Leticia

"I am still unsure as to how I ought to hold back."

## History

On a small island in the middle of a raging ocean, Leti was born to a family that bordered the title of “godlike”. Her childhood bedtime stories revolved around fantastical deeds done in her parents’ ventures of peace and terror.

Her mother, the reigning monarch of the Pirate kingdom, was a keen woman with a burning determination, relentless in her desires and determinations, and an adept hand no matter the battlefield she was on - whether that would be the seas, her court, or even her bedroom. Tales of both her beauty and her tempestuous nature spread wide in her world, for as deadly a look that she could give to quiet a man, her capabilities in the arcane and reputation for the devastating seas of flames her hands could evoke were just as widely held in terror.

Her father on the other hand lacked the widespread reputation of her mother, at least in the circles of the common man, in the circle of wizards however, and students of the arcane he was known as a demon lord - although the veracity of this matter was never proven, much by his own desires. A quiet man, whose artistry with a blade was known only by legend of slain dukes of hell, and embittered balors who had been forced unto their temporary rests.

Among the various visitors, It was not out of the norm for a gargantuan dragon with scales of gold to sometimes visit the castle she called home, One whom in natural or human form, she knew simply as if they were an uncle to her, often climbing on his back to go flying - a past time she shared with her mother on freeing occasions.

Nor was it all too rare that a demon would come to their home, whether they be sent as an ambassador, or the trademark golden hair and pointed ears would identify them to be one of her aunts, courtesy of her father and one of the few people (aside from her) who managed to break his stonefaced demeanor (typically their the inecessence of their nagging.)

Growing up surrounded by these terrifying beings who raised her with a fierce love has given Leti a skewed view of power and family. Almost as a joke from the universe, Leti lacked her parents’ incredible intellect, instead gaining their physical prowess and a passion for the natural lines drawn between Life and Death.

Where the stories of fantasy were the young girl’s reality, reality is far more mundane and confusing. Although What isn’t confusing is that Death demanded a payment of separation; this time and plane is where she will pay that toll.

Not... that... the separation bothers her. Even if reality lacks for the fantastical stories and beings she finds herself rather nonplussed by the matter, as the memory of one tail in particular exists in her memory which inspires her to a rather simple point.

"This world will never give you what you want by it's own nature. The best way to get that which you desire has been, and forever will be to take it for yourself."

And with her scythe in hand, she's all too happy to make her own sort of fairytale.

## Appearance

Leti doesn’t care to let too many people see her and when they do, she prefers to remain under a cloak. Her red hair having painted a target on her from early years as the Queen’s daughter she learned to keep to the shadows, one cannot target what one does not find. This leant its own air of mystery to the Servant of Death, her affinity for darkness and borderline obsession with her scythe speaking to those around her before her mouth ever opens.

## Personality

Leti is abrasive, cold, and blunt, often sending others away within moments of opening her mouth as her social skills are lacking in many ways. The truth is that being raised amidst parents who lived and told extraordinary tales, stories that gave the definition of Fantasy a run for its money, makes one callous to the minute details of life. The world is very black and white for her, very literal and leaves little room for interpretation.

## Loves

“What is love except the absence of sanity?”

## Fears

“Fear has a use; cowardice has none. If fear makes you a coward, you have outlived your use.”

## Hobbies

Having taken a liking to blades and death Leti has only one hobby: butchering. She has since turned the art of death into an art of presentation, making money from a niche hobby-profession. Why waste time doing something for ‘fun’ that doesn’t also serve a purpose?

## Family

Mother: Pirate Queen of Flames

Father: Demon Lord of Shadows

Her extended family ranges the spectrum of succubus to kitsune, each having their own influence on her view of ‘family relationship’.

## Enemies

She has no living enemies, but the Dead do not forget. If she were to have an enemy, it would come from the ranks of those who’s lives ended on her scythe.

“One who is haunted has glimpsed a truth that may be best left hidden.”

## Aspirations

“Death demanded a price; I’m here to pay that toll.”

She simply wishes to better the art of Death and the strengthen her bond with her scythe.