Gender:
Female
Breed:
Humanoid
Appearance:
From wearing charred armor and clothing to the stony skin and bone-white hair, Lidia's moniker aptly describes her. Her dark slate eyes rarely cease an accusatory glare, and her face rarely raises from a twisted scowl. Additionally, she seems to constantly emit a fine ash wherever she goes.
Powers:
Immunity to fire and heat, and the ability to imbue her weapon and attacks with flame and a mysterious crackling golden energy
Skills/Strength:
Titanic strength and blistering speed, wielding her blade as if an extension of her own body.
Weakness:
Effectively incapable of blending in with other humans, and can be prone to attacking other monsters.
Background:
Long ago, monsters beset a small village deep in the forests Xetraylia. They abducted men, women and children, slaughtered livestock, claiming the land as their own. The people lived in fear, they turned to hunters, sell-swords, anyone that could hold a sword to fend off the creatures. None were strong enough to defend them. Each fighter fell before the monsters as easily as the last, which only further provoked their wrath. A local witch offered her hand to help, but they despised her profaned magicks and refused. A few days later she offered again, at which point the remaining townspeople ran her out of town in suspicion that she was an agent of the monsters. More beasts assaulted the town, further decimating the populace and driving them to desperation.
The next day, the witch returned, and offered her help a third time. Only then did the townspeople tentatively accept. She instructed them to build a great pile of wood and offer a sacrifice to the gods to stave off the beasts. Immediately they went to work on felling trees and creating the pile, a single log at the center standing vertically. Next, came the sacrifice. A young girl with gleaming alabaster hair was chosen and tied to the stake. The townspeople took their torches and ignited the pile, swallowing the girl in flames. Not a single person averted their eyes as she began to scream and her flesh began to burn. Her last wish, before the inferno consumed her, was simply a plea for her life to not yet end.
Night fell upon the village as the sacrificial pyre slowly burned out, into a pile of ash. For the first time in years, the night was quiet. Not a single monster appeared that day, nor the next, nor the next after that. Several weeks of peace passed, and the people celebrated, even with the heap of cinders in the town square as a grim reminder of what they had done.
One day, a figure clawed their way from the ashes. Lidia's wish had been granted, and now only one goal occupied her mind: to show the world the same agony that her fellow men condemned her to. All contact with the village quickly ceased, and by the time someone went to investigate, the entire town was torched, every man, woman and child in the village lay dismembered and charred.
There is rumor that the perpetrator still stalks the countryside, and that they will not stop until all of Xetraylia is in cinders.
Hatred to humans?:
Burn them, burn them all.