Race: Illuvian Child (Human/Angel)
Worships: Brygeld
History
Kitiara has led a rough life. Growing up, she was raised by her father after her mother supposedly abandoned them. She was never to speak or ask of her mother for reasons which her father would never tell her. She knew from the beginning that she was different from all the others, but she never asked as to why for fear of what her father said would happen, that they would be turned from their home and sent to live as outcasts. Her father was a knight among the king's court and taught Kitiara how to live as a knight. She grew up as her father's son, the son he never had. Her father died in battle when she was 12 and she picked up his sword, determined live the path of his life in memory of him. She trained day and night, training for that day when she would be old enough to compete for knighthood.
When Kitiara turned 18, she was old enough to enter the king's court on her own accord, to be recognized as a knight should she pass the tests presented to her. She went through the trials that were placed upon her and she come out top of her class, beating down the males in her class. Even though she was woman, the king was forced to see her talent and knighted her, making her a part of the king's guard, the highest honor that knight can receive. She's always been a bit of a loner, and has always had a desperate need to excel her power, to become more than she is. When Kitiara, affectionately known as Kit, was 21, the king died suddenly in his sleep and she was released of her duties. She was heartbroken, the king having become a father figure in her life. When no one was around they would squabble over the smallest things and end up laughing and telling jokes to one another. Once again Kitiara was left alone in the world so she began her wanderings.
It was a year or more, she really could no longer remember, that she came upon the city of Tarshiva. She met the love of her life within those city walls, Phoenix. They spent every waking moment together and he showed her what it meant to love, to need someone such as they needed each other. He showed her the passion that lay dormant within her. Among this time she came up an Illuvian named Cross Lazarus, befriending her and eventually learning the thing which had haunted her for so long… her past and her true origins. Kit was an Illuvian child of the feather class.
One day, though, Phoenix disappeared, never to be seen again and Kit's happy world shattered. She waited for him, long days and long nights her heart cried out for him to return to her, but she gave up hope knowing that something had happened to him and that he would never return to her, not in this lifetime. She bounced from one lover to the next, each one holding her within his grasp long enough to cause more damage to her already torn soul.
She finally broke one night and fled the city of Tarshiva, for what she thought for good. Moving swiftly through the forests, she dare not rest or eat, only fled blindly from the pain that lay behind her in her past, the wind wiping at her eyes as she wept through her flight. Weak and exhausted, barely alive she feel upon the steps of a temple to magic. The magic-users found her near death that morning, 8 hours after she had collapsed there. Nursing her back to health, which took a long time, they also nursed her soul, repairing as much as they could of the extensive damage that had taken place there.
She eventually regained her will to live, but she would never be the same Kitiara that had been in Tarshiva only months before. The clerics taught her their magic of the dark arts for these clerics wore the black robes of magic. Her eyes took on an ice quality to them as the last remaining light ebbed from her. She became a shell of a being and just as before with her strength in the knighthood, she learned the deadly arts of magic quickly and held them at her will.
It was then that she returned to Tarshiva, lusting for the blood of those who had scorned her. Aligning herself with Genkai, she became in control of an army that would wait for the take-over of Tarshiva. Genkai is dead now and has left to Kit the army, she is back in control, the highest power and Tarshiva will bow upon her feet as she brings the city to its bloody knees as the day of reckoning draws closer and closer.
Kitiara, in attempt to encourage the war, kidnapped Nelonna, the high elven princess, who was also Galadin's love. She tortured her in such a gruesome matter that some would have wished that Kitiara had just granted the poor girl death. This act spurred for the war for Tarshiva, Galadin Gracewin leading the opposing force. She fought that night, relying upon solely her magic, attacked from all sides her love, Rafael by her side, she continued her barrage of blackness, ghost armies, earthquakes and arrows from her magic. She held a force field around her body to protect her, but as she cast her last spell she fell to her own magic.
The orb on her staff shattered and the magic swirled forth from it, encasing her inside of it's misty depths. She disappeared, a scream upon the air as Kitiara vanished from the fight… that was the last anyone had seen of her. But Kitiara still has more secrets up her sleeve.
Appearance
Kitiara has a lithe figure, muscular and toned. She has been well blessed as well as cursed when it comes to her bosom, quite large she must have armor to flatten out her chest in battle. Her muscle tone has come from all of the years which she spent as a knight, training side by side with men, but she is not overly muscular, she has the shape of a woman, soft in all of the right places.
She has a scar upon her neck from where she broke her collarbone when she was 19 and the bone never truly healed right so it is slightly uneven. She has many light scars from her sword battles, but they have faded with the years.
The tattoo of her king's court lies on her right hip, a small emblem of a phoenix.
Her face is soft, yet hard all at once. She had defined cheekbones that show her ice blue eyes off in a dark shadow. Her eyelashes are long, but she has very large eyes, so they do not hide her eyes. Her nose is just right for her face and should on look close enough there is a small bump on her nose from when she has had it broken in a bar room fight during her time as a barmaid before she became a knight. With a small defined mouth and slightly pouty lips her facial features have always had the ability to house her emotions.
Her hair is long and tinged with natural blue streaks. Usually held back into a bun when she fights, wispy hair fall into her face no matter what she does. Most of the time though, Kitiara will choose to leave her hair flow long and uninhibited to below her ass.
Finally, her least shown aspect is her large pale blue wings that she keeps retracted from view, never having gotten used to them.
Kit's dress is simple and complex all at once. She wears a pale blue, grayish silken shirt beneath her bra-like breast armor that splits up the middle exposing her midriff. She wears a long deep blue fighting skirt, high slits up to her hips and a pair of gray light leggings underneath. On the skirt lies the emblem of her king, the phoenix, in a light blue, also in tribute to her long lost lover who will always hold a place within her heart.
Her boots are black and lace up the front. She always keeps dagger casings on her legs for when that moment might arise when she needs to use them. She also carries a sword hip belt to house her longsword.
Fighting Style
Kitiara has the basic style of knight, she fights with honor even now, though sometimes her honor does take a side stand to winning. She is a powerful warrior, skilled in the art of sword and throwing daggers, but as of lately her passion has become the dark magic that flows through her.
She carries with her a black marble staff topped with a green crystal orb. Inside the orb swirls a white misty center. This orb her is the source of her main power. Given to her by the clerics who saved her, she treasures it. She is still testing the reaches of her powers of magic, but she still does fight by sword, now combining her magic with it to ensure her enemy's defeat.
She is quick and agile and quick on her feet. The most dangerous thing about her is that she's smart, she thinks when she fights instead of running off half-cocked and many enemies have fallen before her in their own pool of blood because they have underestimated her.
Her magic is powerful, sometimes more powerful than she herself is, and she must watch that she does not exceed her own powers for dire consequences would occur.
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