Miyu Malaguld

Miyu Malaguld BasicsAppearanceBiographyPersonalityMusicOOCCredit Viewing the lavish lifestyle she never dreamed she could have before, Miyu becomes a bit of a diva interested in high fashion. ̡EYES dark reddish-brown with bright red limbal rings ̡HAIR ranges from black, blue, or a combo of the two; down to her waist ̡HEIGHT 4'10" ̡CLOTHING STYLE mostly dresses and robes, gothic lolita, classy ̡EXTRA FEATURES slightly longer than average tail, more scales along her stomach area and back ̡MAKEUP black eyeliner (exaggerated a bit on bottom halves), lipstick, mascara. long, sharp nails; always painted but usually black A child of the water, the young xaela gracefully swam through the nearby river her tribe favoured in search of their next meal. She slowly sinks to the bottom, toes perched onto a rock for a moment before a vast jet of bubbles are left behind her as she propels herself forward, reaching her claws out to catch her prey. No voices, only the sounds of the slowed movement in the water. A common bitterling skewered onto one hand, the girl pays no mind to it for a moment. She closes her eyes and floats peacefully, gazing up at the surface in silence. The moon shone through so brilliantly. There was nothing better than this. "Akul!" A shadowy figure appears above the surface. The young xaela snaps out of her blissful trance, bringing herself above water. An older woman xaela stands before her at the edge of the river. "I told you not to play around tonight. C'mon, we're starving!" The girl stands up slowly at the edge, the water slowly draping down her body like a sheet of silk. She holds up her hand with the fish skewered on and grins before following the older xaela's lead back to their main grounds. 'Akul' was the name she was given. It meant 'shark' in her people's language. A fitting name for a skilled hunter at such a young age. Akul was always eager to hunt for her tribe, and she always took pride in her long, sharp claws that made her tasks that much easier. Akul was a very curious child, always wanting to learn more. Her elders believed her to have a bright future. A peaceful life that became too mundane, Akul grew bored and tired over time. Tonight, she decided, she would explore further down the river. Most of her tribe was asleep late at night, but Akul always enjoyed sneaking out to enjoy the cool waters under the moonlight. Bringing nothing more than herself, she decided to leave behind any clothing for the night as well. Walking along the riverbank, she sighs. Her ivory skin almost illuminated by the moonlight, the xaela decides to dip into the water. "No one's ever told me what's at the end of this river before. They've always told me not to go, but why? There has to be more than just us out there, right? I know there are other tribes, but does the whole world only have xaela tribes? It can't be," she ponders while swimming idly down the river. Akul, lost in thought, hits her foot on the edge of a rock under the water. She grimaces for a moment, embarrassed she hadn't noticed. No one was around to witness, thankfully. She pauses for a moment, hearing a faint rumbling and roaring in the distance. Curious, the xaela pokes her head above the surface for a moment. The noise was much louder now. Akul started to feel fearful. What was that noise? Why was it only getting louder if she wasn't even moving? Just as that thought occurred to her, she realized she had been moving. The water was pulling her. She had never felt such a strong force pull at her. She panicked, quickly turning around to swim away from the noise. It was a moment too late however, as the water only continued to pull her towards the noise. The sound was nearly deafening to her now; a constant loud roar ringing through her ears as she tried to get away from it. Above water, the horizon from where she came was the last thing Akul saw before being pulled over the edge by the waterfall. She felt herself falling, and she didn't know what to do about it. She didn't know how to save herself. A hard thud is what she hears last before beginning to black out. The pain that coarsed through her body was unlike any pain she had ever felt before. "Is this how I die? How pitiful..." were her last thoughts before everything faded to black. Perhaps fate had something more in store for her life. The xaela slowly came to, opening her eyes slowly. Within her vision, she sees a figure sitting next to her. She's in a bed, she realizes. Fully opening her eyes, she now sees the figure sitting next to her clearly. It is a male au ra, surely. Something was different about this au ra though.. their scales were a soft ivory instead of the dark cobalt she was so used to. Then she remembered. "Raen," she states out loud, unintentionally. "I'm glad you've come to," the man replies, flashing a gentle smile towards the girl. The xaela blushes in embarrassment realizing now that she had spoken out loud before really understanding her surroundings. "What's your name? What tribe do you belong to?" the raen asks her. The dark-scaled au ra stares straight ahead for a moment and begins to panic. "I don't.. know. I don't know. Where am I? Who are you?" The raen raises his hands in submission calmly and grins. "You're safe now, it's okay. I found you bleeding and unconscious alongside the edge of the river this morning. I was just going to go fishing, but found you instead. I've no intention of eating you though, don't worry." He laughs for a moment before clearing his throat. "You really don't remember anything?" She merely shakes her head no, still staring off into the distance, frozen sitting up in bed. "I had a feeling that might've been the case.." pondered the male au ra. "I've talked to the others while you were asleep, and I've decided to take care of you! Isn't that nice of me? I'll take you under my wing. Like my daughter, I guess." He smiles for a quick moment. "O-oh, right! I should mention... I am a part of the Malaguld tribe. That is where you are. This tribe.. accepts au ra like me.. raen.. who have been exiled.. they give us a new home, a second chance. I'm eternally grateful for it and I think it's amazing luck that you've ended up here too after whatever you've been through!" The small girl's eyes began brimming with tears. This seemed too good to be true, and yet here she was. Alive and safe. "Thank.. you," she choked out, staring down at the blanket covering her. A few years later, Miyu was 'born anew'. Yes, Miyu was the name she was given. Looking up to the raen man taking care of her, he thought it fitting to choose a name of his own culture for her. It meant 'beautiful moon' in his people's language. He told Miyu he decided on that name because her pale skin in contrast with her dark scales reminded him of the moon and its different phases. Although she was curious about her past, Miyu was happy being a part of the Malaguld tribe now. They treated her well, and greatly valued her hunting skills. She loved her name, she loved her tribe, and she was grateful to the man who took on the role of her father figure these past few years. Though the man wasn't all that much older than Miyu, she still looked to him as such. "Miyu! You know I've forbid you from going near the rivers! Now come, follow me," exclaimed the man. Miyu sighed but quickly accepted defeat as she got up to chase after her father. She knew he only wanted to keep her safe. If he found her nearly dead, of course he would be scared to see her go back and potentially put herself in more danger. A ways away from the main grounds of the tribe, the two settled down by a cavern for the day. "These are my secret training grounds, Miyu. I made sure it's farther away from everyone else so we have lots of space and privacy to train!" The xaela smiled at the raen. "We're on a day trip then today? Show me what you were leading me on about earlier!" "Alright, alright," chuckled the man. "First thing's first, Miyu, this is super secret stuff I learned before being saved by the Malagulds, okay? So just keep it between you and me, got it?" Miyu rolls her eyes and smiles. "Of course, papa." "Now, you've got to be very careful and very smart to understand how this works, but.." he holds his palm out, and slowly a small flame rises from it. "It's magic, Miyu. It's real magic. And I'm going to teach you what I know. Are you excited?" "Of course I am, oh my gods! Show me more!" The raen opens his other palm, and a small, cold ball of wind whirls around it. A snowflake falling to the ground, Miyu's eyes grow wide. "I've heard about.. snow...? Is that what it's called? I've heard of it, but to think you could create it with your very own hands...! How are you doing this?" He closes his palms and stares Miyu straight in the face, lowering his voice. "This is dark magic, Miyu. And it's very difficult to learn. I.. found these books.. before I was exiled.. I'm glad I was able to save them. They took a few read-throughs but I finally understood how to do it. Anyone can do it, too. Isn't that amazing?" Miyu makes a cute 'grabby hands' motion towards him. "I want to read these books, too. You know I love to read, papa." The father figure chuckled. "Of course, Miyu. Patience, though. I told you I'd teach you all I know, remember?" That day opened Miyu's eyes to something incredible. Something she wanted to learn more and more about. She wanted to even surpass her father's knowledge greatly. For the next year or two, the pair would make regular trips to their secluded little hideout and train. Train their magic, and when papa was asleep, Miyu would read as much as she could before falling asleep herself. In time, Miyu became a thaumaturge. A rather inexperienced one, but still one regardless. Using these magics to help them survive, they would spend even more days and nights away from the main tribe's grounds. Miyu felt a little concerned in the back of her mind that she was neglecting her other tribespeople, but this amazing knowledge powered over her desire for anything else. One day, Miyu made a decision she had been pondering for a little while. "I'm going back to the main grounds, and I'm going to share this knowledge, papa. I miss everyone, and I think it will help the tribe prosper even more so." The man's brow furrowed at the girl. "No. I can't have that. We can't let them know what we know, Miyu." "But why not?! Didn't you just hear what I said?" "I KNOW WHAT'S BEST, Miyu!" he yelled. "I know what's best.. for the both of us, okay? You have to trust me." The xaela's hands curled into fists of frustration. "I'm old enough to make my own choices. I can defend myself. I don't need you to watch over me anymore!" "I won't have it," the raen says in an eerily calm manor. Miyu releases the tension in her fists and stares at her papa, a looming cloud of fear making its way through her. She turns to walk away, but her arm is abruptly grabbed by the man. Her digs his fingers into her arm and lowers his voice to a near growl. "You're not leaving me. You're not," he states before jerking her back towards him. He grabs onto both arms now and pulls Miyu against her will into the cavern. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?!" Miyu yells, kicking and flailing as much as she can with her arms being restrained. "I saved your life, I took care of you, and you want to leave me? You want to spill my knowledge to the others just like that? After I trusted you not to?" the man scowled in anger. "No, I won't have it. I won't have it," he repeats again to himself. Miyu continues to scream but soon her voice is muffled by a cloth that the raen gags her with. She continues to kick and flail but to no avail. Without at least the use of her hands, if not a stave, she cannot use any magic. Besides, her papa knows just as much if not more surely? It would be futile. The xaela tires out. Weary, she can no longer move to put up a fight. The male au ra's grip and stamina far exceeded hers. Her vision fades to black. --- Likes knives swimming sex Dislikes self righteousness sour or bitter food waterfalls Fears abandonment rejection freezing cold Trivia Favorite Food: sweet and/or spicy Favorite Colours: violet, black, blue and red Black Sea Artist: Natasha Blume [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- [Link Here Title] Artist: --- ̡ ALIAS(S) Akul (past nickname) ̡ AGE mid twenties ̡ GENDER female ̡ RACE au ra ̡ CLAN xaela ̡ ORIENTATION pan/bi ̡ OCCUPATION thaumaturge ̡ TRIBE malaguld (past: ejinn) ̡ ALIGNMENT chaotic evil ̡ DIETY menphina Personal RP Limits ■ I will play mature content and themes (violence, sexuality, drug / alcohol use) as long as they're logical in a plot-driven encounter. Coarse and excessive language. Temporary injury and incapacitation. Temporary imprisonment. 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