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Hilja Borghild

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

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Hilja Borghild


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Full Name: Hilja Borghild
Nicknames: Hil
Prefered Names: Hilja
Aliases: None
Titles/Honorifics: The Dragon-Born, The Guard, The Warrior

Gender: Female

Main Species: Dragon-Born
Sub Species: Humanoid

Apparent Age: 123
Actual Age: 569
Birth Date: August 31st
Birth Place: Tuulikki Falls
Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Sexual Orientation/Preferance: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Currently mated to Garsith Anahak due to him showing just how much of a man he could be and getting a bit forceful. Due to his actions, Hilja might be impregnated with his child, which was how he intended it to be because he wanted to show his love to her. And what is a better way to show your love than having a child?

Skin Color/Shade: Storm blue with white flecks here and there. The flecks are on odd trait that only a rare sum of the Borghild family possess.
Markings/Scars: None
Tattoos/Piercings: None

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 330 lbs
Physical Condition: Healthy
Body Build: Slender/Athletic

Disabilities: She becomes angry and annoyed pretty easily, and she tends to get sick easily when in the rain.
Psycological Condition: Stable

Handedness: Ambidextrous

Eye Color: Golden/Dull amber
Eye Wear: None

Hair Color: Storm blue
Hair Style/Length: A little past shoulder length, tendril like, usually worn back in assorted braids and etc.
Hair Wear: Assorted ties and etc.

Education: First through twelfth grade basic knowledge, herbalism, hunting/tracking, survival, multiple forms of arm to arm combat, swordsmanship, and dragon-born culture.
Languages: English, Dragon-Born, Ent, and Lizard-Man.
Voice Wave: -

Main Occupation: A part time guard of Wing City.
Side Occupation: Warrior, Fighter, Huntress

Current Residance: Within a shack/cabin just outside of Wing City, nearest to The Forest Border.
Previous Residance: Within her tribe's territory at Tuulikki Falls.

Current Affiliations: The Wing City guard.
Former Affiliations: None

Family/Relatives: Her father, her uncle, her older brothers (2), her younger sister, and her grandmother on her mother's side.

Religion(s)/Beliefs: Bahmaut and Tiamat

Statistics Ratings

Using low, moderately low, average, moderately high, and high


Intelligence: Moderately high
Spiritual: Average
Magic Resistance: Average
Stamina: Moderately high
Energy: Moderately high
Endurance: Average
Speed: High
Strength: High
Combat: Moderately high
Technique: Average

Personality

Personality and Other Characteristics


Overall Personality: Bold, proud, instinctive, mild mannered, respectful in some cases, open minded, stubborn, somewhat shy, supposedly rude and pretty vulgar, and a bit of a perfectionist.

Public Behavior: Mild mannered, respectful, open minded, a bit rude and vulgar, stubborn, sometimes a bit over confident, and a bit of a perfectionist.
Behavior with Friends: Open minded, stubborn, mild mannered, playful, crude, defensive, and pretty secretive.
Behavior with Family: Submissive, respectful, a bit shy, instinctive, and mild mannered.
Behavior with Lovers: Ask Garsith, he should know.
Behavior with Enemies: Very defensive, argumentative, rude, crude, and vulgar.

Likes: Desolate rural areas, peaceful landscapes, animals, a nice pint of ale, sleeping in, eating, and dueling/sparring.
Hobbies: Sleeping in, eating a lot, drinking, being a bit of a tease and mischief maker, and dueling/sparring.
Interests: Elven culture, the future, revisiting her homeland, sea travel, and gods.
Dislikes: Sexism, over dominant or over submissive males, being controlling, getting lost, being late and coming home late from work, and being made fun of/spoken about.

Goals/Ambitions: To become someone as great as her father, to fight in a war or large battle, to travel the sea, and to learn how to ride a horse.
Life's Ambition: Unknown.

Superstitions: Demons, fairies, gods, spirits, and bad luck for seven years if you break a mirror.
Fears: Her family sometimes, getting lost, thunder storms, overly large insects, and getting creeped out after viewing something scary, or having something coincidental happening after it.
Biggest Fear: Possibly thunderstorms or dying a terrible/painful death.

Morals: To never harm the innocent, to always respect elders, to protect the weak, and to die for what you believe in.

Prized Possession (Emotional/Personal Value): Her sword.
Prized Possession (Material Value): Her home, and her clothing.

Most Outspoken About: Her stature, her breed, her odd flesh coloring, and her relationship with the Anahak family.
Least Outspoken About: Her profession, her back story, where she came from, and her family.

Positive Characteristics: She's brave and noble, she's a good fighter, she's resourceful in her own ways, and she doesn't know when to give up sometimes.
Negative Characteristics: She's stubborn, her manners are pretty bad, and she seems to act like a child.

Aptitudes: She has superior strength, speed, and combat skills. She's one of the few females who are good for breeding and are in season just a little bit longer than regular females.

Equipment

Equipment and Personal Belongings


Main/Usual Outfit: See image.
Secondary Outfit: Unknown

Armor: See image

Jewelry: None
Accessories: A runed shield.

Primary Weapon: A sword named Tapio, as seen in the image above.
Secondary Weapon: None

Side Weapons (Throwing knives, chains, and etc.): None

So begins...

Hilja Borghild's Story

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 From up in the tree tops she perched. Dull amber eyes glowed, piercing through the evanescent darkness that blanketed the wood. She sat crouched on her hindquarters, her six foot tail swaying behind her rear, gently batting the leaves while the rain pitter pattered against her scaled flesh. Soft, low breaths exhaled from her nostrils while braided lengths of tendril like hair fell into her reptilian face. Her eyes would remain unblinking as small raindrops batted gently off her snout whilst she licked her jaws with a suave tongue, her ivory, serrated teeth almost glistening in the dull moonlight as it would be partially blocked out by the dark clouds that wept so pleasantly. Upon her backside her wings folded, shrinking against her back as they would be connected to her shoulder blades. -c-

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  She seemed to be watching something as she crouched there upon the sturdy branch that was partially covered in moss. Her gaze was fixated on this something, her body poised and ready for attack while her right hand lingered upon the dagger’s hilt that would be tied to her waist while her left hand lifted and reached around her back in order to grasp the bow slung there. Obviously she was a drake, a spawn of the dragons, and even though bipedal dragons and reptilians alike weren’t classified to be attractive, this female obviously was, and not to mention she was rare. The reason being because the drake species was predominantly male and females were a rare occurrence and when found they were used for breeding purposes and sometimes kept as slaves unless they mated for life with a drake or lizard-man male. From all around her slate scaled gait the forest sang with life as crickets chirped, frogs croaked, and the occasional bird called out while the bat flitted. -c-

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 All but she was active as she gazed down at a field just towards the forest’s edge, studying a figure that appealed to her interest and posed to be a possible threat. It was a male lizard-man and he appeared to be rather hungry and desperate for a good meal whenever he killed his prey with a bow instead of using his primal instincts and chasing the deer down and leaping upon it wildly before devouring it and savoring its succulent raw meat. Upon seeing the creature being devoured by the tempting male, the she-drake licked her maw once more before nodding. For a few more moments she sat in wait until the lizard-man lay his head down for rest. From the distance she was at, she could see to make sure he fell asleep before she dare make a move let alone let out a sound. -c-

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 When she alas noticed him to be asleep she would slowly stand and glance from side to side before snorting and shaking her head, the braided strands of ebony hair bouncing against her scalp while her ears twitched with life, her legs quivering as they woke from their slumber. Stretching, the female yawned and lifted her bow before reaching for an arrow that rested in the quiver, on which she had hung from a thin branch beside her. Strumming the arrow, she took aim at the male, her glowing eyes squinting slightly as she did so. But before she could fire, something seemed to stop her for she would pause for a second before quickly lowering her bow, pulling the arrow out from the string. Her lips twitched as her tail would suddenly lift before flicking wildly against the leaves of the tree. -c-

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 Apparently a thought came into her mind as she suddenly shrugged and released an exasperated sigh, hanging her bow up on the branch that held her quiver. Quickly now she withdrew her dagger and put it in her mouth and ran towards the end of the branch she stood upon. Her motions were swift and her form barely noticeable as she would suddenly jump, her wings flapping open as she would take flight. It wouldn’t be long until she landed in the field just twenty feet away from the resting beast. Crouching down in the tall grass she withdrew the dagger from her mouth and raised it in an offensive, quick gab motion against her breasts before she darted towards him.

Growling, she would soon leap upon the male, aiming to tackle him and pin him so she could put the blade she wielded, to his jugular. -e-

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 When she tackled the male after his failed attempt at trying to grab what seemed to be shorts and put them on, the huntress would let out a loud hiss and put the dagger she wielded in her right hand, against his throat while her left pinned his shoulder. Don’t you move!” The female commanded in a low, accented voice as she glowered down into his eyes while her body seemed to straddle his. But before she could react to his next movements, she would soon be standing as he pushed her body off and rolled away. Growling in a challenging, territorial manner she lifted the small blade once more, her tail flicking furiously behind her while her body stood poised, her head lowered in order to display her horns and the small frill on her neck. -c-

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 Visible breaths exhaled from her nostrils as she watched the male, ready to strike, that was until he fell to his knees and raise his hands in order to show that he was unarmed. Flinching, she lifted her head slightly and snorted. For a second she seemed like she was ready to say something before she swiftly lunged at him. But instead of tackling the male; who was noticeably weak in his legs, she would go to grab him by the throat, aiming to lift his body and slam him onto the ground in order to display her dominance in this current situation. It seemed that the only way if he wanted to mate with this rare sight, he would most likely have to fight her and force the act upon her, which was nothing bad compared to what was done to some females by drakes and lizard-men alike who were desperate enough to have a legacy. -c-

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 And it would seem like this male had every right to try and court this totally barbaric female even though they have yet to meet; if they would ever have the chance, for love sometimes came at first sight. -e-

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 As this happened, she would be unprepared for her tail to be stepped on as he held onto her shoulders in a firm grasp. Squirming, she was unable to escape but soon became paralyzed when she felt a sharp prick in her backside. Aware of what might occur next her eyes widened as she fell forward, feeling his arms wrap around her waist. When her face hit the grass, she quickly closed her eyes while struggling to lift her clawed hands. Quickly she grasped patches of grass and clenched her teeth. Instinctive, primitive nature lurked inside of her body as pheromones released and told the male all about this female and how she was in her prime, just perfect to be picked from the tree like a priceless fresh fruit. As her body lie there beneath his as she heard his victorious laugh as she would be defeated, her knife just a foot away from her lithe form, only then would her back instinctively arch so her belly would be low in the grass while her rear would lift to brush up against his groin. -c-

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 If he accepted and acknowledged this and took his foot off of her tail, it would entwine around his. The reason behind that would be unknown, but it would be said to keep the female balanced during intercourse, which was usually rough considering that they were still primal beasts. Now as she would be like this, the only thoughts that possibly ran through her mind were fright as she trembled slightly, and if the experience would affect her in any way. However, before she could dare speak again and most likely apologize and let the lizard-man know that he could take what he wanted as long as he spared her life for she knew her strength would be unable to surpass his, he would soon come to slowly lift himself from her frame and back away. This of course surprised the female as her eyes slowly opened her body stiff and still unable to move as her consciousness began to fade bit by bit. -e-

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 For a few hours the female the lizard-man has sedated, remains asleep. She seems rather peaceful when at rest and undisturbed by the movements her keeper makes as he moves her under the outcropping. It was rather nice of him to do, but of course good deeds usually get repaid. So maybe his mind might be on the right track and could be hoping for a certain something to happen whilst he makes his dream catchers. However, it wouldn’t be long until the poison would ware off, thus stirring the female soon after. In a loud groan she awakes after five minutes of movement. Blinking rapidly her gaze falls upon the glowing fire, her clawed hands outstretching towards it as she nuzzles her head into the pigskin underneath of her gait. -c-

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 For a couple minutes she seems to think that she’s elsewhere; possibly at home, before she finally remembers what had happened. In a quick gesture she sits up after emitting a loud, rather feminine gasp. Going into defense mode she gives herself a once over before letting out a low, threatening growl while her eyes narrow, squinting as she slowly glances around. Kicking off the deerskin and wiping her scaled flesh of the blood and other material that were a residue from the homemade blanket, she would feel for her knife before standing up. Weakly she wobbles upon her legs and sways from side to side, almost falling onto her rear as she would suddenly back against the wall and slump against it as she trembles a little. “Damn it…” She curses in a low voice, probably wishing she had brought Taivo with her and hadn’t left her bow and quiver hanging in the tree, as she stands there with her head bowed, unaware that the male; who was much bigger than her, was still around. -e-

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 Remaining silent as she ignored his demand, all the female would do was watch him proceed in his actions before glancing towards the dark outside. Underneath of the outcropping she was safe from the rainfall, but she was still with the one whom she had tried to attack. She had every right to attack him and kill him. He was weak and she could tell by the way he hobbled so. This however did not phase her as her attention would be drawn to him due to sudden surprise as he tossed the deerskin at her. With fast reflexes she caught the material. Staring down at it as she now held it in her arms, her gaze would seem to fall soft as she muttered a small prayer in the drake language so that the animal’s soul could pass into the next world. -c-

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 For now she ignored the lizard-man as he advanced around the place, only to jump when she took notice to him painting the walls. Blinking curiously she edged towards the exit slightly, frowning as she would study his much larger frame and take notice to the little details she did not notice before. For what seemed to be a long time she stood there, remaining silent, that was until she watched him seat himself and ask for her name. Shrugging, the female sat the deer skin down on a flat rock and took a step forth. “You were too armed. I seen the knife you had!” She protested, yet again going in the defense and bringing out pure stubbornness in a fight soon to possibly start. -c-

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 However, her accusations would die out as she glanced away for a moment, standing her ground just six feet before the male subspecies. “I am Hilja Borghild, daughter of Tapio Borghild…leader of the clan of the Tuulikki wood.” She offered in low words as her tail flicked behind her before twitching twice as it fell limp against her rear as she finished her words in such formality with a beautiful accent to boot. -e-

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Hilja Borghild took a step back away from the meat her company had thrown to her as if she were some sort of dog. “I wasn’t hungry.” She replied in a rather rude tone as she cocked her head to the side slightly and leered down at him with a look in her eye that probably explained more of her personality than her words did. “And I don’t care if I was in the wrong, I know I was right because you were invading my territory…idiot.” The female then said about a minute later, snorting in a low tone as her folded wings spread a little while her arms cross over her chest, beneath of her formidably sized breasts that were oddly nice even though she was a reptile of sorts. -c-

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Hilja Borghild didn’t expect the male to approach her like he did, thus making her back away with widened eyes as her hands fell to her sides. Suddenly her breathing rose in pitch as she feared that he might try and make a move upon her now for her arrogance. Despite being a lowly virgin, she seemed to know a lot of what males could do as she observed him carefully whilst he bowed. But when he introduced himself she couldn’t help but to smile a little, scoffing as she slowly shook her head. He must’ve knew of her lineage if he were to strain himself like he did and bow. -c-

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  “No need to bow, Galeth. The formality is old and very annoying.” She soon advised, waving a hand as she turned away from the large male for a moment in order to gaze outside into the dark abyss. “Especially if you have to struggle to even walk. I ain’t gonna take pity upon you because of that but the struggling makes me feel bad for your disability.” Hilja advised, glancing towards him as concern aligned her tone of voice while at the same time making yet another rude remark. It seemed that after all she wasn’t really yearning to kill him right away. -e-

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Hilja Borghild let out a low growl when Galeth called her a fool and turned to him so he could see her display of serrated teeth. That was until she seen him take a glance at her breasts. When that happened, she shifted uncomfortably and crossed her arms more over her chest so he could not see. Observing him momentarily she would wait until she caught him stargazing. She always did that when she was a child, but now that she was older she never had time to do such a thing, especially after a nice rainfall. Hearing the crickets chirp outside calmed the female, making her close her eyes as her wings refolded against her backside. -c-

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  “Look, I am not one to not repay my debts, and I know that I owe you my life for sparing mine…but I’m going to leave. Try and stop me if you want, but you’re going to have to run pretty far. And I think keeping my dagger should be enough as payment.” Hilja said quietly as she slowly shook her head, her eyes reopening as she began to stride towards the outside. If Galeth really wanted her company that badly, let alone her in general, he’d have to bring her back in himself with a much more forceful approach. -e-

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 A low growl escaped the female as she slowly entered the establishment after slowly and curiously turning the handle to the door as if she had never lain eyes on one before. Her dull amber eyes flicked from side to side in a quick manner whilst her long, scaly tail flicked behind her before the tip touched the wooden floorboards. Bipedal in posture, her body would be slightly hunched a little as her wings folded securely upon her backside. Snorting as she inhaled the various scents that filled the brightly lit room as her eight foot five inch figure towered over most, she would curiously gaze down at the human items such as tables and chairs, that surrounded her scaly dragon-like gait. -c-

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 As a drake she lived most of her life within the woods and mountains of her home in Tuulikki, and rarely strayed into civilization such as this, thus making her curious and a bit ignorant of all that was around her as she made her way forth with slow, baby steps as her clawed feet scraped against the floor and made 'scrching' sounds. Curious now as she slowly made her way past Camameal whilst she carried a baby in her arms and spoke to it as if it could communicate and sat in a booth, the almost skimpily clad female would glance back at her as she continued forth, not really knowing where she was going at this point but feared that stopping would be an offense or draw a lot of attention to herself. -e-

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 After being unable to sit at the bar without knocking over more than four stools, Hilja made herb way quickly over to a table and pulled out a chair in a skittish manner. In fear of breaking it or flipping the table, she slowly sat down with her amber eyes narrowed as she slowly glanced about her. Thankfully there wasn't much people here so she had some space and less stares at her dragon-like appearance and her strange ways. However, she happened to take notice that there was one like her, or almost like her. After taking in his scent, Hilja at first shook her head before her gaze flicked over to Maelik. -c-

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 Upon seeing him she flinched back a little. She had seen no one so powerful such as him, but yet she sensed that power came from something unknown and was not drake. Sitting up a little, Hilja's jaws parted as she took a deep breath and slowly licked her lips. After doing that she glanced down at her clawed hands momentarily. "I never thought I wouldn't be alone here." She thought, glancing towards him once more before perking up as a barmaid made her way towards her. Of course the barmaid was trembling a bit, but still offered to Hilja a polite smile. -c-

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 A couple minutes passed now as she made conversation with the woman whom took her order and almost ran off to fetch it with haste. "Humans are always afraid." Would be the last thing Hilja mumbled under her breath as she began to dig her clawed fingernails into the table surface and carve small little designs into the wood. -e-