Kheciria Fearith Alhahmid

### Notable features

Darker skin, yellow eyes, long black hair, tuffs of feathers on top of her ears.

## Connections

### Reputation

Well known on the higher side of Riikki. Mostly called as Madam Corvus there.

### Associated characters

Khonsu Felir Alhahmid - older brother, Cyru Cache & Aurave Ventus - Employee at the Blush,

## Looks

Looks: Kheciria has darkish skin and yellowish eyes that glimmer in the dark. Her hair is long and black as the night. On top of her ears on both sides she has bundles of feathers sticking back. With magic she hides her black wings and claws. When not needing to look as an aristocrat she uses clothing that resembles her old tribes style. Her back is adorned with harsh long scars that she is not afraid to show. When doing her ritualistic deeds, she dresses in provocative looking clothing that her tribes female “priests” used to wear. Loves to wear anything shiny on her clothing.

## Abilities

Abilities: Kheciria is proficient in using her two kusarigamas and a whip. Flexible, but when in hand to hand combat mostly uses her legs. With her “curse” she gained the ability to talk with avian creatures and is liked by them. Along with the “curse” came the ability to sprout black wings from her back which she can fly with.

Because of her dark way of living, the “curse” has taken over her avian form. As before she was able to turn into a raven, she now turns into a humanoid raven creature (for many people the form is spooky to see). Legs changing into claws, wings ripping from her back and the feathery parts on her head growing longer.

Kheciria uses magic to gain what she wants in life. Blood and hallucination magic.

## Extra info

Loves: Anything shiny, power, her gods.

Languages: Speaks viridian and the tribes own language. (Language sounds like na’vi)

Belongings: Has amassed a massive amounts of different creature parts and skulls for her rituals, Two kusarigamas, a whip, a pet called Alo (It is a mix of raven and a cat.)

Extra info: Kheciria has a bigger kindness and familiarity towards avian characters. She tends to be surprisingly calmer and kinder towards them.

## Background

Kheciria was born into a small hidden tribe with her brother near the barrier. The tribe had their own gods that they worshipped with extreme measures. Sacrifices, altars and rituals were normal for the tribe in their daily lives. They hunted and worshiped with great love and care. Children were taught from a young age how to hunt, cook, survive, make clothing and shelter, but most importantly how to always stay on the good side of their gods. Going outside of their tribe's area was strictly prohibited for all except hunters. Because of the tribe's extreme beliefs and ways, they shunned outsiders and stayed as far away from them as possible.

Khecirias brother Khonsu had one day wanted to go exploring outside the tribe area. Kheciria being the younger sister of course decided to join her dear brother in this small journey.

They found a stone structure that had a similar look to that of a shrine or a sacrificial altar. Kheciria, having stronger beliefs in their tribe's gods than her brother, muttered a few prayers in their native language as they arrived. Two children not knowing the dangers of the world played and kept on discovering said place without a care in the world. Without noticing the sun had started its descent already.

Kheciria was enjoying the nature's calm airs with her brother near the structure as they suddenly heard voices nearby talking in a weird language. Stricken with fear they ran to find a hiding place and ended up finding a latch in the structure. Forcing it open they hid inside. Without seeing anything in the dark the siblings stumble around the basement of sorts.

Kheciria tries her best to calm her breathing as a crash is heard in the basement. Suddenly she can feel herself lose balance and she pummels down on to the hard ground. She curses her brother quietly, but doesn’t continue as she feels stinging on her wrists. Kheciria had fallen onto a big offering bowl made from porcelain. Bowl filled with sharp claws of different birds cut into her wrist when she had tried to break her fall. Quite soon after the pain had arrived Kheciria felt her back and head burst with pain. The pain was too strong for her to notice what was happening to her brother at the same time.

The siblings' lives changed in massive ways after waking up a day later in the basement. Getting their bearings they stepped out of their hiding place and went back outside. Finally seeing each other they screamed in fright of the others' looks. On Khecirias head there now were two bundles of black feathers above her ears and black raven wings folded neatly behind her back. Two siblings, scared of what had happened ran as fast as they could back to their tribe, but closer and closer as they got no noise was still heard anywhere. No laughs of children, chanting to gods or boring talks of adults. The sibling pair slowed down as they finally noticed what had happened in their tribe. A total massacre. Bodies were laying all around the campment, the smell of death was everywhere.

It would take the pair years until realizing what had happened upon their tribe. A group of deathbringers had found their tribe. The tribe's ritualistic and unique ways of living had been what ended up being their end. Khecirias faith towards her tribes gods grew along the years. Her high beliefs on karma and their gods powers made her continue the rituals, sacrifices and offerings throughout the years. Her need and want for vengeance towards the deathbringers growing stronger every year, she craves to gain more and more power. Sadly in her journey for said power, she is slowly losing herself as well.

The siblings had buried all of their dead tribe members, gathered their things and made their way into the new and unknown world.As Khecirias brother made sure she was living well, she continued her rituals and training to gain power.

As teens they finally went their own ways for a while. Needing to find themselves. Khecirias journey started with her meeting an old woman. The woman was as cruel as can be, but taught how she was to truly survive in the world. With her new knowledge she was ready to conquer her opponents.

Kheciria was part of a prostitution ring for quite a while, but with her skills and beauty she snatched a rich aristocrat and got married quickly in Riikki. It “sadly” was not long after the wedding when her “dear” husband died. Now left with money to spend and connections to the higher side of Riikki she continues her journey for power. There is very little she will not do for the sake of gaining it

Kheciria keeps in contact with her brother through her pet Alo

## Stats

STR 0, DEX +1, CON -1, WIS +2, INT +1 & CHA +2

## Song References

Halloweenie IV: Innards - Ashnikko

“I like to wear my human skin outside, in disguise.

I contort my body into something that you’d like.

Have to sew my innards up, stitch ‘em tight, I'm so shy.

Hide my ten-foot tongue behind my Hollywood smile.

I’m an entity, an apparition looking for a host. I’m darkness’s scary sister, dissipate like smoke.”

Purity - lilyisthatyou

“Hey, Mister Angel-boy, play with me like a toy

You think I'm sweet like candy.

Won't say that once you've had me.

Beautiful, a fragile doll, but, you don't know me at all, and you wouldn't be so blind if you knew what was happening in my mind.

So be aggressive, be, be aggressive, for a second, an hour, meet me in the shower.

And be aggressive, be, be aggressive, sex is a weapon, I'm not your possession

Say I'm a slut, I'm a whore, I don't care, I want it more

There's no such thing as purity.

So, what you gonna do?

Call me a slut, call me a whore, It's obvious you're insecure

There's no such thing as purity anymore”

Lilith - Halsey, Suga (Diablo IV Anthem)

Well, I'm perfection when it comes to indiscretion.

Might fuck around and just succumb to my aggression.

I taste blood and it’s turned to an obsession.

Baby, I'm confessin', yeah.

You got me thinkin' that I was too mean.

Well, everything that I say, I believe.

Tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve and change like a season, reason for nothin',

I am disruptive, I've been corrupted and by now, I don't need a fuckin' introduction.

I've been gone 'cause I been on this road too long.