Gender: Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es): Ian
Age: 16
Race: Demon-Possessed Human
Appearance: She’s a fairly small young woman to be honest, her height is diminutive for a girl her age and her weight leaves her thin. Looking at her, she really seems like a beanpole, and her bones can be seen stretching through her pale skin in areas too. But these aren’t the traits which most define her, Ianthe’s noteworthy physical appearance comes from the wolfish ears and tail on her person. Matching the reddish color of her hair, the girl has a set of canine ears protruding from the top of her skull while she has a rather thick tail coming from the base of her spine that extends below her knees. Her hair itself is long, going to about her hips, and she has a set of rather blatant red eyes.
Along with her wolfish ears and tail, Ianthe also has with her fangs and claws upon her hands. Despite her canine features, her appearance really is that of a girl her age, her appearance is very young and youthful, matching her age of sixteen quite well.
It’s also oddly common for her to be seen walking around with bandages around her forearms and over her hands.
Preferred Clothing: Basically what you see her wearing—Ian likes to keep her clothing simple enough, long shirts and pants if possible, of course she isn’t beyond spicing the look up with a few accessories and such. . . . She’s not beyond cloaks and such as well. In terms of things, she actually doesn’t much care for shoes and would rather go about barefooted everywhere if she could, but since that’s not practical in cities with their paved roads, she wears simple slip-on shoes.
Height: 5 ft (152 cm) (Measured by the tops of her ears, not her head!)
Weight: 85 lbs (39 kg)
Measurements: 32-23-34 (81-58-86)
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Red
Notable Features: Wolfish features; ears, tail, claws and fangs, then there is her red eyes and this energetic atmosphere she maintains.
Personality: A strange amalgamation of perceptiveness, intelligence and lightheartedness, she is indeed an interesting person. There are times where she may act as if she is disinterested in the happenings around her, like she is lost in her own little world, but the truth is that she is always paying attention to the world around her and is taking in every bit of it all. Times can pass over when she seems the shallow sort, that she does not care about others and their strife, only about simple things, maintaining relationships with people that only goes skin-deep. Although she does indeed socialize in a way that can keep others from feeling as if they are getting close to her, or that they are getting to see a deeper side of her, the reality is that Ianthe always acts as she feels. If there is a smile on her face, and she’s playing the part of a joker, then that’s simply what one will get from her.
She likes acting like a jokester, being lighthearted and such—she finds such an approach refreshing and simplistic compared to the gravity of the world at hand. While she can be teasing, sarcastic and purposefully make bad puns and lame jokes, she knows when to stop this, when things call for a more gentle approach.
In line with her less-than-serious self, she tends to act childlike at times, moving around constantly when awake, speaking in a extremely casual manner and simply acting as if she’s always having fun. She can seem as if she is weak-willed and is lacking in intelligence due to her mannerisms, but this could be not be more opposite of the truth. Ianthe has a resolute heart, and is a girl who is sure of herself. In a way, she is very odd—while having faith in herself, and her views, she also realizes that the way she sees the world is flawed and imperfect, so something she believes might be wrong in the eyes of another. But, she also will flat out tell another that their own way of seeing the world is the same, imperfect and flawed due to their humanity and limited scope of understanding. Her policy is that she’ll respect the views of another without question if they can do the same for her.
Although she can seem arrogant due the certainness she has in her own mindset and way of seeing the world, that could not be more of a lie. She is a very modest girl who views herself as being a completely average individual, no better than anyone else. Life is significant to her in all forms, everyone is important, she is above no one and below no one. In a way, she can seem as if she is solitary due to the fact that her outward self can be caught in-between her joking and her more serious side. It is true she does like being alone sometimes, but Ianthe enjoys being around others a lot as well. She is an amicable girl who likes the company of people.
Going along with her strong spirit and unwavering views, she is actually a girl who is rather tough despite looking like she might be the delicate sort. Those who matter to her receive her full protection, doing so with words and force, if the need be. She is not someone who falls victim to rage or anger at all, virtually speaking—she has no berserk buttons or anything that really seems to send her into a fit. When she is defending a person even, she displays impressive sang-froid. She would rather settle a matter with words than anything else. It is odd to find a person who doesn’t seem to suffer from fury at all, even in situations that might rouse the tempers of others, Ianthe can be found displaying disappointment rather than anger. Disappointment because she believes that people are capable of better, they are intelligent enough to make good choices, and to not act so terribly.
Because of how she views humanity, she is a rather accepting sort, there is little in a person she can’t overlook in order to take one as who they are. Due to this, Ianthe makes for a perceptive person, as she is a good listener, capable of encouraging words and appropriate advice.
Her ways, the silliness in her coupled with her accepting ways, and protective nature toward her important people, it gives her something of a maternal sort of feel. Ianthe seems motherly, to those both younger and older than she is, it seems odd in a way—she’s apt at calming people down, scolding them for inappropriate behaviors and giving comfort to those who need it. She is a source of solace for those who need it, and is more than willing to provide this for even complete strangers. Seeing people happy is what she wants, to make others smile, she wants that. . . .
Of course . . . she can be rather affectionate too, even if she can be a calm girl who seems far too perceptive for her age, her maturity has its limits. She can be prone to hugging people, and clinging onto them. There are also some rather odd quirks present in her as well, very interesting indeed. Something of a klutz, it’s not uncommon to find her banging into something/one, falling, tripping or knocking things over, yet she’s able to laugh at herself in these instances rather than become embarrassed.
Even if her heart is a strong one, there is no denying that she is actually a rather sensitive girl, although she can come off seeming as if she really is affected by the world at large due to her displaying little emotion toward things, and expressing them only in ‘disappointment,’ Ianthe is a very sensitive young woman. As much of a dork as she can be, even with the smiles and the dissatisfaction she shows toward things that would anger others . . . she is someone who can fall to tears rather quickly. If she comes into hopelessness or feels as if someone she cares for is beyond her ability to aid, she will cry. She is odd, for she sheds tears for others and not for herself—she never cries for herself. Even if someone says they hate her, even someone she really likes, she does not cry. Even to pain, there are no tears, it’s only for other people that she ever succumbs to crying. But, that’s often. . . . Her heart is sensitive, she is an empathetic young woman along with perceptive, so she easily finds herself crying for others.
As sensitive, perceptive and intelligent as she is, she is also a blunt young woman who speaks her honest mind, and gives her straightforward opinions to others, even if those are words that might sting.
Oddities: She is literally unable to inflict harm upon another living being but herself, she carries with her a curse that had been bound to a demon she allowed into her body. The curse keeps Ianthe from harming others in the way of if she makes an attempt to do so, her body will be racked with sudden and intense pain that will nearly cripple her movements.
Her blood is silver rather than red—a result of the demon within her body.
The blood in her body is capable of healing most any sort of physical wound in the sense that it speeds up the body’s natural healing processes by multitudes. It is still possible for someone to die even if she’s used her blood to try to heal them. . . . Though her blood can quickly heal another person, it will not quickly heal herself, so any injuries she takes on will only heal as quickly as that as a normal person unless some other method of healing is used on her.
Despite her small size, she has a rather impressive appetite.
If she gets anxious or nervous, she’ll sometimes begin tugging on her wolfish ears with a rather uncertain expression on her face.
The ears on her head and the tail on her rear react to her emotions, they move like a dog’s world in reaction to sound or to her emotions.
Even though she has amnesia, she doesn’t seem to actually care much, even if she is looking for someone who might know her, she’s pretty upbeat and plenty happy with her nomadic life and lack of known family.
Likes: Good food, sunshine, people, reading, exploring, talking, and shopping.
Dislikes: Burnt/spicy/bitter food, isolation, darkness, thunderstorms, and when people do bad things.
Hobbies: Exploring, reading, talking to people, healing anyone injured, and sleeping.
Fears/Phobias: She’s kind of oddly ignorant toward most things so she doesn’t really appear to bear any known phobias. . . .
Powers:
Blessed Blood?
She has unusual blood—while she can’t do anything too magical with it, Ianthe is able to use it to heal others by forcing herself to bleed and allowing the blood to seep onto another person’s wound. For reasons even she doesn’t completely understand, the blood is able to quickly heal up most injuries, and can aid in internal ones as well . . . if someone is willing to ingest her blood.
Barrier Maiden
She is a literal one of these—although she can’t hurt anyone, she is able to use defensive magic of sorts in the way of putting up a barrier that is rather hard to break. It doesn’t actually hurt anything that touches it, rather it just acts like a wall and keeps those she wants to stay away from her, out. The barrier will act as a solid wall to the unwanted while those she doesn’t mind can slip through it.
Weapon: Due to a curse, she is unable to harm anyone so she bears no weapon.
Fighting Style: Cannot fight due to a demon’s curse, so she acts as a defensive fallback and a healer with her blood.
Personal History: In all truth, her history is something of a question mark—all that Ianthe knows about herself for sure is that she’s been wandering around for the last year, just exploring. Before when she was a normal girl, she formed a pact with a wolf demon she encountered who was being pursued due to special properties her blood possessed, injured, the wolf resorted to asking a favor of the young Ianthe. She asked if she could sleep inside the girl for a time—to recover and to hide. The demon was left with something of an odd curse in line with the properties her blood possessed that kept her from being able to successfully fight back against anyone or thing that sought to hurt her, she was unable to injure anyone.
Ianthe had agreed to the pact, letting the demon house herself within her body, the transition however wiped the girl’s memories from her. She remembered nothing of her former life and knew only a few certain things, her first name the fact that she had a demon sleeping within her, and she also knew well enough of the demon’s powers and why her blood was so special. The demon’s blood and powers had become her own while she slept within Ianthe’s body—having gone from human to demon-possessed changed the color of Ian’s blood from red to silver. And she took on the demon’s strange curse, and became unable to ever inflict injury upon another person or thing.
Since waking up from the demon coming to rest within her body, Ianthe has become a mere traveler, going around to see if she might be able to find someone who knows her or at least of her, all the while she uses the demon’s mysterious blood to heal anyone injured she comes across, even if it causes herself harm. . . . She’s seen many things in the last year, but remains a rather inexperienced young woman regardless.
Other: The baggie around her neck is where she carries her money.