CHARACTER

Name:

Kerri Pallidus (KAIR-ree)



Age:

18, Born Frost 28, 60 AC

Species and Gender:

Panda Faunus, Female

Symbol:



Occupation:

Beacon First Year, Humanitarian, Internet personality, Guitarist of Grimm Omen, Public Speaker,

Appearance:

Height 6’3
Weight 160

Kerri has a Wraithlike visage. Her black and white streaked hair is long down to waist length. A pair of panda ears stick out of the top of her head and  her hair falls down on her face  and covers her face and eyes. Due to damage to her eyes she is blind and constantly suffers from subconjunctival hemorrhaging. (bloody whites of eyes)  and around her sunken eyes are dark blemishes. (Due to vein damage).  She is tall with a skinny unhealthy build, stringy muscle with a lack of fat and her entire upper body and limbs have a multitude of scars caused from her injuries from factory labor and combat damage.Kerri’s appearance unnerves people and she uses this fact to her advantage.

Her clothing style is eccentric and Gothic,  usually based on the dress of past noble style (Victorian). From childhood she idolized the dress of old nobles and royals. She imagined herself in that world  as a child and that fantasy was one of the few comforts she could fall back on as a child. She now adds twisted themes and concepts of Gothic style to match her devilish theme. (All of her clothing is handmade.)

Her casual attire tends to be the same Gothic style, similar to her combat and band gear. she prefers dark clothing but loves dressing up, Her clothing style tends to change from day to day although it usually has the same Gothic themes. She usually modifies most bought clothes she wears in some way.

Her combat and band attire is made to intimidate people due to her need to prove herself capable (even if it means scaring others.) Her  hair's a mess of  knee length long black and white streaked hair that covers her entire face .  She wears bandages on her legs and feet (She puts rubber padding around her feet under the bandages so she can remain mobile. ) It allows her to use the texture of the ground as landmarks to keep herself orientated though now she tends to wear the bandages in her casual wear now.



History:

--Early Life--11 years

Kerri was born in a slum located in outer Atlas She and her parents worked hard to survive .  As she watched them work hard to try to provide for her at a young age she had a  want to help provide and not be a burden to her family. Her mother and father attempted to make the most of their meager lives. They constantly tried to give the best to their little angel. But she felt a need to pay it back. She learned to knit and dance from her mother and tried to make and sell her own wares. Three months in a row she had secretly saved up by trading a selling fabric until she had enough to slowly weave clothing. She took small scraps of material separated them and slowly but surely made them into renditions of pictures from the stories her parents read to her. Although she did this in secret she practiced her mother's art of handweaving.

When her mother was away or sleeping she would attach her fabric to the loom and weave in the dark slowly day by day making scarves and gloves , although made childishly with bright colors and frills, they were of decent quality although there were some imperfections. Taking out to sell she went to the street where most of the neighbourhood traded and bartered and bought one of the clothing sets she had made. This one was a scrappy attempt at a regal robe. Once she was there she tried to sell the clothes until a group of people older than her grabbed it and ran.

Heart broken at the loss of her work she trudged home and the next day brought out another article of clothing. This time it was a simple robe but again they came and stole it.  Angry she stomped home and this time she brought her last piece of clothing. A Dress based off of one one of her favorite stories.. `The Girl in the Tower`. It seemed that the third day was the charm  as she finally managed to sell her wares. She didn't get much but she made over 400 Lien (Yen) more money she had ever held at one time. As she left the boys came back and this time stole her money from her. ‘How dare they, I earned that! ‘ She thought livid with  anger. With ignorant courage the little girl followed the thieves that had stolen from her. She slowly tracked them using her faunus sight allowing her to keep track of them from afar them when darkness had already fallen. She heard strange noises in the shadows, noises that she had never heard before. She remembered always being told to stay away from this part of the slums. ‘I won't be here long,’ She thought.

People were drooling and gagging on the streets, screams could be heard from some houses and a strange coppery odour seemed to leech from the buildings. She quickly shook off her distractions as the group she was stalking went into a nearby building that towered over all the others. Following them she looked inside and saw an terror-inducing sight. The building was filled with chained people of various colors and creeds. They were all in cages and asleep and to her horror some of them she recognized. One strange thing that stood out to her was that they all seemed to be Faunus. Swallowing her panic she resolved to tell her parents about this place, they would know what to do. She noticed that the boys were hurrying into a certain room. “Just a peek” she thought “Then I'll leave” curiosity mixing with determination to not let her journey be in vain made her press on.

She went to walk into the room before she heard a voice yell. “Stop!” Kerri tried to run did but her legs wouldn't move her body felt strange as if it was being puppeteered. She stood still her body frozen in mid stride, she started to cry but with a command of silence her voice squeaked into quietness. “‘Well we could always use another worker” he said as he waved his hand and she fell asleep. When she woke startled and afraid Kerri found herself in some decrepit mine shaft. Sitting there shaking with panic and confusing with a million question running through her head she looked around. It only took a few minutes for a few men to come in and force her to her feet. The next coming days would be hell as they evaluated her “potential”. She was put to the test everyday running various tasks in the seemingly endless maze of tunnels. A week or so after she had been captured...was it a week? She had lost track of time in the dis-orientating dark of the caves. She was escorted into the factory facilities above the mines. Immediately after getting to the factory she was forced to help move around hazardous materials for refining dust and transporting  crates of refined dust. Her malnourished petite physique and young age prevented her from doing most of the work in the mines but her only redeemable quality was her size. Being able to fit into places that adults couldn't.   



--Escape--13 year old
She became scared of the humans keeping her head down and trying to get her jobs done as soon as she could. Being constantly beaten with blunt and sharp instruments alike. She never even thought of fighting back until she found something interesting… About three years during production she walked by some of the cells of ‘misbehaving’ slaves. She found to her curiosity that most of them donned monster like masks. She also found that the people who wore them were hurt the worse. She was intrigued by them, slowly but surely she began to talk to them. Overtime she started to feel what she hadn't felt in a long time. The feeling that came with establishing a relationship with another human being...how long had she been in here, she had forgotten. It became part of her daily routine, trying to scrounge up as much time as she could to talk to these people. One day was set apart different than the others. When she arrived they told her to bring all the people that she could quickly.  As silently as she could she brought all  of the people that she found were idle over to them. The group smiled and bathed them all with a glowing aura (Unlocking their aura) they whispered “Make them pay…”. A few minutes later an escort of guards came in and broke up the meeting.  There as much protest but eventually the poor people were forced out of the cells by the humans and were never seen again. Work continued as usual until in the sleeping room. Some of the others that attended that same meeting she did started exhibiting strange powers. While their strength grew they were still too scared and scattered to rebel...for now.

As the days pressed on Kerri’s frail frame was starting to crack. Her years of malnourishment and poor physique were catching up. While she was carrying a very dangerous box of dust that needed to be transported through a tiny transportation shaft, she dropped her load and collapsed. Kerri struggled to her feet, one of the overseers started to beat her yelling obscenities and raving. As he aimed a kick towards her she let out a pulse of aura instinctively blocking his kick sending him stumbling back. In that moment of intensity Kerri felt … powerful, in control, she could feel everything around her without a glance . She wanted to protect herself  Feeling rage building deep within her she willed the worst thing to imagine to form in front of her  and with a gasp she conjured her own fear a Grimm sized Human made out of her shadow like aura . The pulse of aura from conjuring it had  set off the ice dust sending spikes of ice into different machinery.

Small particles of ice had gotten into her eye but she didn't notice more than a small tingling sensation. Willing her apparition to attack the humans the other slaves followed and used the aura and semblances  given to them from the white fang members. But with their lack of control, experience and coordination  cause them, to end up  setting off a chain reaction of most of the dust in the factory causing a massive explosion. When rescue crews got to the wreckage most of the slavers were either dead or escaped and there was only a few survivors.

---New Life---
When Kerri woke up she found herself in a hospital nearly completely unable to see and her eyes burning. The chemicals that had been kicked up by the explosion had blinded her and given her eyes a horrifying appearance. They look sickly, melted as they rested slightly sunk into her face. After getting medical attention she soon found out there was a large controversy regarding the events that transpired in the factory. Reporters were asking her questions and she was filled with hope that she could start her life over. It would take her time but...she could heal. The Atlas government was under-pressure of all outlets of media and allied governments. This whole incident was under their jurisdiction and due to that fact they had to take the blame and work about ways to help the survivors. Kerri spent the next 2 years of her life trying to rebuild what she lost through her years at the factory. She was taught how to go through life without her sight. She finally started to feel happy again. When the two years were finished she was deemed ready to re-enter society. Her scars were still fresh and her wounds still healing but she was ready to start anew. The best way she figured she could start a new life was by moving. It was time she left her past behind and restart her life in Vale.

It was wonderful at first being in a place where no one knew her or her family. She started making acquaintances and became an internet celebrity using the attention gained from the tragedy to gain an audience.She used her developing social skill and apparent natural talent for emotional manipulation. However she found that with every passing day a sensation grew in her chest. One that called her to action. She tried her best to forget what happened however there was somethings she could never erase. The cold...the unbearable cold of the factory and the mines. It haunted her sleep, it ebbed away at her in nightmares and flashbacks. The only things that kept her warm was that sensation, it was a call to action. A call to repay help others, she became a public figure in the Faunus rights scene.

 During this time she met with other like minded activists and musicians she met someone who would change her life. Cherry Bright was violent, passionate, unpredictable , daring and not afraid to do what needed to be done, and Kerri couldn't help but feel, bolder and stronger around her. Everything about how Cherry acted reminded her of the feeling she had when she fought against the humans in the mines. Cherry’s influence emboldened her and gave her the confidence to do more with her influence.
She soon became fully involved and invested in the music scene and Faunus empowerment scene. A few acquaintances and her and Cherry soon banded together as the group known as Grimm Omen. Provocative, controversial and spearheading the message of the empowerment of Faunus they began to rise from the underground scene into the mainstream. Before long they had become celebrities and Kerri reveled in the attention making sure that her quiet persona on stage was contrasted by the effects of her semblance making each performance a visual spectacle.

She joined Signal. Taking mostly classes in aura and dust studies she became proficient at both while barely passing in other fields such as academics and close combat. She worked tirelessly to improve her faults but some days it seemed that even though some of her work in Signal was exemplary after a while she became discouraged. She felt that even though that she was one of the best she knew she still wouldn't be able to contribute to the movement in the ways that mattered. However when she was in the rut it was Cherry’s help that got her back on her feat. While her help was...unorthodox she still encouraged Kerri to find different ways to help the movement. Kerri began speaking at rallies. Unlike others that garnered support by using the passion and anger that the Faunus had gone through She understood that this approach would drive others away. So she began to speak in rallies and meetings not of war and bloodshed , but of helping each other and identity.

She went to Signal periodically,  not bothering with most classwork that wasn't absolutely necessary.  She learnt basic information and fighting but, spent most of her time having one on one training with teachers that specialized in aura and semblance training, foregoing the rest of the courses. Her knowledge of combat was a surprise in her admission exam, and she has a higher mastery of dust and combat then was taught to her by her teacher. (though the source of this training is unknown.)

News travels fast when you have ears in high places so when it was announced that Cherry Bright/Chainsaw was joining Beacon (mostly due to her rival Cheri Chanson joining) Kerri was by her side ready to stroll up the towers herself. Barely passing her Signal exams Kerri elected to to take the entrance exams instead and passed with flying colours. She was ready to tackle any challenges that came her way right by Cherry’s side.

Personality:
Kerri used to be well known as a humanitarian activist, an innocent child. However when that role no longer caught the world's attention she slipped into the persona of the Grimm Witch which allowed her to re enter the public view.

-Contrary to her perceived benevolence and empathy, Kerri is a very effective manipulator and loves playing roles and method acting, usually donning a persona or ‘act’ at all times. She known to be an eccentric always craving attention and validation, covering up her lack of self esteem and she constantly needs the confirmation of others to feel good about herself.

-Kerri’s number one priority is Cherry’s well being, she would do anything and say anything for her. That being said she is far from overbearing, she knows Cherry can handle herself and usually protects her reputation rather than physically defending her. Although she spends most of her time trying to keep her friend in line, she’s ready to fight by her side and curbstomp some poor sap if given the order.

-Kerri acts extremely quiet when in public preferring to keep to herself, but in fact she is very confident in speaking and is a very soothing and charming silver tongue.

-She also keeps herself busy by sewing (by using certain unorthodox techniques and with others input Kerri usually buys and modifies clothes into her own ensembles.)

-Kerri is usually neutral in most situations, and is somewhat decent or even sometimes kind  to most people unless given a reason to dislike them. She tends to act far more reckless, rash and provocative around Cherry. However get on her bad side and she will do anything in her power to ruin your reputation and wellbeing.

-Although Kerri acts very righteous and believes herself to be on the side of moral justice, Her personality is very skewed from her experiences and she is willing to go to extreme lengths to get what she wants.

Aura and Semblance:

Aura color: Achromatic

Auric Manipulation

Kerri’s semblance is an uncanny generation and manipulation of her aura. Kerri has the ability to conjure and manipulate aura off of the usual range of her body. Her Aura is unusually dense and as such is actually quite opaque. Kerri can manipulate her aura freely in an range of 30 meters, and usually uses her semblance to channel Dust especially shards of dust crystals with precise control and channeling full crystals of dust without harming herself. Dust can also be channeled into her aura constructs. If she is throwing dust infused aura, the aura disappears as soon as the projectile leaves her hand.

She is also known for using her strange Aura to her advantage.  such as creating wraith like versions of herself or covering her body in black mist. All constructs that she creates however are not tangible and can be passed through like one would pass through a wall of fog/ Conjuring mist outside of her body costs 3% of her aura and can be manipulated into different aesthetic shapes, this subtracts the aura from her usable pool but makes it so that it will persist as long as she is conscious. Creating another form out of her mist-like aura (Grimm like creatures or silhouettes of people)  is 5%. If the aura construct is not used to channel dust and/or Kerri did not take damage in the duration that she summoned the construct  she can re absorb her aura.
Due to the strange qualities of Kerri’s aura she can only use 10% of it defensively at a time, making her extremely fragile. Her aura will refresh back to her 10% cap is she hasn't taken damage in 20 seconds.

TDLR: Kerri is able to manipulate her aura into creating non-tangible constructs that can be infused with dust.

 Her well-run history with aura usage has also gifted her with the ability of presence, allowing her to vaguely feel if a person's aura or the presence of a Grimm is within 100m of her.

Fighting Style:

Kerri has a large aura pool which she uses to her advantage to protect herself and use her semblance, Kerri has overall above average senses and orientation. Her Aura is very necessary for defense due to the fact the Kerri is extremely physically fragile and can be seriously harmed if attacked when her aura is down. She struggles with hand to hand and close-combat due to not being able to see her opponent. She is swift and agile but unfortunately her unhealthy build causes her to have low stamina. If Kerri does not specifically know if an obstruction is in her attack’s path (like a wall or an object), it can greatly impede her combat. Especially the aim of her dust attacks.

Kerri is terrified of the cold, in her normal form it will make her frightened and anxious. In a fight or flight scenario she might go into a panic becoming dangerous to everyone near her.

Kerri has enhanced Faunus senses (hearing and smell) which are slightly augmented due to her lack of sight. The increased senses allow Kerri  to pinpoint the location of certain individuals and react to their actions. As well she knows Flash Sonar a technique thought to her by her aids in Valerie that helps her get around easier by being able to get a vague understanding what what objects are around her by clicking the top of her mouth,  aiding her in day to day movement. (Not usable in combat due to focus required,  movement excess noise etc.)

She fights in a strange style with curved strikes and wide attacks (to give her a margin for error). Her attack pattern is usually swift and drawn out prodding for patterns and weaknesses in her opponent that she can exploit. Though she loves to run around in a fight, though she is the strongest when sitting back and letting loose her dust attacks. She also has a high pain tolerance and only heals her body if the injury is incapacitating in some way.

Kerry's fighting style is similar to a performance, she usually dons a character and uses her semblance and fighting to execute it. She is extremely mobile darting in and out of reach of her foes. Rashly sending waves of dust attacks at her foes.

WEAPON#1

Name:
Dust Crystals
Explanation:
In a reinforced messenger pouch Kerri keeps raw dust crystals.  Shards of dust crystals are in vials for more controlled uses. Kerri’s use is extremely primal and destructive, Simply channeling her aura through the crystal and blasting out the result in the desired direction. She can use some of the shards  to be more fine tuned but vastly less effective.
Note: Shards can be channeled through her aura to direct the dust  and/or to imbue her semblance.

Crystals:

Fire:
Amount:Crystal= 5 charges and 20 shards
Crystal: Makes a large(10 foot) plume of flame that can either be thrown directed or or dispersed. 15% chance of bodily damage against herself
Shard:creates a small plume of fire

Air:
Crystal= 3 charges and 12 shards
Thrown: Creates 10 foot cone of air that knocks back everything in the radius. 5% chance of bodily damage
Shard: Creates small bursts of air leaving slipstreams along its path

Neutral/Kinetic
Crystal= 5 charges and 20 shards
Crystal: Creates a 6 foot sphere Implosion at place of impact 10% chance of bodily damage against herself
Shard: Small kinetic impact (similar to a hard punch)

Lightning/ Raw energy
Crystal= 3 charges and 12 shards
Crystal:Creates a ball of superheated plasma that has to be redirected Extremely dangerous 60%chance of minor immolation and 10% chance of major bodily damage against herself
Shard: explodes on impact with an effect similar to a concussive flashbang

Equipment

Name:
Kinetic Waistguard
Primary Form:
With all of her clothes Kerri wears an armored underbust corset, on the sides front and back are kinetic dischargers which can propel Kerri (the equivalent of slingshotting her in a area). The resultant is fast and hard for her to control, her top velocity was clocked in at 20 mph. This throws Kerri in a direction making it extremely difficult to land and direct.


WEAPON#1

Name:
The Shaft
Primary Form:
An ornate White Cane (Blind Cane)
Secondary Form:
The Cane separates and becomes two short staffs with a chain. A sickle blade unfolds from the staffs. The weapon resembles a Kusarigama. It can be unfolded and used in different ways depending on the situation.

CHARACTER

Name:

Ritika Tierra
Ex Lieutenant Goliath of the White Fang
Age:

45, Born Frost 20, 39 AC

Species and Gender:

Rabbit Faunus

Symbol:

Occupation:

Ex Lieutenant rank White Fang Leader(Double Agent for Atlas), Ex Veteran Specialist (Altesian Huntress), Currently Valish Huntress

Appearance:
Height: 6’2”
Estimated Weight: 180 pounds
(Post amputation)
Augmented Weight: 210 pounds


Rikita has an above average height and weighs in at hundred and eighty pounds. She carries an athletic  muscular build that has been shaped through years of rigorous Huntresses’ training and living as a fighter for the White Fang. Her body is shaped like an athlete and  her every move demands respect. Her skin is a mixed brown blotched with healed scrapes and scars Her eyes are a light brown and are almost always dark ringed as , but if one were too look closer they would see constant focus and alertness. Her ivory hair is in a curly afro-esque style.  Her right arm and left leg have been replaced by sleek cybernetics. Looking expertly made they are glossed and black trimmed with a gold plated lining. While they aren't modified with  weaponry they do provide the crevice of acting as human arms and being made of extremely tough metal alloy. A pair of brownish grey bunny ears poke from the top of her  head but one is torn in half diagonally.

She keeps a basic style of clothing loosely based off of her original Altesian uniform. Now she wears a brown tank top under a Formal grey vest and long grey skirt  Under which she keeps her white fang mask.  The top half of the face that covers the eyes has been shattered and she wears it to mock members of the white fang while fighting them.





History:


Three years after the war and under the union of the White Fang peace had finally come to the world. With that came opportunity, Rittika as a child was extremely timid and scared not used to the outside due to her life in solitude. But her parents ushered her to be brave and confident. Due to the discrimination of others Her parent knew that in order for her to succeed in life she needed to be exceptional and groomed her as such.. She began to develop a no nonsense attitude  and  was taught to be extremely prideful and was not above fighting to defend her heritage and honor of being a Faunus. She had an advantage as she was usually bigger than her bullies and used her large size and gait to her advantage intimidating those who would try to bully her. and physically  retaliating against those who got too close.

Throughout her years of school life she wanted to serve the Atlesian military  as an Specialist (Altesian Huntress) and she strived to make herself as perfect as possible. She constantly pushed away recreational activity if it didn't have any benefit to her reputation, she trained studied and perfected everything she could . But even that wasn't enough and when she finally entered her Elementary Huntress training she was constantly put down, Discredited from all of her deeds and sabotaged by her fellow students teachers and all others around her. She knew that if this continued that she wouldn't have a change attending a true huntress academy so she planned how to make the ultimate impression. For days on end she constantly spent most of her time in the forge  spending a  maddening amount of time in the sweaty forge for hours.

Finally months later the day before the public fight exhibition her Magnus Opus was finally complete. Covering it with a cloak she had made to match her uniform. WHen she arrived her classmates were all talking and admiring their own weapons. All laughing and chatting happily and mocking the few who had standard or unfinished weapons. When Ritika's name was called she walked up to the platform dramatically threw off her cloak and unsheathed the strange amalgamation of a weapon they had ever seen. It seemed to look like two strange metal mechanisms that had strange rocks sticking out of them. Everyone burst out laughing as her fight began sure it would be a curbstomp and waited for Ritika to lose… If only they knew better. WIth the flick of a switch and a pulse of her aura Her weapon seemed to grow as if alive into metal plated broadsword made with a brown earth like material.

She smiled as she sheathed one of her swords and held her other defensively. Her opponent smirked and charged trying to catch her off guard and knocked  Ritika backwards. as he charged again Rikita swung her weapon towards him quickly and the Orb in the center glowed dimly. As the weapons clashed Ritika’s downward strike shattered the cheaply bought weapon. The blunt crystalline sword   struck down down on her opponent's shoulder. the speed of the swing combined with Ritikas shear strength  smashed him down to the ground.  Ritika proceeded to annihilate the competition. She ended up coming in second in the tournament and finally had the attention of others. Although she was treated by some administrative staff as a prodigious fighter` she was still shunned. Her heritage was still ridiculed and now even some  teachers actively tried to sabotage her progress.Everything about her was analysed and picked apart  to the point where  with her normally near perfect marks she was barely near graduation status.



. .

Finally at the final year she smiled as she reviewed her end of term marks, she felt a swelling sense of pride as she looked at her passing grade. Putting on her uniform and buttoning her awards to her chest she marched in the Graduation parade to become a registered Specialist. As the General concluded the ceremony his face said it all. He he as confused as she was. As she marched off the parade square as she rushed towards the teacher she knew was responsible. She challenged him to a duel in the Altesian grand arena for her honor. The teacher smugly agreed ready to crush what was left of her reputation. 

As the swords clashed and  the crowd cheers Rikita was filled with anger and determination. That day she fought harder than she ever had before and what she lacked in experience  she made up two times over with rage and brute strength. The whole fight seemed evenly matched with  the advantage of aura and tactics being in her tormentors favor. WIth a mix of determination and extreme luck she was able to win against the Beacon staff..She forced him to admit what she had been put through and how her marks had been skewed in front of everyone. After this became international scandal she was granted honorary Huntress status and offered the chance to become a Member the Altesian Order of Specialists

But she refused… she felt that she would never be treated as an equal in the eyes of  humans and became a  freelance Huntress. and joined the ranks of the peacekeeping forces of the White Fang the same organisation her parents supported. years and decades went by and she felt like she found the place she belonged. She help travel around the world protecting Faunus and helping to take out anti Faunus criminals. With her weapon at her side she protected Faunus settlements from threats, hunted down prejudiced criminals and spread the word of peace  and equality throughout Remnant until… the leadership changed.

Under the new crimson banner of the White Fang bloodshed and violence were the main goals . Most peacekeeping operations were disbanded and those who did not agree with the ‘new goal’ of the White Fang were removed from the organisation. Although Ritika initially agreed with the new direction of the organization she wasn't ready for the levels of destruction and bloodshed. Contacting a military contact that she knew from the academy she explained the situation . He told her in order to truly perform her duties as a Specialist she had to infiltrate the organization. and report details of their actions to him. He would then report to Altesian higher ups to minimize damage and losses.

She agreed and began trying to move her way up through the rankings of the White Fang . Due to  her disproportionate strength compared to the rest of the Organization she was used as a trump card, sent in the front lines for areas and places they wanted to be annihilated. Every action that she made  felt wrong every time she attacked an innocent or destroyed buildings she felt disgusted with herself but she knew deep within her soul that in a twisted way she was doing the right thing. Even if it meant betraying her allies and her own values.

She soon learnt that the leaders of the White Fang judged by the amount of fear and influence caused by each individual. so in order to grow higher up in raking she became more destructive and cruel. She preached the ways of the Fang to newcomers, she raved about the cruelty of humans and she destroyed anyone in her way. She demonstrated dominance by calling back her troops and storming areas, drawing fire for the rest of her ‘allies’. Whether it was clearing areas of Grimm or  fighting off Kingdom reinforcements she was an absolute powerhouse. In fact to earn her title  when on a scouting mission they were attacked by  several Grimm and a Goliath  several stories high. Most of her squad ran away and when they returned they found a smoking corpse with  Ritika laughing in the middle. Her next promotion she was dubbed Lieutenant Goliath and given the mask.

But of course her actions started to take a toll on her. the weight of her horrible actions lay heavy on her heart  and her leadership started to be called into question.Her luck in keeping her true allegiances secret ran out during a raid of a Valish dust factory. Due to a warning sent by Ritika multiple hunters were there to ambush them. Most of the White Fang soldiers with her were killed and captured and Ritika was heavily injured. Upon returning she collapsed, while she was taken to the infirmary they found Ritikas Altesian scroll on her person with messages about various planned raids and missions.

The majority of the White Fang was kept unaware of this development. And only a few of the higher ups at this particular base were kept  knowledgeable of the situation.They knew that if the fabled Lieutenant Goliath was known to be a traitor it would be a huge hit to moral. Therefore under the guise that she had to be transferred for medical treatment Ritika was locked in an underground cell. It wasn't long before her interrogation started. Hours sloughed slowly like days and she was beaten and attacked  every waking moment brought more and more pain but she held on by a thread. Weeks passed and the leader of the base grew enraged at the lack of information. SHe was then brutally interrogated  with more refined techniques the beatings.For hours the process continued until  she passed out. The next day he claimed that a traitor like her had no right to be a Faunus  and slowly cut parts of her Faunus ears off. Se finally let it slip that she was in contact with a Hunter from Atlas. Satisfied that he finally got some of the information that he needed she spat at her and left .

The next few days she was given the normal interrogations and she could feel herself at her wit's end. She knew she couldn't hold out for much longer and constantly thought of ways to end her life or escape. but before she gained the chance the Leader returned with her weapon in hand again.  This time he interrogated her as he swung at her left leg. As she felt the pain and the sickening sound again she broke. She babbled how she had been in contact with a member of Atlesian military she sobbed about how  she leaked information and how she was never truly part of the new order of the White Fang. Enraged by her statements  the WF leader kept swinging at her leg until it was a useless husk and then threw her Grand Opposition in front of her and left. Ritika laughed and sobbed at the situation she was in . Her weapon was right in front of her but she was far too weak and broken to even touch it.

Between her small bouts of lucidity and fevered unconsciousness she heard some strange noises in the distance. Rumblings, explosions gunfire and the sound of weapons clashing. she thought they were part of her dreams  some desperate hallucination of being saved but it was not. Bursting through the cell walls were a squad of Altiesian knights led by Specialist that she had been in contact with. Picking her up and cradling her  broken body he returned to the airship and immediately transferred her to the medical bay. Her recovery took many months and required the amputation of her right arm from the shoulder and her left leg from the top of the thigh. Her medical expenses were paid for by her altesian Hunter ally. When she was mentally and physically well enough shape to wheel herself around  they both requested  audience with an Altesian Governor.

He let out a little chuckle “All I see is someone taking advantage of their situation. You were an active and influential member of the White Fang who was well known beforehand for defaming the Altesian institutions “ As Ritika tried to interject he cut her off again, “Yes yes I understand that you believe you were doing it for the interests of our kingdom. But I cannot let this slide, For this reason your.. fate will be settled in a governmental tribunal.”

Over the next few months as she continued to heal and slowly regain her strength she was put through countless interrogations. Every day were more questions, polygraph tests, written statements . During this time she received a cheap cybernetic arm and leg. When the long and arduous trial was over and she was re-compensated they expected her to fade out of memory. But that was not going to happen. Using the money Ritika revamped her cybernetics  with extremely strong armor plating and upgraded the reflexes and reactionary time of it. Then after which she applied to recommence her career not as part of the Atlesian Military but as a Huntress. Although the mental and physical wounds were still fresh, there was no way she could stay still any longer. Despite some discomfort  Ritika was still at the strength of a Veteran Huntress with more experience than most .  Upon becoming evaluated and recertified for duty she found herself tired of the Military bureaucracy of Atlas and wanted a more relaxed setting. Remembering a kingdom she had enjoyed being near while traveling with the White Fang.  She transferred to Vale anxious to resume fighting to protect others.


Personality:


All of her life Ritika has fought for others feeling that she had to use her life for the gain of others and defending her own pride for the the honor of other Faunus. She  had devoted her life  to be an example for others  willing to be used until she was to be thrown away. She was the model Huntress fighting for the honor and beliefs of others and not her own. This has caused her heart to be filled with resentment of which she tries to hide .

When the White Fang shifted from a banner of peace to terror she new she had to defend  the kingdom's by sending information to them. But having to do so many actions of  hatred and anger caused her values and motives began to erode. Her grip on who she really was began to slip away and she found herself halfway between acting and believing on who she was. The role of being a white fang Lieutenant began to become a reality and although she regretted it , she began to enjoy the pain she caused others.To this day when stressed she tend to slip into the role she had been given by the white fang , becoming cruel and barbaric. 

Ritika is a strong willed individual whose heart is torn between loyalty and regret. On the outside she portrays herself as an unwavering ally to help those in need . With her steadfast  exterior  and the actions of  a kind and merciful fighter who will give her life to protect people who cannot help themselves. But Inside Ritika struggles with containing her elegance and keeping her constant facade of obedience.

Ritika her formality in speaking and posture comes off as stiff ,as she is almost always on the alert  and almost never relaxes. Her temperament tend to be unwavering always having a somewhat serious expression. Her attitude is no nonsense and she does not hesitate to chew out anyone that does something wrong. Ritika almost never give a person a second chance but always gives them the benefit of the doubt, Betray her  or lie to her once and she’ll abandon you. But get on her good side and she’ll protect you with her life.



Aura and Semblance:
Aura color Brown

Shuddering Field:
Ritika’s semblance causes a wispy aura to form around her limbs and extremities . This aura acts an enhancer to her movement creating a slipstream in the air around her and acting against opposing forces. (For example air resistance , friction) This increases her speed by 35% and aids her agility.  The slipstream tend to blow away gases and small particles away from her extremities. (creating a low pressure area around her body.) This low pressure areas is enough to blow away dust (the dirt kind). (Not enough to stop flames or any sort of projectile. Mainly for aesthetics)
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This buff acts in bursts for 30 seconds and has a cost of 3% aura with a cooldown of one minute. This cooldown can be negated with additional strain with an exponential cost of double the cost or the previous buff whenever it is used on its cooldown. (Ex: 3,6,9,18)
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Combat Behavior:
In low stakes combat Ritika puts on a  facade of laziness. She acts nonchalant and  makes quips to irritate her opponent and to make them off balance. When engaged in combat  she adjusts her posture  to seem like she isn't paying attention and using minimal effort  to catch her opponent off guard. She always analyses the fight and adjusts her movements on the fly making sure to constantly use her surroundings to her advantage.

Ritika is a Juggernaut in its purest form using the momentum manipulating power of her weapon to launch herself into the fray. She used her experience to change her fighting style mid fight to either outmaneuver or overpower her opponent. The different forms of her weapon make her a swiss army knife of close range combat  although she is not without some embarrassing weaknesses.

Using her weapon in a large forms makes it more prone to being broken by her opponent , and due to her fighting style she is at a large disadvantage against precise pointed weapons such as (rapier, javelins, spears etc.) and her weapon while in its large for is prone to breaking against other large weapons.  due to her  style being in large sweeping blows.  As well breaking her weapon leaves her extremely vulnerable. As well her weapon can not become smaller or thinner than a traditional shortsword.

The main problem with her fighting style is that most of her attacks are up close and personal. Fighting from range is an weakness of hers as well the fact that her weapon is very destructible.


Mastered weapon styles:
General Bladed combat
Bludgeoning weapons
Shortsword (single & dual wielding)
Longsword  (single & dual wielding)
Zweihander (single & dual wielding)
Hand to Hand
Basic Firearms


 


WEAPON


Name:
Destiny and Downfall The Grand Opposition (Duel blades)
Inactive Form:
(Note the weight of the weapon increases proportionate to the size in its different forms.)

The inactive form of the weapon is simply the handle and hilt with a ½ inch metal rod made out of extremely tensite resistant metal. Telescoping from the hilt. Inside the handle is a dust system which its purpose is to manipulate with to manipulate the mass, shape and density with earth dust and raw kinetic dust control the size and shape to be manipulated.  It does have the drawback though of chipping every few hits against any  harder substances . (Huntress Grade metal) And constant hard hits with the blade can cause Ritika or her opponent to crack or shatter the blade of it .Though it can be regrown over time. (Reforms when activated at about five seconds when damaged, ten seconds as well as 20 seconds when changing forms

The handle’s control system is an extremely intricate design made tailored to RItika , it requires a constant focus on both controlling the blade and fighting, which has become second nature to Ritika. Now it simply has a few ‘Present settings’: Shortsword Longsword Zweihander and Blunt Longsword, That are to be used in combat although the sword can be fine tuned if Ritika is not in combat.


Primary Form:
The  Rod in the grip the sword telescopes up to a maximum of about six feet, of which the earth dust grows around



Dust Functions:
The earth dust in the center can be triggered with a press of a trigger on the guard. This will instantaneously generate a large amount of compressed earth inside the rod \,increasing the weight of the sword 2x temporarily while the kinetic dust will also double the momentum. Releasing the trigger-like button will halt those dust functions instantly.


History:

Ritika used all the resources at her disposal including teachers , friends and  professional advice to create this swiss army knife of a weapon. It has been at her side since her days at Atlas academy and  is her pride and joy.


SIDEARM

Name:
Standard Issue Altesian Pistol

Description:
A simple 40. Caliber Handgun usually used when Ritika needs a breather or is out of range.