Name: Khivi (^kee vee) Gender: Female, she/her, aro/bi Age: 35, definitely doesn't look it Relations: family unknown currently, but it's very clear that Etan will have clones of her produced, she's a keeper Height/Build: 5'7", seems taller than she is due to her imposing personality; muscular and toned, used to quite a bit of physical activity but not burdened by bulging musculature, not remarkably curvy but clearly feminine Skintone: dark brown, somehow unmarred and without scars Hair: very dark brown to black, kept in braids as shown, sometimes done up and fancy to fit in with local habits, others kept in a snug bun out of her way; quite long, she takes pride in her hair Eyes: nearly black, but if they could burn with flame they absolutely would; narrowed, under long judgy brows Voice: steel sharpened to a fine edge, her voice can be shrill if she's panicked but that's hardly ever; otherwise growling and low, measured, with a large vocabulary Preferred Look: she needs very little to look her best, and can fit in with virtually any locale's expected attire given her very large selection of goods and gear (both stolen and purchased). She rarely has a smile on her gorgeous face, though she can put on a mask of pleasantries and vapid party-goer as well as an unfeeling blank slate. She does enjoy more practical outfits in browns, tans, and neutral colors without patterns Art From/Inspiration: photo of Veronika Collins; Meiker / Elequinoa Fairytale Duet maker; character info provided by Ty Residence: Glades, and now that she has an assortment of Beasts, she has been given reign to design her own dome Personality: Though she is not necessarily malicious, Khivi is practiced, chill, diligent, and sure of herself in ways that are exactly as threatening as that icy glare above. She has a job, she plans it out, gets it done, gets a reward of whatever sort, and moves on to the next. Rarely seeking rest-and-relaxation, she does seem rather tightly-wound, and even if people think she's fiercely attractive and tend to throw themselves at her (at least in the context of the Arx, less so in the Glades setting because they know her a little better) because she is very strong willed and confident |
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Education/Skills: Highly intelligent, and exploits her natural ability to observe and emulate so well that she became a spy rather earlier than people want to think. Thievery was even earlier, mostly for herself at first, but when Etan encountered her he put her to work and she's never thought of doing anything else since. Spying and rearranging who has what information, loot, and the occasional 'accidental' death are all her domain, and she has been given free reign on most of her tasks because she's able to adjust and keep the Glades ideals and security in mind. She has always excelled in infiltration and exfiltration techniques, including climbing, running, stealth, and lock-picking. But equally she's good with human infiltration as well - as long as the party guests don't know who she is, she can be anyone. She seems to choose either 'blending in with the servants' or 'blending in as a trophy wife' or 'blending in as a visiting dignitary' with equal flair and success. Powers: while Khivi doesn't have any overt powers, she has a very strong psionic latency that allows her to be communicated with at longer distance, and with a clearer mind than most. But it's also a mind that has a steel trap of a closure to it, and even Etan is wary of her because opening a connection to her mind works both ways. She cannot initiate this communication, but any other telepath around including any dragons or their ilk, will find her dark eyes looking through theirs if they so much as brush up against her. This also seems to act as a defense, if she is aware of a mind - including Etan's - around her own, she can shut off her own mind from it, and she is one of the very few people who are capable of resisting Etan's mental nudges or even his blistering 'mind-fire'. And yes: they have tested that theory. What would literally melt the brain of a weaker person, his psionic attack 'gives her a bit of a headache'. Etan has kept this in mind, and perhaps even worries about it, because even if she cannot initiate contact, he can't pry if he needs to see anything, without being given away himself... Enhancements: it's possible that Etan has had her cloned and replaced already, because she is just-a-little-faster, just-a-touch stronger than she seems like she should be. History: As a very young child, Khivi was orphaned and picked up as a 'stray' by one of Etan's wandering lackeys. It's a good thing they did, because she's been quite the adept addition to their cabal. She seems happy to be part of his crew, though 'happy' in that she is quick to do his bidding but also occasionally offers her viewpoint and ideas. Some of those ideas have been put into use, which Khivi is proud of. And unlike some in his group, she's no mewling yes-man, she will raise concerns and counterpoints, with the confidence that only she could muster. Anyone else that argues with him at times... might wind up a puddle of burning goo. |
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Current Events: Etan, or E'tan, whatever he's going by these days (there are more than one of him, she knows this, and finds it amusing that she can keep them straight, others don't tell the diffrerence at all - whether they can tell the difference they don't) seems to be gearing up for something, and she didn't even have to ask to be included. The blond-haired leader of the Glades put her on 'getting some eggs' for him. She cased the place, decided on a course of action, and would have made it in and out with a double-armful of eggs... But of course then she discovered there was another egg gatherer. Thief, okay, whatever, Eh'oll - who she doesn't believe even made it this far. Every time she looks at him it's with a critically narrowed eye, she's sure that they've met before, positive of it, but he could be anyone. She mistrusts him, where anyone else just lets him slide. She will continue to watch him now, with good reason. That reason was the eggs that either of them were about to try getting out with started hatching. They had somehow managed to sequester themselves a little apart from the rest, and while their hatchlings were chowing down (on ... well, other hatchlings) Khivi and Eh'oll guarded themselves and their new charges. They had to remain with the rest of the bonded, once it was all over, but both of them separately realized that this was for the best. Guiding these Beasts was difficult at best, some of the newly bonded lost their minds, or their lives, in the process of that education. By the time Etan's riders picked them up, it was getting ... quite hot in the Arx. Too hot. Uncomfortably hot, dangerous, and time to leave. Arriving back to the Glades with a group of increasingly powerful and impressive Beasts, Khivi (okay, and L) chose their new locations - far apart from one another, because let's not mince words, she doesn't want him near her and only if their Beasts start having babies will it even matter that they're around each other. |
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