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Daria Shieldborn

Grand Cleric and High Inquisitor of Innistrad "Smarter than death? Lets's see you outsmart my mace Necromancer."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rulke

Description

Daria Elissa Shieldborn

Character Basics

Current Residence/Place of Birth: Wing City, Terra, having just defeated a dread Vampire Lord the sheer amount of power caused them both to explode in a magical portal dropping her into Gambit's. Born though in Innistrad.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Date of Birth and Age: July 16th 1155: 28 Years Old
Allegiance: High Inquisitor Order of Baldune and Clerics of Sha'ron
Class: Grand Cleric - Inquisitor

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Height: 5.7 ft
Hair colour: Ginger
Eye colour: Dark green, almost black.
Build: Slender but muscular.

Weapons/Armour/Accessories/Other:
  • Ash Zealot (Fiery Mace)
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  • Holy Inquisitor Cuirass and Platemail
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  • High Holy Inquisitor Cloak of the Order Baldune

Character Personality and History


Daria is a strong righteous individual with powerful conviction and tries to uphold the natural laws, smiting the undead and infernal beings who try to destroy the purity of life. As part of the Inquisitor she was gifted the powerful mace Ash Zealot which she uses with passion and belief in the cause. Having lived a cloistered life from early age she learnt to fear the Unnatural aberration Innistrad had, from the Undead to the great Infernal and Demonic beings, strongly religious she struggles socially with people, being uncertain or unsure of simple gestures that most people her age should understand. From something like a hug meaning more to an innuendo it all flies over her head.

Never mistake this for naivety if you try to harm her, you will feel full force of her wrath, she shows no mercy and very existence of these beings drive her into a damning rage. She can sense the very auras of them and will try give them peace or banish them from this world.

No compromise or fair-play, to her there is no good demon or noble vampire.

So begins...

Daria Shieldborn's Story

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A large portal would open up above radiating weird energy and crackling uncontrollably, vast terrifying winds would blow about the place. Leaving much chairs in disarray and the occasional bolt shooting out and destroying nearby piece of furniture. It all seemed rather odd, but for Gambit's this was nothing new.

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Finally someone would come crashing down, so fast most could not see, she had a large red cloak, luxurious cuirass with red tints in it and overall appearing regal, on her belt was a 'normal' looking mace. Her hair was short almost to boyish lengths, appearing ginger, with dark green eyes.

Nonetheless she fell too fast for any of this to be notice, all most would see is armour-clad female fall from the ceiling and crash on to the ground at a horrible looking speed.

Was she even alive?

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Ash Zealot: A loud booming voice is heard, but the girl does not stir, instead it appears to radiate from the mace.

"Unsactified cretin, feel the pain of your own sin." with that if Kelly did not move away, his hands would combust very quickly.

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Daria: Finally after some time she gets up, wincing in pain and staring around. Seeing her mace being dropped, she flew over and grabbed it hurriedly, and staring around apparently afraid, "Where am I? Who would try rob a person unable to defend themselves, you have two minutes to explain before you feel the true fury of Inquisitor!"

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Ash Zealot: The mace would burst into utter flames, the metal appearing to glow red-hot. It's very fire appearing holy so if anything infernal or demonic kept holding it now, they would be in gruelling pain.

Daria: Realizing she had not grabbed her own mace, she stared daggers at Faraon, "Hand it over thief, it appears to know your heritage, give me it and I won't banish you back to your hells."

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Daria: Shaking her head she would say, "I can't control it, you stole from me not realizing what. I see nothing pure about demons and I will not help one, I will merely let it suffer as all infernal beings should."

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Daria: Walking over she grabbed 'Ash Zealot' turning her nose up the demon, "I won't banish you, but everytime you try to take anything not yours, your hands will burn up in pain. This is your punishment, thieves never shall be forgiven. Especially those who steal my holy Mace."

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Daria: Frowning she stared and whispered threatenly, "You care to bring down the fury of Inquisitor on your pathetic life, I faced greater threats than you could dream, I destroyed a Vampire Prince, you can't scare me!"

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Daria: Just as she was grabbed her body glowed in holy fire and she said in a commanding tone, "Unhand me vile fiend or face the wrath of Ash Zealot!"

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Daria: Finally she spoke, "Where am I? I am assuming it's not Innistrad." she appeared little more calm, but pushed away Faron roughly, "I am not your whore fiend, take your claws off me!"

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Daria: "It appears that filth can frolick in this place this is almost as bad as Innistrad. But what is the city called?" she appeared little disgusted with the whole situation, but seemed much more calm now.

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Daria: Frowning she sits down at furtherest chair, it's almost like she does not trust anyone.

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Daria: Staring at distaste at the dogs, she appeared angry, but refused to involve herself in the machinations and feuds of this city. Growling she would ignore most what was happening, unless someone tried talk to her or attack her. But would she actually acknowledge anything other than a attack.

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Daria: Trying to scrub the grafitti off her mace, she appeared rather irritated.

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Daria: Finally having had enough she channelled the almighty holy fire of her conviction and righteous anger, thus the mace would spark and the head would light up in an ethereal glow. All who had infernal, demonic or undead heritage, would notice this act. As the fire engulfed over it, her own body would radiate with the same impressive and overwhelming flame, the power of the Inquisitor. The true force to be reckoned with.

As the fire crackled and burned, the grafitti over he mace would burn away, leaving it clear.

Turning towards anyone who saw it, she would declare, "I am the light and smiter of all who walk in shadows, I am Daria Shieldborn, Grand Cleric of Sha'ron and Inquisitor Order of Baldune. For those who truly let their hearts taste and caress the darkness, I shall let them understand the path they have chosen is wrong. For those who shamefully gave into vice, no kindness or mercy shall be shown. I am the wielder of Ash Zealot the Mace that soul-purpose is to destroy and bless those infernal aberrations. I shall kill them all."

Standing up she would finish, "This place desires purifying. I never have seen such mockery or joke on our Lord's domain. Shiftless slothenly beasts, your very existence is a pox on the planet you dare tread on. Let none who play this game be allowed to parody our savior. I am Daria and consider this your only warning."

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Daria: Having taken lodging here, she climbed down the stairs, trying to see if any of the current denizens were of infernal origins, thankfully no one appeared as such. With that she placed her mace on belt, and sat herself down at a table alone. She did not drink, thus all she ordered was water, but found the taste grotesque so decided to just go with orange juice.

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Daria: Noticing all the yelling she could suspect the man was insane, but had promised not to interfere in any matters outside the elimination of infernal, demonic and undead. Anything else was not her right and she do well to remember this. Nonetheless she did figure she could try.

Turning towards anyone who saw it, she would declare, "I am the light and smiter of all who walk in shadows, I am Daria Shieldborn, Grand Cleric of Sha'ron and Inquisitor Order of Baldune. For those who truly let their hearts taste and caress the darkness, I shall let them understand the path they have chosen is wrong. For those who shamefully gave into vice, no kindness or mercy shall be shown. I am the wielder of Ash Zealot the Mace that soul-purpose is to destroy and bless those infernal aberrations. I shall kill them all."

Maybe the Holy Light could cleanse this poor man, otherwise she would do nothing else.

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Daria: Affronted she would try maintain her temper to reply, "Quiver and witness true power." with that she rip out her mace, channel the power, with terrifying suddenness the head would smoke, a little, the metal growing red-hot, before the very thing would burst into flames, not a natural fire though, more purifying. Thus was the weapon named Ash Zealot, the power of Grand Inquisitor Order of Baldune.

"Care to rethink that, if you stop insulting I may try cure that mind."

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Daria: Blinking little confused at him, the flame would falter, bowing solemnly she would say, "I am sorry you can't be saved, I weep for any sibling or family you have."