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Saiyouin Tulu; The wolf outlaw~
Topic Started: Apr 25 2008, 01:02 PM (1,317 Views)
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Saiyouin Tulu

Age
19

Country
Caledonia

Class:
Outlaw

Starter Town
Ulster

Chosen Weapon
Twin daggers

Appearance:
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When one images a outlaw or listens to the so called rumors surrounding the Wolf Woman one would image a brute savage primate clad in the bloody rags of her victims with a huge bulky body and a head like a ogre? Sorry to disappoint those monster hunters but the Wolf Woman the rumors speak about look far from a beast and even less from a outlaw. Indeed it’s said that Saiyouin doesn’t really have the appearance one would think from listening to the rumors. Actually to be honest she looks far from the warrior type and some would dare to describe her as the embodiment of forbidden pleasure, knowing that when going too close one might lose much more than their innocence.

The first thing people notice is that Saiyouin is a woman in what one could call the prime of her life. She is young, but still slightly past the border of a young adult. This can be seen by her long figure and the fact her body is lean and slender, showing a hint she doesn’t have any obsession with food. Actually it seems taking care of her looks is pretty important for Saiyouin so there is rarely a fleck of dirt or a blemish on her clean white skin. Strangely enough one rarely sees any sights of the past battles in the form of scars, but healing salves don’t erase what is done so during certain moments when the sunlight shines down from a certain angle one might find small darker traces along her arms or legs, past reminders of where once swords or knives had struck her.

Saiyouin seems to have a very mature body for a woman of her age, this can especially be noticed by her well-developed curves nearly every men would call seductive. As if that wasn’t tempting enough the young woman seems to enjoy wearing rather loose clothes blend between a leather armor for protection and a simple layer of soft loose cloth below it that not only is comfortable to wear but provides enough exposed skin to caught most men off-guard. Actually those clothes in quest are made up by a single leather one-piece dress that ends up with the lower half as a short skirt while blue borders. Finally a last noticed part of her attire are that bellow the black stockings that cover her under-legs are the sheaths where her pair of daggers are hidden and a remarkable easy to spot huge sheath rests on her back, once being inhabited by a giant katana that has been lost in time.

Siayouin her face looks remarkable different from time to time. One usually will spot her with a calm gaze, her bright orange eyes curiously gazing around with a sign of boredom inside them while at other times one will see her cheeks have a small lively blush and a gentle smile on her face, still the black and white wolf-mask that always rests on the side of her head often serves as a herald of approaching danger…


Personality:
How to describe Saiyouin? That certainly would be difficult but one could consider her being familiar to a onion in the sense that she comes in many different layers. The one that is most often seen by people is the rather proud and distant Saiyouin. Not only does she have a stance but also a sort of air the reveals a intimidating form of respect and fear, one of the main reasons people most often avoid her. She also seems to show no interest in mingling with sociality, preferring to wander in the shadows of the street and remain away from too crowded places. One will often find her simply standing under the shade of a building and absently gaze around, as if she was trying to ignore people. Still if one would dare to strike a conversation with her they will surprisingly enough get a reaction, but this one comes in a swift counter-replying way of speech, often her tone sounding harsh and cold as if she was snapping at people.

Still those that get behind the cold layer will discover a entire different Saiyouin. This Saiyouin is a more playful and carefree girl. Indeed she no longer acts like a cold woman but rather as a gentle girl trying to have fun with her comrades. It’s not rare to see her tackle someone and tickle them to death or simply huggle her friends for fun. She also seems to be able to smile often, showing a smile that is as pure as the one a newborn child would give. She also seems to depend on people with this personality surfacing, for if she would be alone she would get sadden again and soon the cold layer would cover her essence again.

There is another layer hiding between those both, a rather unusual type. In this personality Saiyouin is a slightly more mature woman and her playfulness seems to have been developed into a flirting nature. She loves to have fun and play games, especially when some perverseness is involved. Actually it’s easy to notice Saiyouin can be pretty perverted at times, giving suggestive comments or using her seductive curves to embarrass those she sets her sights on. Still it seems that hidden bellow that flirty nature is a coldness as harsh as death, for when she gets bored of playing with her victims, most often after she ended up sharing their bed for the night she would brutally kill them and take any possession she finds valuable along with her.

The final part of her nature is actually another being to be honest. When Saiyouin puts on the mask the mind of the Mightyena starts to overtake her and she develops a beastlike nature. Some would call her a barbarian, for she constantly seeks to fight and kill strong opponents and others would call her a phantom, for she kills anyone who crosses her path. Still it seems Saiyouin still has a small influence on her mind since she forbids herself from harming children, but still this beast-like state of Saiyouin is the most dangerous one she can get in. Still a sign that might make people get warned when she will put on the mask is that she will turn her eyes to slits and her lips curl up in a wide smirk resembling a fox (think of Gin from Bleach) and one can be certain her thoughts would be as follow “I’m going to kill you~^_^”


History:
The world we live in certainly is unique and filled with many secrets and mysteries, some so special humanity still can’t understand them today. Still originally humans weren’t the first inhabitants of the world. It was the powerful creatures humanity later named Pokémon who ruled over earth, sea and air. They came in many different forms, shapes, their abilities and personalities so different from each other. Still it was a world with danger and those who didn’t harbor the strength and will to survive ended up as food for the stronger species, the predators… How exactly humanity came on the world filled with those creatures is actually unknown and at first most Pokémon had been weary of them, avoiding any contact with them as humans wandered the earth like primates, venturing from one place to another, harvesting fruit and plants from the wilderness or water from lakes or rivers. Still soon the stronger Pokémon saw humans as food so they ended up raiding the humans, brutally ending the lives of them just to serve as food. Still this would not be the world humans could survive in right? Luckily it seemed the creator of the universe, the mighty Arceus agreed with that opinion and one day spoke in the minds of two chosen individuals. They had both been young and gentle girls, a twin to be exact and during their dreams the mighty Arceus spoke to them, teaching them about the mystical arts of magic.

Indeed this was how the first mages in history had been born, at first the other members of the tribe didn’t believe the words of the children but during the next raid they ended up forcing the huge predators to retreat after summoning a large cone of fire out of nothing! They became honored by the citizen and for the first time in history humanity could settle down and they formed the first villages ever made. Still humans have some rather unique habits don’t they? For example strangely every human somehow carves to obtain more power and they follow many different paths to obtain it, this was how soon the ideals of the twins and their followers would lead to a conflict, a conflict that strangely enough seems to be the base of the many struggles history of mankind had known. The oldest sister, Ariane saw that magic could help them with cultivating the surface to make plants grow better or use their powers to turn a cold dessert into a beautiful oasis for people to play in. Still the younger sister Lenia saw another use for magic.

Always as long as humanity knew it they had to run away from those wild creatures called monsters but now they had obtained the power to fight back and defend themselves why wouldn’t they take in even more? If they would bend Pokémon to their will the raids would stop and the Pokémon could even help out with humans their daily life. Still Ariane and her followers saw it unjust to use the blessing of Arceus for such greedy desires and after many debates the tribe had split, the noble Ariane and her followers moving away from the village and create their own while Lenia and her followers remained. Still every human harbors some darkness within their hearts, even the most noble one and it was only because Ariane kept on praying for the guidance of Arceus that she didn’t start to see the use in her sisters method. Still some of her followers started to call Ariane a fool and finally the darkness found their way in her followers heart and during a dark night Ariane was brutally murdered in her sleep, one of her apprentices taking over the village as the new leader and started to carry out the secrets Lenia used long before them already.

Still this tragic tale doesn’t have any direct connection with the real story that is supposed to be told? That point is correct but by telling this tale one thing became clear. Power… Humanity always desire power. Even as noble as the individual might be the temptation for power is too strong to resist. At times humans have noble goals for wanting to have power. To save their beloved ones, or to fight evil. But what can be considered evil? A king who invades a enemy country for they murdered his beloved family? Or a man chasing after the one who stole his precious memoto? In one sense they can be considered just and good but what for the other side? What about the poor peasants of the enemy country who get killed in the battles? Or what about the young thief who is on the run for the man who wishes to kill him, merely because he stole something valuable to continue having something to feed himself with? Good and evil, light and darkness, order and chaos. Who has the right to place a individual in one of those factions? Still enough talking about such matters for another tale awaits you.

It’s still a very long time ago, even before the current struggle between the mighty rival countries of Lascia and Caledonia. Far to the north of the island their kingdoms are located at was another kingdom called Mystica. Mystica was a country known for their gigantic army but their true worth laid in the large academy that studied the mystical arts of magic. It is in this country that a very important detail of history would be erased, and it all started with the discovery a certain mage did. This mage, a man called Alastor was considered a genius during his studies to become a mage but the past few years his popularity changed. Some called him a fool and others a herald of danger and madness. The reason behind this was that unlike the other mages Alastor didn’t delve deeper into the core of magic, or also a term called the nexus core where all magic was rumored to be created from. He actually had been studying the ties of nature and delved deeper into the secrets of the mystical beings we now call Pokémon. It all started one day when Alastor came outside declaring the mighty Arceus shown him a vision of the true paradise. Humans and Pokémon lived together, not alongside each other but as one whole!

To be united with a Pokémon, a creature both in mind and body was something fascinating but it was unnatural, something the human mind couldn’t understand and actually the king and the magical order of Mystica forbid the man to continue his studies. Still Alastor was a stubborn man and decided that he would not let people block the path the creator laid in front of him and stated that those who follow him would be warmly embraced and guided with the teachings of the true paradise. Surprisingly enough a rather large amount of people, most of them being peasants and lower-class nobles saw Alastor as their mentor and guide, guide to the paradise Arceus the creator had hidden for them, and Alastor was the path to that paradise. Still it’s pretty questionable why history never mentioned anything about the mage called Alastor or his teachings doesn’t it? This is because humanity erased his existence and his beliefs… Alastor and his followers who started to live in plains and wilderness, to become closer toward Pokémon became considered weird, strange and scary for sociality, they had been heretic and such people should have been dealt with. This was how the cruel fate of those once called shamans would come to a end.

A few years after Alastor’s departure from the kingdom the king and the council decided he and his folk had no longer been unnoticed and actually dangerous, this was why the king had send out his army to kill Alastor and all his followers and that everything happened in a single night, only a handful of shamans fleeing into the depths of the wilderness. It was cruel how those soldiers left the slaughtered corpses of Alastor and his loyal followers who went down with little to none resistance, for they didn’t desire to fight. Still the surviving shamans no longer had such pacific nature as they returned to the corpses of their fallen family, weeping as they gave them a proper burial and since then they had sworn to carry out revenge, revenge against humanity in its whole. While the shamans had been small in number they did have the natural ability that their connecting with the wilderness and those that inhabited it was strong so they could depend on the help of the wild Pokémon and it’s stated that the night the army returned a army of shadows flew over the kingdom’s capitol city and the next morning the royal family and the mage council their bodies had been found mauled, not simply stabbed to death but mauled like beasts leaving behind their prey. Still is this how the shamans met their end? No they didn’t….

During the current age where Lascia and Caledonia are on the brink of a war a small tribe of outlaws still live on. They are just a handful but they are far from ordinary thieves and bandits. They are actually the surviving members of that fateful slaughter. The tribe was mainly separated in two factions. There was a large group of hunters, young adults who had been raised to endure the harsh life of a outlaw but they sworn never to kill mindlessly and would only take as much as their tribe needed for survival. The other faction was smaller and more delicate and contained a band of priestesses, led by the granddaughter of Alastor himself who delved themselves in the mystical nature of our world and those of the Pokémon that live alongside them. Actually they partly succeeded in the goals their ancestors had laid in front of them . They succeeded in creating a rite to make a bond between a human and a Pokémon, but only mentally. It was also a very dangerous process for both the newborn child and Pokémon needed to accept each other, or else both of them would die during the ritual.

Nineteen years ago a important event took place for the tribe, for the chief of the clan gave birth to her only daughter, a young girl called Saiyouin. Just like the other priestesses of the tribe she was chosen to undertake the ritual and after her birth they wrapped her in a white cloth and brought her to a ancient altar, the priestesses chanting a ancient prayer while a beautiful scene unfolded at the ritual grounds. Pokémon always had held close ties with the shamans and considered them to be their kin, hence they saw the little Saiyouin as a little sister rather than a human. Still usually it would be a young Pokémon to make the pact with a shaman but Saiyouin was destined for a greater fate. As the rite was taking place a loud howl pierced the sky and a pack of Mightyena wandered on the ground toward the altar, their alpha stopping in front of the girl as he bowed his head, showing he approved of the pact he would make with her, and as the mighty beast turned into crystal powder a large beautiful mask shaped on top of the girl her body, sealing her fate as a shaman.

Still surprisingly enough the young Saiyouin didn’t want to be raised as a priestess, rather than that she was a young and promising hunter, perhaps a rebel and tomboy at times but she was strong of will and heart and aimed to grow stronger. Still just like those filled with revenge the child her heart became corrupted by darkness. Why would she sit idle hiding in a forest while those filthy humans- her own kin had slaughtered her ancestors ages ago? The mere thought of the fact nobody tried to stop the gigantic murder made her enraged and deep within she sworn to leave behind the passive nature of her family, she would grow stronger to bring chaos and pain to humans, both outlaws, Caledonian or Lascian citizen.

Still at heart Saiyouin was a rather kind girl so it was rather hard for her to develop a feeling of blood lust, hence every time she joined a raid when she was old enough she merely was the little thief stealing things during the chaos, still that changed on a fateful day… It was a rainy day when her tribe entered the village and found out the Caledonian army had secretly been waiting for them, around her she could hear the yells and screams of her allies ordering to retreat but for her it was impossible. She was there, surrounded by guards with nothing else than a pair of daggers in her hands. Still it seemed her innocent self would soon be scattered when a majestic voice spoke within her asking in a proud tone “What do you want me to do? Rather what do you want to do?” The girl had lowered her head, gazing toward the floor for a second before suddenly her lips formed a wide smirk and she raised her hand, the mask that always rested on the side of her head now being slid toward her face as she yelled out.

“I want to….. KILL THEM ALL!!!”

As soon as that sentence was finished it seemed the girl took a total change, her previous graceful and proud stance bended slightly, seemingly more like a wild barbarian of sorts, full of openings but the feeling of strength seeping from it, not only that but a beast-like roar left her mouth, reminding people of a Mightyena as she suddenly ran backwards, making the guard been caught off-guard and while he tried to draw his sword she brutally swept past him, her arm grabbing the arm of the man and sliding it toward his back when she suddenly jumped on him, her dagger sliding into back of his throat while she jumped off him again, charging after her enemies like a true enraged beast. It was said that masked girl became a real monster, a wolf woman is how rumors called her. Even when she was stabbed multiply times her anger and rage fueled her to function even when her mind no longer listened. Even after all the slaughtering ended and the guards had been death the girl had walked back toward the edge of the forest before she collapsed, the mask still on her face as she felt the rain droplets dripping against it, the same majestic voice from earlier speaking once more.

“So? What is the path you have token?”

And strangely all the girl could do was simple gently and reply in a cheerful tone. “The path that is soaked with blood…. Blood of those beasts.”

After that she seemed to had been picked up by a old couple who nursed her to health, thankfully enough not asking anything about her wounds or the mask that had covered her head when they found her but still she couldn’t sit idle couldn’t she? From what she heard she was now in a small village where a famous Ponyta breeder lived. Perhaps she could kill him to bring terror to the kingdom? Perhaps she should take it easier and merely steel one of his priced steeds. That would be a good idea but first he would need to find a companion to help her out.

Roleplay Sample:
Darkness… It’s the very essence that fills the night and is forced to hide during the brightness of the day. Still darkness can often seep out of the shadows into people’s hearts by many different things, like for example hatred and the desire for revenge. It had been those two feelings that openly made the young shaman, or better said a outlaw embrace the darkness and become darkness herself. Still one would rarely guess when someone was consumed by darkness just from looking at the outside, perhaps she looked like a interesting traveler? That must had been what the people of Caledonia thought. At the outskirts of a small settlement called Ulster a rather unique individual wandered. The person in question was a woman, a young one at that also. Her long purple hair freely flew behind her, practically allowing everyone to admire it’s true beauty. Strangely enough this also seemed to had been the fact for the rest of the woman her body. Her rather large bust was nearly screaming to be popped out, only a single layer of leather covering it and with every step the woman made people intensely followed the bouncy movements her bust made. Still this wasn’t the only thing that was unusual, actually her whole entire, from the extreme small skirt that nearly exposed her bottom to her long and slender legs had been exposed to the public.

In this time most men would simply grin and saying she was a woman of pleasure, or a more rude term, a whore so most often it would end up with them yelling suggestive comments and their wives yelling and cursing at them for turning their eyes toward a strange, even when she was dressed in a revealing attire. Still there was something unusual about this mystical beauty. Her way of walking was not the flirty seductive one most would expect but rather a proud and graceful motion of a princess of sorts, still the true special things had been the huge black sheath that hung on a strap over her back and ‘that’ thing. A beautiful well-craved mask of a wolf, actually looking so realistic it might had been a wolf head. Still what would such a woman be seeking in a village like did? That was easy right? At least for one who knew her. She only came here for revenge, to satisfy the beast-like hunger for blood that slowly awakened within her.

It was already getting evening so time was playing in her opportunity. Most younglings, or better said children had already returned home and the guard patrols had decreased, still the best thing of all was that the most easy prey would come out now. Young men and women, some just to hang out with friends and other simply going to the tavern for a drink, their goals didn’t mind for her, all she needed was a target that interested her. Still where would she find such a person? Releasing a small sigh the women looked around, her bright orange eyes gazing intensely toward her surroundings like a predator seeking new flesh to rip, still it seemed her search for a meal was soon found. Nearby a small building seemed to had been standing. The door was spread wide-open and the light shone out of it, clearly revealing it must had been a bar of sorts and just as she thought that she saw someone walking outside. The person in question was a man, a young man at that also. To be honest he lacked the rather raw features adults had like a rough skin or thinks like a beard or a mustache so she guessed he must have been around her age. This was actually perfect!

Finding a nearby alley separating two large storage houses the woman found the perfect spot for her plan and secretly snuck in the shadows, gently tossing the sheath off her back in the darkness before she ended up taking a kneeled position, as if she bruised her leg and waited…. And there the boy was. A little smirk appeared on her lips as her soft voice spoke, a plea for help leaving her lips and as soon as the boy heard her voice he turned into her direction, seemingly instantly worried as he sped toward her direction. Why are younglings so silly those days? Not even wary of one of the easiest tricks in the life of a outlaw. As soon as the boy arrived at her place, asking if she was alright the young woman stood up, thanking him gently before she suddenly leaned closer, planting her lips on his forcefully before teasingly pulling out her tongue. At first thing might had been just a seductive act but if one would look closer for a second they could see her hands dig into the stockings of her legs, revealing a pair of knives that had been attached by a simple chain before she made a swift twist with her hands, wrapping the chain around the boy his neck and guess what? Thanks to the kiss the poor lad his screams had been muffled, and the fact she was surprisingly strong in her grip prevented him from running away. It was only a little later the woman felt the boy his resistance growing thin and she slid into the shadows, her hands embracing the poor boy who just experienced the silent last kiss.

“Oho~ What do we have here?”

Curiously the young woman had been delving into the man his pockets, finding his possessions but one thing truly had caught her interest. It was a large orb, enough to even fit her palm and somehow felt warm, as if something inhabited it. Was this the thing they called a Pokéorb? Well since the boy was death he most likely wouldn’t complain or have use for it so it was up for her to take right? Finders keepers and she found it so she will keep it~
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