Name: Cia Anisi
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Species: Human
Abilities: She only has one ability, and it is that she is entirely invulnerable to any exterior effects. This applies to anything that would directly affect her, such as a sword to the chest, a magically-induced hallucination, or a firestorm scorching the area around her. It does not, however, apply to something like a locked room. She has no other real skills to speak of, be they magical, a trade, or really anything else.
Weapons: None. She has no knowledge in weapon usage, and no aptitude despite trying to learn. She does carry some magical explosives, though, since it’s rather fun to literally blow up without getting hurt.
Appearance: Pretty much your standard human appearance. Knee-length black hair, which she ties up as best she can but which continues to grow because she has no way of cutting it. She’s got pale skin despite being outside all the time, and an overall look akin to someone who hasn’t done a heavy day's work in her entire life. That doesn’t mean she isn’t somewhat in shape, though, since this kind of life tends to force that on a person.
Cia is five and a half feet tall, one hundred twenty pounds, and wears bright and noticeable clothing. She doesn’t have anything protective on since she doesn’t need it, and really just wears what is most comfortable since she’s not devoid of feeling.
Background: Put simply, Cia has never been a lot of good at anything. She’s always had a lot of enthusiasm, but never much skill to back it up. That hasn’t changed much up to the present. The only real difference is that she can’t get hurt anymore, and how that happened she has absolutely no idea. Well, she has some idea, but it's only knowing that she took a tumble down her basement stairs and felt some kind of liquid dripping before she passed out. Anything else is lost, and she never got any answers about it from anyone or from a following investigation.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.
06-Jun-2020 02:40:39