Scylla

"I tried socializing a bit. Figured it was better than passing out under the snow again but that went about as well as expected."

## Misc. Information

### Date of death

N/A

"Hush now my daughter, do not weep nor wake."

"Or the grandmother will come calling for your sleep to take."

## History

With parents relating to the kingdom of Argonne, Scylla was raised with a rather unique training cycle despite her life spent in tel'narrum. Luckily, despite immigrating there, her family has had no trouble integrating into the lifestyle there. it isn't entirely clear to Scylla whether she was adopted into her family, or born to them as there are signs to indicate either way, and her family has never sought to make it clear to her one way or another.

When raised, she was often told stories of various fantastical devils, from the lord of slaves himself, and the domain which he ruled, to a more mysterious entity - the grandmother. While some may ordinarily expect that it is a referenced to Baba Yaga, those who listen to the stories would realize that she whom is being discussed is a MUCH more terrifying entity.

Though little remains known in the world about who she is, she is known for her destructive abilities, representing a pure law of hell - that of the purge. Destruction which exists purely to remove the cancers of the world in the most hell-like way possible. One of the entities who one would strongly associate with the end of days.

Since the first time, Scylla always felt a connection to these stories, wide-eyed and attentive to learn more about this mysterious person, and finding inspiration to continue fighting and struggling past limitations that would've otherwise brought her down.

Despite this hero-worship though, she's been clearly raised to respect the tenents of lawful Asmodeus, having to study them and various legal contracts as part of her daily training - something that was often more of a strenuous matter rather than not. Forging an iron will in her to continue fighting despite no matter what was thrown at her, which happened to be anywhere from daggers, to swords, to a varying arsenal of weaponry.

This throwing also included training with the various weapons, which meant that ultimately Scylla would receive little to no time familiarizing herself with the people around her. Often preferring to burry herself in snow for periods of time rather than even make the attempt a few times of which resulted in her nearly dealing with severe cases of hypothermia as her preference and training more often than not involved her wearing heavy armor.

This cycle of training and focus has left her little time for idle matters of romance, never once having looked at either male or female for company, as the only company she had been taught to desire was that of her longsword and shield in her hands, and the only touch she yearned for was the weight of armor against her body. Skipping over the traditional assocaition she would have otherwise had with others.

This period of intensity has recently come to an end though, for there is no longer a better training available for her beyond that of practicality, which means that in this way her association with her parents has ended - the both of them simply selling their home and leaving with little to know warning - a firm way of kicking their fledging bird out of the nest to spread her proverbial "wings"

## Appearance

Standing at 5'4'' Scylla is a cold beauty, her hair long and bound behind her hair is the only attempt at any form of self-care beyond regular hygene. Her eyes appear to be blue in most cases except when they take on a steely expression of disgust, irritation or frustration with whatever has annoyed her.

More often than not, she wears armor and only ever reluctantly parts with her sword, and will always argue that her shield is not a weapon and is instead just part of her armor and thus there is no reason to disarm her of it.

## Personality

Scylla has a personality as iron as her will and jokes will more often than not go over her head. The chilled air of tel'narrum has apparently slipped into her head as she comes off cool and calculated, at least as it comes to doing battle. Outside of a fight though, she tends to avoid conversing with others, as alcohol is the only other companion she is willing to suffer.

## Loves

Stories of the grandmother were Scylla's childhood company, but without that she enjoys significant amounts of alcohol and sleeping under piles of snow.

## Fears

coming to meet with her hero on bad terms, or on any terms. Despite her amazement with the grandmother, Scylla isn't too interested in facing annihilation itself. Additionally she'd prefer to avoid ever coming face to face with a love potion. Much less fall in love, being forced to fall in love would probably make her flip from outright murderous to outright murderous.

## Hobbies

Reading legal documents and fletching arrows are the hobbies that scylla has, eventually though she has an interest in opening and running a bar. Feeling that if she were to travel around she could perhaps find rare but excellent liquors to add to her would-be collection.

## Family

She has lost contact with her family when they left. Whether they are alive or not is unknown.

## Aspirations

As much as she fears meeting the grandmother, Scylla would also enjoy meeting her in the first place, such as hero worship allows for. Although reasonably she keeps this in touch, instead her more realistic aspiration is to own a bar filled with exotic alcohol. She's not sure how she'd run it though.