Cynthia Silvers

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That Bitch

Zara's Lap Dog

## **Biography**

#### 1018-1038

Cynthia was born in New Bastion City, a healthy baby girl to Esmeralda Silverspinner and Saki Dul-Sansiska, both of whom were sixteen and fourteen at the time. Esmeralda did not wish to keep her own child, finding that a simple fling with a boy had turned into this entire mess somehow despite her never feeling she wanted children at this point. To make matters worse, Saki was the son of the head of a noble house, she was just a merchant girl he'd met, and she was getting pressure from her family to leverage the baby's birth to get standing with House Dul-Sansiska. Ultimately, Maria Dul-Sansiska personally paid Esmeralda a hefty bounty for the baby girl and allowed her and her family to set up in the north to ply their trades with Adsiks, satisfying the pressure on the newfound mother. Thus from the moment of her birth Cynthia was unwanted by at least one family she hadn't even yet known, but another one would take her in gladly.

Saki was not expected to be there for his child, he had not been there for the birth, was not even aware he had gotten a girl pregnant. He was off having adventures and being a silly little boy who had just been 'fooling around' in a port town with some older girl who fancied his golden sheen. Instead, Cynthia was raised by Maria and Garin, taking responsibility for their boy's actions, Garin especially took a liking to Cynthia as she reminded him of when he took in Saki when he had been unwanted and a 'mistake'. She would live her life as any noble child would under the protection of one of the richest families in the world, she was given all that was needed, though it still was not the best time to grow up in such a position.

#### 1038-1045

Cynthia was once engaged to a noble man named in 1038, after becoming pregnant at eighteen. Though she quickly broke it off, heartbroken, when she found out that he had committed adultery. have Cynthia assassinated, while she was heavily pregnant with his child. The attempt saw extreme damage to her uterus and digestive system, which caused her to miscarry, and Garin Dul-Sansiska personally strangled him to death in his own bedchambers five days later, as a retribution kill, for the death of his great-grandchild.

The conspirators of the crime: the man's father, uncle, and several cousins and associated miscreants, were all brought before the court to answer for their crimes, though nobody could ever determine that Garin had actually been the one to strangle the young noble before proper law enforcement could take place. All were found guilty of attempted murder of the young Cynthia Dul-Sansika and the death of her unborn child, the father and uncle were hanged until death, while the cousins and their associates received heavy sentences of imprisonment and asset forfeitures. The House was shunned, and thus began the second degree of their criminality, now under the ruling Lady of the house with her husband and brother dead.

Cynthia, still recovering from her injuries and the traumatic loss of her child, was very distraught at this time and was relieved to hear that her cheating fiance been strangled by her grandfather. Not only that, but his bitch of a mother was now dead, and their family on the run from Amora because the people reviled them so much. Another assassination attempt was tried, in a vain attempt to rob Saki of his own family, but her father remained by her side the entire duration and thwarted the attempt. After this final atrocious action, King Drake himself went and killed every last member of House Mira he could find, and requested Reynis Dul-Sansiska hunt the rest via Maria, to which it was obliged.All of this would take place over the course of about three months total, and was such a whirlwind of issues that many believed that a very serious issue was on the horizon, though Cynthia was mostly trying to come to terms with loss and helplessness.

In 1038 Cynthia would found her smuggling outfit, transporting counterfeit spidersilk and dreadplate/dreadweave, still not entirely alright after everything that had happened, she wanted to make something of herself outside of being protected by her family. This didn't sit well with her grandfather, Garin Dul-Sansiska, who quickly found out what she was up to and helped her to form her smuggling crew, and teach her about seafaring. He didn't mind so much she wanted to be a criminal, just that she wasn't going in blind and knew that if she ever got in too deep, he would pull her out. She found twenty members, three strong veterans, and the rest were just some pups and orphans who Cynthia felt sorry for, and between herself and her grandfather, they molded the crew into a force to be reckoned with. By that time Garin left her to her devices, with instructions not to get wrapped up with any pirate schemes or other bullshit, she was just going to rip off criminals and nothing else.

By 1040 Cynthia's crew was a well known commodity and they had so much business they could barely keep up, Cynthia had some sample units of the spidersilk itself, the dreadweave fabric that all Dul-Sansiskans used that blocked slashing and stabbing from anything rated Drow Steel and below. She also carried a piece of dreadplate that only officers and those of the nobility could wear, that was extraordinarily resilient to just about everything you threw at it. However, he entire stock was nothing but clever fakery and showmanship, she robbed pirate crews blind in pricing and nobody was the wiser. She had hoped they would kill each other using this crap, but they were stockpiling for some reason.

It was the summer of 1043 by the time she realized what was up, there was an invitation sent by Requiem, the supposedly new Pirate King. Apparently he was amassing a mighty force, he was going to try and bring down the Drow of the Northern Kingdom, and they needed all peoples to join their ranks. Cynthia's crew, the Briny Rats, was being given a special opportunity because of their dedication to outfitting the navy with so much wonderful gear over the years. Cynthia deemed that there was no way in the Void that she was accepting this, and warned the others that if they were going to, they could leave her crew. A mutiny broke out in their hideout, Cynthia was the strongest and most ferocious, plus she'd trained them. She was saddened deeply, but she gave her first mate a headbutt so hard it snapped her head back, and crumpled her to the ground, then everyone else was upon her. They were trying to capture her for the price of returning her to her family, but the first mate was having none of that, she woke up with blood streaming down her shattered nose. Cynthia was eventually beaten after having broken the bones in half her crew, her mistake being that she didn't just up and kill the bastards, and she was thrown headlong into a supply area with a lit piece of tarred lumber. She had the door slammed behind her as the crew made their leave from their hideout, the tar was keeping the lumber burning and it quickly spread in the cobwebs and rotting wood infested areas. The room was tiny all things considered, and thus the fire began to light up old stock and guns, and was headed towards some gunpowder reserves...

Cynthia was trying to bash the door open with her shoulder, but it was too strong, and so she huddled herself up as far into the alcove as she could, and guarded her head with her right arm. She tucked up her right leg and prayed to Aradia to come save her worthless ass, begged her her grandpa to come in and save the day, wished for her daddy to come protect her. Then the explosion happened and the door held surprisingly well, and then toppled over, with a torn and dying Cynthia lying atop it. Her arm, leg, and eye were basically annihilated, as was one half of her body outside of her head, to make matters worse she was somehow still conscious and in grievous shock. The fire was now spreading all around her in the old wood and stone hideout, and she knew she was going to die, but then a vision swallowed her up and comforted her in her last moments of conscious thought.

"Do not worry child, I am here, and you will not die, I swear you will be made whole." the voice was hard to hear with one ear having been blown out completely, but she was suddenly grabbed up by strong and cool arms, and she broke in him, losing consciousness. Divankul Dul-Sansiska had rescued Cynthia from certain death, performed life saving medical procedures, and harvested organs from an unconventional place, after all of this Cynthia lived. She lost her original right arm, had to have multiple new organs put into her right side, was missing most of her leg, and whatever flesh was left was covered in hideous burns and scarring up to the middle of her torso-for some reason he couldn't repair it correctly.

In place of her original arm, most of her leg, and her right eye were slightly off colored variants; they were weaker than the originals and mixed with that burns and scarring, she was a monster. It broke her, she was a disgraced smuggler, a once noble lady who had chosen to go the path of criminality and this was what she'd been given for the crime. To live on in this state felt like a monumental task she couldn't accomplish, Cynthia attempted suicide but was prevented form self harm by virtue of her Uncle's spell weavings making it totally beyond her reach to lay a malicious finger on herself. It would have seemed he preempted her drastic revelations and cut her off at the pass. She sobbed and wailed and tried to throw an absolute tantrum but only managed to collapse as her weak replacement body parts gave way to her body weight. Divan heard all of this and came into the room, putting her back to bed and letting her tear into him about what he had trapped her in, Divankul listened and then simply told her that as her physician, he was not about to let her destroy all his hard work and that-in time, the scars and burns would fade out, the discolored flesh would meld better with her actual skin, and that she would be far greater and more capable than ever with her second life.

With that said, he gave her a spoonful of some disgusting narcotic and she began to feel a wave of relief and weariness as she slipped back into a deep slumber. Unaware of what her Uncle was up to and how far he was willing to go to ensure that he didn't lose a family member he could potentially save. when she next awoke she was feeling only slightly better, and her Uncle had worked hard to try and get he discolorations to work out better, but only succeeded in making a molted look that wasn't much better, and her scarring was still fairly bad, but the burns had largely healed over and he had managed to reconstruct her right breast so that at least that womanly feature of hers wasn't horribly mutilated. As she arose out of bed she would only barely balance on her one good leg and limp about her room, trying to get a feel for where she was.

That answer came sooner than she figured, as her grandfather came through the door and he gave her a hug, happy to see she was very much alive, and he had some good news, and some bad news. Good news was that he was there to get her back into shape, bad news was that Divankul couldn't do much more for her restructured body beyond this so she'd have to get used to the fact she looked put back together, which she was. To help with that, Divankul had a specialized tonic for her to help her growth and possibly regenerate parts of her body to help ease up the scarring and weakness. Cynthia would unabashedly lean into this tonic as her crutch and bear a very long lasting addiction to the super narcotic and tissue rehabilitation drug, but it worked. Not only did it ease up the transition between her new body parts and her normal body's coloration, turning it into more a gradient, but it strengthened her body, helped ease her scarring a little bit, and even helped reconstruct certain organs and tissues Divankul had been unable to procure.

It probably helped that her physiology and genealogy made it a lot easier on her to break past weakness and settle into a comfortable realm of high strength potentials. She endured two tough years of training and became more and more dependent on her drug, but it was working, and by the time the Pirate War broke out in earnest, she was already back at home and enlisting to take the fight to the blasted fucks who hurt her grandfather and killed a bunch of people in the Blitzing of Ardent Quay. Without Garin, she was relegated to helping survivors, and she met Zara Moon at this time and pitched to her the idea of joining the fight to avenge her father-striking up a quick relationship due to being the interesting woman she was and hating pirates with a burning passion. For the first time in a long time, Cynthia was being sociable, and though a bit rusty and awkward, she was happy to have someone to talk to. The two didn't know that in just a year they would become each other's partner, and in a mere seven years, they would cement a lifelong friendship that would push them to change the world.

## **Personality and Traits**

Cynthia is not some ditz that you can fool, but many people can't seem to look past her strong sense of optimism and mirth to notice. She is a very strong willed woman, with an intense loyalty complex, that has guided her for her whole life. That being said, she can come off as aloof and misunderstanding of circumstances, but this is merely a surface distraction. It is not well known, but Cynthia is actually quite intelligent and has her own brand of wisdom and emotional stability. She is a supportive mother figure to certain people, a devoted friend and lover to others, and a brilliant combatant and infiltrator for the Barbed Quills as a whole.

If Zara Moon is the brains, then Cynthia is the heart of what makes the Barbed Quills successful, she doesn't ever get in Zara's way, but she doesn't let the gang descend into a pit of coldness either. Whenever they get somebody new, she's one of the first to meet and greet, aside from Zara who brought them in of course, for one reason or another. She genuinely likes to ensure everyone in the gang feels like this is their home, and that they do their best not just because they are the best, but because they're a family of professionals. It is not too much to say she is the den mother to Zara's stricter leadership.

Cynthia has been burned by a family of her own making before, and she made sure that she hunted each one of them down, to show them what the price for betraying the family was. She is more than willing to kill anyone who comes after the Quills and anyone who tries to betray the Quills, you can leave whenever the fuck you want. That being said, don't you ever think you can get away with treachery as long as Cynthia is still living, or you might hear a rustle in the night before your neck gets snapped by the force of the wind.

## **Relationships**

### **Romantic**

Cynthia has a friends with benefits relationship with Drakken Mugflayer, though it is slowly possibly becoming something more.

Cynthia might've had a romantic relationship with Zara Moon at one point during the Pirate War, but she refuses to admit to anything.

Cynthia had a failed engagement with a Noble, and subsequently lost her child.

Due to same circumstances that had her lose her child, she is unable to bear children.

### **Familial**

Amy Holmes is Cynthia's younger sister, they have a very strong relationship despite being quite different in their lifestyles. They both stand for what's right though, and love each other dearly-holding family to the highest degree.
#### Parents and Guardians

Cynthia gets along with her father well enough, she's come to terms that he's a shit parental figure, but is thankful he didn't interfere in her life growing up. Cynthia is aware Saki is not the parental type, and respectt hat up to a point, all but breaking his arm to be the parent he needs to be for Lydia's sake. While the two rarely meet beyond a scattering or days throughout the year, and any time she happens to be in the Northern Kingdom at the same time as he is, they enjoy what time they do spend together.

Cynthia loves her grandmother to a high degree, the two are on very good terms, and despite the illegality of the gang, and the objectives being counter to everything that Maria stands for, she respects Cynthia's values on the matter. She is very much aware of what the gang does, but simply met with Zara and Cynthia in the early days and forbade her from targeting Dul-Sansiska, and that if she ensured that she wouldn't-then Maria didn't give a fuck what the youngsters did.

Garin Dul-Sansiska is one boss ass grandpa, as a knight, former pirate captain, revolutionary, and all around legendary figure he has been with Cynthia every step of the way. Garin was the one who showed her seafaring, was her main combat instructor, the man who taught her the art of stealth, of how to utilize one's position to get places others couldn't, and helped her make her original crew. He is more of a father to her than her own biological dad, and he inspires her with the life he's led, and that he was able to put his past behind him and be a hero, despite the form it usually takes being less than heroic. Plus, he's managed to beat not only King Drake in a rematch, but lasted against Uncle Divan for a full day of combat between the two, there's nobody cooler to Cynthia than her grandpa.

#### Children

Deadbolt- Cynthia and Deadbolt are inseparable, Deadbolt was adopted by Cynthia as she previously believed him to be a housecat, and wished to have a pet after The Pirate War. Come to find out he was an abandoned Wild One Kyn, who had been caught, neutered, and dumped in the streets. Cynthia raised Deadbolt, and only after some time did she realize he was a Kyn, she and Deadbolt then had a more mother-son relationship than owner-pet from that day. Cynthia used her connections to help Deadbolt learn magic, and found he was a natural mage even in the age of waning magic. He was also a natural born sleuth, and he was already disguised as a housecat, and thus Cynthia groomed him to be a strong and sneaky mage cat.
In regards to how he treats Cynthia, she is his mother, she fed, cleaned, and raised him and has been there for him all his life. Cynthia, for her part, treats him as her only son and showers him with affection, though warns others not to treat him with disrespect or act as though he is a mere cat.

#### Siblings, Friends, and Other

Zara Moon- At the very least, she and Zara have been on the same side since The Pirate War. They have saved each other more times than one could count over the years, and one might be able to say they are close. However, due to Zara's personality, its really hard to gauge and Cynthia refuses to speak on the matter beyond her being The Boss.
Magnolia Holdenhome- Mags and Cynthia are supposedly close but nobody can seem to tell by the way their personalities clash. Apparently she and Mags get along just fine when alone, and Cynthia regularly brings Magnolia her favorite type of alcohol when things get slow. Cynthia plays coy with the questions whenever prompted, and simply warns people to not bother Mags or she'd be paying them back on it, personally. So the mystery still remains as to why she and Magnolia get along, though Zara and Drakken have been made aware of Cynthia's true relationship with Mags. Cynthia has known Magnolia her entire life due to familial ties, and they may not show it to others, but they do care quite a lot for one another.
Drakken Mugflayer-

## **Skills and Abilities**

Cynthia is a mixed boxer and wrestler using the strategies of both to utilize her full body, with an emphasis on punching and using hard points on her body. She uses a set of three silver rings on her pinky, middle finger, and her thumb, as well as golden chain bracelets, all of which are heavily augmented with wind magic giving her the title of Gale Fist. She has matching rings on her toes and anklets, allowing her full parity from any point on her body. Cynthia relies on her unnatural strength and speed, military training, and the element of surprise when in an engagement.
She's one of the Quills' best fighters, and their best tank, but she's also a trained killer and uses the lessons as a former pirate hunter to operate either within plain sight with illusions, to within the shadows through stealth. She wears a choker that quiets her entire body and makes her undetectable by sound until she breaks the spell.
Cynthia's right eye can detect magic, read life sources, and see farther than her left eye, she calls it her Arcane Eye and uses it to track notable targets and to register who might be who regardless of what they look like at any given time, for this reason she's got tabs on each and every Barbed Quills member and knows exactly the shape of their life force and what vibe and other distinctive traits each member gives off. Cynthia wears a pair of rose gold earrings, pegged with emeralds, that can allow her to change her appearance in the eyes of others to mimic the appearance of a simple maid or servant, someone not worthy of taking notice of or remarking in any way. For All these reasons, plus the fact that outside of Magnolia, Cynthia is the only true noble with all of the status, reputation, and life long appearances that go along with a life long lived among the blue blooded, that she is Zara's greatest ace in the hole for scouting and ensuring that whatever target she wants to hit, she's ready for.

Cynthia is a recovered addict, who still to this day struggles with urges to down more of that beautiful nerve tonic that gave her her almost insurmountable levels of strength. That loving embrace of being so doped up she didn't have to feel anything, and nothing could hurt her. Because of the side effects of this doping and the subsequent cessation of taking the tonic, Cynthia is freakishly strong, like to the point where she is comparable to an orc's power if she's angered enough and fighting as hard as she can push. Thankfully, without the use of the drug in decades, it has tempered her strength considerably and in general, while she is very strong and much more capable than any elf, she is not a rampaging tyrant. Without the drug her body does not have the same levels of tissue regrowth and pain nullification, nor does it keep everything 'juiced' and blurred so she can and does now feel pain and fatigue and all the other issues that make one normal. She's probably about one half or less of what she was upon consuming the regular doses of the nerve tonic, and this figure continues to drop every year as she steers clear of her addiction, eventually the gains it granted her will fully dissipate but until that time, she's still fearfully strong and resilient.

## **Author’s Notes**

Cynthia is a deadly Frankenstein bitch that I love dearly