Drissy (DrissyOG)

## Summary

Drissy is one of the current ruler of Dawn Frost, leading the Army and Alchemy/Astronomy division.

## Drissy

* Drissy (Normal)
* Drissy (Disguise)

### Occupation

Head of Dawn Frost Alchemy/Astronomy + Military (Current)Priestess (Formerly)

## Physical description

### Species

Human (Formerly)Endearian/Ender Dragon (Current)

### Eye color

Green (Formerly, Both)Green + Purple (Current)

## Backstory

Okay, enough with the cheeky, happy-go-lucky stuff. Her life is shit, essentially. Long ago, Drissy had worked under the gods, as a priestess. Her brother, Crimson, was a guard. Not of a god- but of the kingdom. They both adored their lives, having each other in it was the key to their happiness. One fateful morning, however, Crimson had taken a hefty swerve off of his destiny. Drissy was devastated- blaming the gods for his death. Inevitably, she set fire to her church & was banished from the gods' land, being cursed with ender withering by Aza. Soon, she crash landed on the isle now known as Dawn Frost. She settled there for several millenia, using old books to study ancient alchemy. Around ~4 years prior to the gods' reawakening, she'd leave her home to see the gods' land dilapidated. Happiness overjoyed her as she looked upon the lands she once had sought to destroy. While returning to her home, she had met 2 peculiar people. Kayo (MayoKayo), an engineer who had a fascination with anything automated, & Callum (MinecraftCat361) a human who had physical features akin to that of a bee. She offered to bring the two to the isle, to live in peace. They accepted, leaving with her & making some (decent, albeit run down (sort of)) homes.

One sunrise, however- Drissy noted a change in the winds, spotting a storm from beyond the island. It was normal now to see such abhorrent storms (they'd settled on the coast), but this one was entirely different.

It had energy that reminded her of *Emilepsi*.

Anger struck through her as she gathered her thoughts, & used a traveler's stew to go see the commotion. Not too far from where she had teleported, she spotted wanderers, attempting to awaken the gods. She frowned, using the remaining stew to return home, announcing the gods' return to her friends. Their reactions were similar to hers.

An idea shot through her mind, like hot adrenaline.

Fight fire with fire.

So she did, that very same day, founding Dawn Frost- an independent nation separate from the gods & determined to strike them down.

*All for Crimson. All for her perfect life thrown away by those DAMN GODS.*

## Lore Stories

**Unruly, Ill Aetheist.**

She had done it.
Beginning her ultimate retribution against the Gods, Drissy had burned down her church dedicated to the ringleader, Emilepsi. The screams of the inhabitants and civillians surrounding would echo within her mind and destroy any remaining sense of peace she had maintained.

Then they’d appeared. Emilepsi, Aza, and Sophia appeared before the then human. “Why have you burned the church, Drissy?” Emilepsi attempted to reason. The woman refused to reply. Her anger blinded her beyond reason, or rescue. “Please give me a reason. I don’t want to hurt you; you’re the most dedicated priestess I’ve seen for years.”

Then the stinging grew. Her heart and vision seized up, as Emilepsi screamed at Aza to stop. Sophia merely watched the fire. The next moment blurred out, Drissy only being able to see people throw her into the nearby river, tying her down with bags of cobble.

Drissy somehow managed to survive the ordeal, gaining a smooth and fine charcoal black coating on her right side of her face. But she refused to show the gods her pains. When she initially awakened, she grew confused. Wasn’t she ment to be dead now? She’d drowned, right? *No, I didn’t.* She gazed at the puzzling reflection of her own face on the sleek surface of the water.

*Did you save me, brother?*

Drissy soon worked for several weeks to build a tower. Just a cobble tower. Her body was becoming too frail to preform any more physical activity. Then, a woman appeared before her while she lay sideways crumpled up on the beach. She looked like Drissy, or her mother. The light had made it hard to see, but they helped her study ancient alchemy and grapht plants in order to make a stopper for the disease. Drissy could barely see out of her eyes now, everything almost black.

Then she returned with the cure.

A bottle’s edge was tipped against her mouth as she felt a crimson red liquid drip down her chin. Once her vision cleared up, the only thing she saw was the womans feet, which had strange purple shoes and frilly socks. Then, she dissapated as soon as she’d apparated. Her graciousness made Drissy smile. With the books, Drissy made several replicates of the potion, which she stored in a chest where noone would find it.

Every 500 years or so, Drissy would start the process all over again. Grapht and plant, drink, extract seeds. It was routine, which she fell in love with. Its simplicity and repetivity helped her move on. Almost. At one point, she stopped, thinking of Emilepsi and Aza again. She frowned. *One day, you will receive the blunt of my wrath Emilepsi. Hells coming with me.*

**New Beginnings.**

A few weeks after Drissy had recruited Callum and Kayo, they met interesting people.
Kansakii, for instance, was a highly talented warrior and citizen. But it all came to a sudden stop when he was poisoned by the gods out of the boundaries of Dawn Frost. Due to this, Drissy was unable to provide an antidote for it. She felt horrible. One of her citizens has passed and she couldn’t even give them something to make it all better? Shameful. She reminded herself constantly.

Night had fallen yet again, and so Drissy left to do more mining, since Dawn Frost’s wares were really needing right now.

It was to her suprise she found a man, much shorter than herself, and with kinda long, milk chocolate hair. He reminded her a lot of Crimson, but she ignored it.

She made herself present through a single snap. He seemed petifried because of her prescence. This would make Drissy question her appearance for sometime. However, she moved on, introducing herself. “I am Drissy.” She said, kneeling at the entrance of the cave, waiting for his reply. But he gave none. “Why have you sheltered yourself away from the gods? Perhaps do you not believe in them?” This time, the man nodded. Drissy smiled. “Well then I humbly induct you to Dawn Frost, a nation against the gods.” She then stood up. “We will shelter you, provide food, and protect your beliefs at all costs.” She smiled. He got up, took a few things out of the chest that sat at the furthest wall, and walked back up to her. “Welcome to Dawn Frost.”

Drissy returned with the man, introducing him as “Nameless”, opting to give him “Vagus” as an alternate name. She smiled, as the next few weeks of progress kept coming.

Vagus seemed to fit right in with the rest of them.

## Fun Facts

1. Drissy's favorite flower is a Red Spider Lily. Why? Because they symbolize death, and its said by some legends that if you see someone whom you may never meet again, these flowers will bloom along the paths you take, so during special days, or when shes happier than usual, she'll wear them in her hair, as a sign that when the gods die, her existence will dwindle as well…
2. Drissy’s ambidextrous! She can write, fight, and preform (limited) magic using both hands.
3. Due to their height, Drissy is able to climb trees in less than 5 seconds; a childhood habit that developed into their adult life.

## Links

1. Youtube Playlist
2. Spotify Playlist