Age: 24
Sex: Female
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 125 lbs
Body Type: Mesomorph
Voice Type: Mezzo-Soprano
Personality: Aloof and
tranquil are the two most common words used to describe Feline. Regardless of what’s going on in her head, she never betrays it outside. If she were happy, depressed, anxious, frightened, or muderously angry, you’d never know it by looking at her. The reason behind this lack of emotion comes from a dark and tragic place, enough to make even the Red-Eyed Demon feel sorry for her. She rarely speaks unless there’s something important to be said, and rarely ever engages anyone else in anything other than training during which she will still remain completely silent.
Despite her distant nature, Feline has a gentle and compassionate soul. Through all of her feigned indifference lies a deep concern and love for those who have touched her heart. For those she loves, she would throw herself onto a spike and die the slow, agonizing death it brought if it meant sparing one she cares about any kind of misery. Because of this, she seems to have a split personality born of necessity to protect her gentle heart from the horrors life has brought her. If it were possible to tell her story with a single look, it would be the tears that stream from her eyes in her sleep every night that would reveal her innermost feelings.
Biography: Feline was born twenty four summers ago in Cre’ Est to a homeless mother who had been used, abused, and thrown out like garbage by a nobleman who swindled her family out of their every last possession. Having been born on the streets, she knew what it meant to struggle in order to survive. Both she and her mother were regularly subjected to ridicule, disdain, and anger from the local citizens of the smaller city of Kelthal, Cre’ Est. As well, the pair regularly received beatings when they were caught stealing from food stalls or digging through someone’s trash for scraps of food. Feline’s body was toughened by these experiences, but her mother always taught her that though the world was cruel its heart was in the right place. The people who treated them so poorly were afraid of becoming just like them, and so as a self defense mechanism they shunned and beat the two of them to help themselves get through the day.
As a result, Feline learned to love her fellow Cre’ Itian citizens despite the harsh treatment they provided her.
When Feline was eight years old, she was out searching for her daily scraps of food when she was suddenly clubbed in the back of the head and knocked unconscious. She awoke to… Something no child should ever be subjected to. It was a fate she shared with her mother side by side and suffering together. But whereas Feline was tossed aside after the horror had ended, her mother was not so lucky. She was brutally maimed and murdered before her head was taken as a trophy by their captors, and Feline was forced to watch all of it with her eye lids held open. Feline was then thrown back on the street, bloody and violated in every way possible.
She limped into the shadows of the city that night and cried herself to sleep.
Miraculously, Feline survived her ordeal and her brush with death that night. She was taken in while she slept by a kindly old woman named Helen who had found her and brought her to her home. Helen cleaned Feline’s body, tended to her wounds, and set her down in a soft, comfortable bed in which Feline slept the entire day away. When Feline woke, she knew not where she was. As Helen walked in and greeted her with a smile and a warm cup of tea, Feline knew that she had been shown a kindness that she could never repay. Helen took care of Feline for the next four months, hurting the girl back to health before tragedy struck once again.
Just as Feline approached the end of her recovery period, Helen suffered a heart attack in the middle of preparing a meal for Feline and died on her kitchen floor. Feline had been unable to help her, being a child and not knowing how to do anything to prevent or assist someone having a heart attack. She cried for help for almost an hour before someone finally came and found Helen dead on her floor. Helen was given a funeral which Feline watched from a distance, and as it ended she slunk back into the shadows of the city’s underbelly. And it was there she stayed for the next several years until she was twelve years old as life forced her to make a change.
Not long after her twelfth birthday, Feline was once again the subject of horrors no child should face. This time she was alone, which oddly made it that much worse than the first time. Her captors kept her, however, instead of throwing her out like trash. She was then placed into sexual slavery and remained there for five years. And the reason she escaped… Chance.
By sheer chance Feline was saved by the Red-Eyed Demon who slaughtered her captors and, while simply fulfilling his mission, inadvertently released her and the other sex slave prisoners. Naked and alone with nothing to her name, Feline paired up with one of the prisoners she’d met and befriended during her captivity. The pair had stuck together and became a paired-deal. For a price, customers could get both of them at the same time. They stuck together through all of the horror. Every day and every night. They endured. They cried in each other’s arms. And they kept each other alive.
Together they made their way back to Cre’ Est where they once again found themselves in the underbelly of the city. But they were not content to stay there. Using what little they were able to gather over the course of several months time, they managed to pay for decent clothing and hair treatment. Now looking like respectable women once again, they walked through the streets with their head held high and garnered the attention of numerous young men. Both were propositioned to on several occasions, and both chose to marry the finest young man they could. But these marriages would not last…
Despite her new life as the wife of a respectable young man of upper-commonwealth stature, Feline’s turn of fortune came at a bad time. Her young husband’s father died of illness, and his mother was swindled out of the family estate… Just like Feline and her mother way back when. Feline, however, was not about to let the same thing happen twice. Using the strength and determination to survive she’d found in captivity, she once again, through sheer force of will, turned her fortune in her favor. She trailed the noble responsible to his estate one night and infiltrated it by tampering with the lock on his front gate. Sneaking in one night, she smothered him in his sleep and ensured death by using a broken vase he knocked over to slice his throat. On the way out, she stole a priceless family heirloom of his and snuck back into the shadows to sell it on the black market.
With a new fortune, both physical and metaphorical, in tact, she returned to her worried husband and showed him what she’d managed to acquire… But he was not the type of man to accept what she had done. In fact, because of what she’d done, even though it was for both of their sakes, he called her a “monster” and left her alone in the streets disappearing around a corner never to be seen by her again. Tears fell from her eyes as her hand, clutching her new fortune, sank to her side. On her face, a soft smile began to spread.
Days later, Feline was discovered sitting in an alleyway by none other than the woman she’d paired with in the sex trade. She took Feline in and showed her that their fortunes had become eerily similar. She too had lost her new husband to unfortunate circumstances beyond her control despite her efforts to help him. Reunited and with a fortune to share, the two paired once again… This time, as lovers. Using their collected fortune, the pair bought their first real home and lived together from that moment on.
But the Gods seemed out to get Feline, as just one year later her lover was struck down by a devastating illness brought by their sex trade circumstances. Feline was once again alone and feeling lost, but this time she had fortified her resolve and would not let sadness take her back to the depths of lonely agony. She fought hard every day and night to stay on top of her sorrow and control her emotions so as not to give in to the horrible things that had taken her life away at every step. She would not let the Gods win. Not this time.
And at last… At long last… Feline’s fortunes changed for the better and would remain so to the present day.
Shortly after her twentieth birthday, Feline was once again in a position which would have otherwise horrified her as a child. But now… She was used to it. As her clothing was torn away and she prepared for the inevitable, a sudden fountain of blood spraying onto the walls beside her caught her attention. She slid to the ground as the grip of one of her attackers loosened, and as her head turned she beheld those glowing red eyes which had saved her from the horrors of the sex trade three years ago. The Red-Eyed Demon had saved her once again.
Feline thanked him for helping her, and he took notice of her calm and emotionally detached demeanor. After commenting on how calm she was despite the circumstances, Feline cut him off saying it was of no concern to him. He agreed, but insisted that she come with him… A most intriguing offer. She followed the Demon to a small, seemingly abandoned house at the edge of town where he told her to get undressed and lay on the table he’d prepared. She was most wary of this, but she did as commanded and expected him to perform some kind of sexual assault against her. But what she received instead shocked her beyond words.
The Red-Eyed Demon performed numerous healing procedures on her. A massage, drifting between soft and deep tissue to relax her muscles and soothe her nerves. An herbal ointment applied to her skin all across her body from head to toe which softened it and warmed her against the cold. And finally a concoction which she drank that was a combination of tea and some kind of herb she couldn’t identify. He told her that the herb would help her body stave off the kind of illnesses which took her lover from her… But how did he know about that?
Feline was then allowed to take a bath, dress herself, and return home with the Demon as her escort (from a distance). With this meeting now in the books, Feline slept soundly for the first time in over a decade and a half. Despite the fact that the Red-Eyed Demon somehow knew about her lover, there was something about his words and actions which made her believe that he was not unlike herself. But this was the final straw for Feline. Having been nearly raped once again by men who had ill intentions, Feline made the choice to train and strengthen her body and mind so that next time she would be able to protect herself properly. And once again… Fate intervened.
The Red-Eyed Demon appeared to her once again at the end of one of her training sessions, and asked her a series of questions which resulted in something extraordinary.
He asked her what her life meant to her, to which she replied “it means nothing”. He asked her if she wanted to die, to which she replied “it would not change the world if I did”. He asked her why she felt the need to train and get stronger, to which she replied “so I am not taken by wicked men”. He asked her if she still cared about the lives of her fellow citizens, to which she replied “more than I do about myself”. And finally… He asked her what she would do if Te’i Sai were vanquished and Cre’ Est given the chance to forever decide its own fate, to which she replied “I don’t know, but whatever I did would involve finding a way to help protect people from suffering as I did”.
The Red-Eyed Demon then held a vial of reddish liquid up for her to see, and offered for her to take it. However, he warned her that if she did take it there was a roughly 99% chance that she would perish due to the strain it placed on her body. She scoffed, telling him that there was little anything anyone or anything could do to her that would be worse than what she’d already lived through time and again. She took the vial and asked what it was, to which she received the answer. To say she was astonished was an understatement, but with the knowledge that the contents of the vial would allow her to do exactly as she dreamed was more than enough to make her take the plunge. She downed the vial, and for the next seventy two hours she endured pain the likes of which she never knew was possible. How she remained sane was anyone’s guess, but she survived much to her own and even the Red-Eyed Demon’s surprise.
And now… Feline is among the few who live with power unlike anything anyone could imagine. Never again were men able to take her by force. Never again did she fail to save someone after taking lessons from Linde and training from the Demon himself. And never again did she suffer the humiliation and sorrow of allowing the Gods to have their way with her. Now
she had the power. Now
she had the means and motivation to forge ahead unopposed. And now it was
she who would control her own fate.
And she would do it all in the way the Gods seemed intent on her
not being able to... Side by side with others.
