Alina Cerberusira
Appearance Seeing Alina out and about on any given day, one would think she is lost in some sort of daydream, taking in the sights and the sounds. With her sea green eyes, sun-kissed skin, muscular physique, and a gentle smile, she's turned plenty of heads. She is small compared to her Viera counterparts but keeps in excellent shape and just as fierce. She has long flowing mahogany hair that she usually keeps in a half braid as to keep her hair out of her face and two very long ears. While not overly muscled, her body is lean and toned. From years of training and conditioning, she is highly flexible and one of the most dexterous Viera around. She's not one for high fashion so usually will be seen wearing her black Cheongsam with a white undercoat. If perchance you see her in a stealth black assassin outfit, it most likely will be the last image you see. Aspects That Stand Out:
Early Life:
Adult Life:
Growing up within the hidden village of Yx’Lowka, east of The Blind Forest of Yx’Maja, Alina found herself living a life many sought after. She was the daughter of the village Chieftain, her mother Zhuraphao, and with her mother’s title, came all the perks and privileges the other members didnt have. While most of the children growing up would she her life and turn envious, she grew to hate it and sought after a simpler life. She was constantly being bred to take over her mother’s mantle as chieftain, a role she wanted no part in. She had the best trainers in all aspects of the word. Warriors training her to fight, scholars, teaching her the history and the ways of the village, botanists and miners showing her the forest and all it had to offer, it was alot for one so young to take in. She needed a guard wherever she went and could never truly find a moment of peace, that is, until night fell. At night when everyone was fast asleep, Alina would sneak out of her tent and prance through the jungle, she would dance and sing, lighting up the jungle as if it reacted to her aether. Plants would sprout and glow, flowers would bloom; it was as if her soul was one with the forest spirit. She was graceful, and very flexible, allowing her to move through the jungle with ease. She was at peace, running through the jungle, living among the wild life and plants. She would practice her dart gun on trees and small targets to help train her accuracy. The viera were a hearty race, never too worried about meeting the local wildlife during the day. The problem they faced were the Children of Darkness. They had been trying for years to find a way into the forest as to claim their land. Alina’s mother, Zhuraphao, made a pledge to never allow them to enter within the territory. Her father, hafiri, was the head Wood Warder and he too took up arms in protecting the village from these outsiders. Her father was the leader of the Wood Warders and was responsible for teaching and training the younger males when they became of age. Although the males lived a life of solitude, Hafiri was held in very high regard and seen as an honorable member of the tribe. Though her parents could not be together, her mother taught her that the distance between two bodies does not determine the distance between two souls. Alina was young, and had a temper, never really grasping the life lessons that were forced upon her so early. She hated that her life had been chosen for her before she was born and enjoyed the freedom she felt when she dance at night. At the young age of 16, she decided she was to make her own path, choose her own life. She packed up her bag, grabbed her dartgun and her dagger, and set off into the jungle. She was fast, even for a Viera, but even Alina could feel her feet carrying her faster the farther she got from the village. She glided through the jungle gracefully and swiftly, a trail of luminous plants and flowers followed behind her. She came to the edge of where two village territories meet, before she could take step to cross over, she heard a familiar voice, “Once you cross over, you may never return.” She turned around and watched her father jump down from a lower tree branch. “Alina, you have responsibilities, we must go back…” He paused, seeing the look in Alina’s eyes. “How did you know? How long…. no! No father, I don't want this life, I never asked for it!” she wiped tears from her eyes. Hafiri crouched down slightly and tilted her head up toward him. Seeing her so upset sat heavy on his heart. “You know, some of the happiest memories I have are the ones of watching you dance in the jungle as you grew and watching it come alive.” He looked at his daughter, staring into her eyes, seeing a pair of jade green eyes looking back at him with tears streaming down her face. He knew that she had a fire within to explore the world, and it killed a small piece of him knowing no matter what he said to convince her, she would ultimately not be happy coming back to the village.After a long pause, he finally said, “Just as the mountain does not bend to the will of the wind, you are the carver of your own fate.” he smiled sweetly toward her. She was shocked, having thought she would have to fight him to flee, she felt a heaviness in her heart. She glanced up at him and gave him a hug, “Im sorry father, but my place is not here. Know that I will forever hold you and mother close to my heart.” He nodded at her and watched as she stepped over the line, forever placing her out of reach and her no longer able to come back.
Finding herself in the small town of Yanxia, she found herself tired, out of food, and low on water. Growing up in a secluded village, she grew up with trading being their source of exchange. When she came upon a small inn, and asked for food and drink, the innkeeper told her the amount it would cost. Alina glanced perplexed. “What is Gil? I do not have such a thing, but i have shells and ebony”. As she scattered the items, the innkeeper laughed and told Alina to leave her establishment. Confused, Alina picked up her things and continued. Further and further she traveled, finally coming to the town of Onokoro where she could travel no farther. She stumbled upon a poor farmer who was traveling toward the major city and offered Alina what little he had. His kindness assured her that she had made the right decision to leave. They chatted for a bit and then he offered to travel with her to the Major city and there they could part ways. Once crossing over into the realm of Kugane, her eyes grew wide and she embraced the sights and sounds the city had to offer. She saw all kinds of people, races and creatures she could only ever dream up, all come to reality. As she panned through the crowds, she noticed that there wasnt any viera, no one that looked like her; she then began to notice the stares coming from people. Feeling uncomfortable and slightly threatened, she ran and hid just outside of Matsuba Square. She followed the small sewer system until she stumble upon a couple of thugs. “Give us all your gil, and we will spare your life.” Alina stood her ground and had become annoyed at this point. “I do not have this gil you speak of, now leave me alone.” she turned to head back, but felt a hand grip her wrist tightly. “No gil huh? That is a likely story, but if you’re willing to die to keep what you have then so be it.” the big man reach for a sword and went to stab her abdomen with it. Alina quickly planted her feet on his chest and jumped off with a powerful kick, knocking both men over, she grabbed her dagger and lunged toward the nig man again, stabbing him through the hand and pinning him to the wall. “Come after me again and i will ensure you draw your last breath!” she said through gritted teeth, already having her other dagger at the ready. A slow clap could be heard from behind her, she whipped around and saw a tall, white veira male, dressed in very nice clothes and black leather gloves. “Excellent display young one, excellent.” Alina saw the viera and put her weapons away. She had never seen a male viera outside of her brother and father let alone one that was not in wood woarder clothing. “It is finally nice to see another of our race,” he continued. “I think i have a place where you will be right at home.” he said with a devious smile. Alina heard the word home and her ears perked up, she nodded. “A home is what i seek.” she replied to the man. He turned and started walking away, “then a home is what you shall receive, young one.”
As a child, Alina received daily training in both the art of the Warrior and the ways of the White Mage. She learned from an early age to use defense as an offensive technique, allowing her to use her enemies attackes against them. Never really getting her villages' approval, she has an unfathomable drive to prove her worth. Growing up in her adolescent years in Limsa Lominsa, she dedicated herself day and night to perfecting the eastern art of Ninja. She knew that she would never be able to out power someone even though she is quite strong so she trained her body to rely on finding her opponents weak spot and exploiting that weakness. She in addition learned how to stealth which later earned her the title Commander of Recon for the Maelstrom and the Flames. She is proficient in all blades and can occasionally be seen wielding an axe like her mother had. She was never one for crafting so has decided to train her body and learn the many different fighting styles one can learn. In the end though, her heart will always be that of a Ninja.
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