The Damned Princess
A Pinch of Risqué
Name: Kenna Terrynhain
Full Name: Aelyn Kenna Calanthe di Endovier, of the Ashen Bloodline
Known by other names: Ageha Mohra
Birthday: September 17th
The Things One Should Not Know
Unlike how she was before Death claimed her, Kenna has gone from the self-conscious, crowd-fearing hothead she once was to a stoic loner that doesn't know what to think of the world. Waking up in a hostile volcanic environment and, on top of that, chained to a sacrificial altar was the first thing that put her off, while not being able to recall anything whatsoever, not even her own name, made her brain imploded. Instincts took over and suppressed her present emotions during the first week of her revival, while a voice in her head tried to reason with the timorous vessel that she turned out to be. So the voice told her about how she used to be, granted her a new name to use, but no further knowledge than that, in fear of destroying the fickle personality she was trying to grow.
Although she used to be hot-headed, ready to jump into a fight and highly temperamental, the reasoning behind it had faded together with Kenna’s memories. She didn’t feel the need to be like that, nor did she know about what had feared her, as she did not recall the horrors of her childhood. Kenna was empty, in both mind and body, and needed to be filled again. The enigma she thought she once was in her previous life, she’d become in this one. Kenna thus developed her personality anew, with a rather childlike sense for learning new things, seeing as she knows nothing of anything she learnt in the past. She still instinctively knows how to write and read, but it takes her great effort to do so swiftly, be it that after a while she’ll grasp the art of it again and have mastery over it the way she did before. The personality she’d once repressed in her childhood resurfaced again, although unknown to the young woman, and Kenna unconsciously took those to heart, making them her own again.
Kenna appears to be a loner, and comes across as a person that can perfectly take care of herself, despite her being in need of others to show her about the mysteries of this world again. She acts coldly and uncaring to protect herself, but opens up to those she decides to trust. Only in serious situations will she do everything to protect those she otherwise acts cold towards. Kenna makes no difference between friend or foe, and won’t act against them if they haven’t done anything that will jeopardise either herself, her allies or innocents. Thus, whenever she were to face someone of the opposite side of the law, she won’t take actions unless commanded to do so. To superiors Kenna will show the right amount of respect as becoming of their title and position, but will not take their words for granted, nor obey their orders until they’ve proven themselves to be worthy of such. To the youngest of the population she acts kind and gentle, and even mothering over them, acting extremely protective over them if they are in trouble, whether she knows them or not. During more everyday matters Kenna tends to soften, often being seen with a smile whenever reading or enjoying a good meal, even when she’s out enjoying nature or swimming, which this young woman outrightly adores.
Kenna is extremely calculating, both inside and outside of combat, and seems hardly phased by stress or complicated situations, taking the things as they come, be they good or bad. Good for this young woman however is that the love for a good battle stuck, as well as the need to use that tad bit more violence than necessary if it can help her complete her goal. When Kenna has her eye on something she’ll go that extra 100 miles in order to get it, but will admit defeat just as easily if it can help her avoid tricky situations, although she only does so when third parties are involved. When battle commences Kenna watches her opponent and tries to follow up with every little detail available to her at that moment, goes over every possible scenario in her head and spins an entire web of complicated battle tactics in her mind within mere seconds. This ability is one of the primary reasons she makes a good leader, unlike in her previous life, where she had the potential to become a great leader but never pushed through with it. Other reasons are the fact that she, deeply hidden within her unconsciousness, still knows quite a lot about the world around her, but just cannot utilise this knowledge in her current form. Furthermore her willpower to see things through till the end, and her protective nature makes it easy for Kenna to throw away her own life if it were to save those of the ones she is in charge of, carrying a great sense of responsibility and justice. As a follower Kenna is obedient, but will go out of her way and ignore orders if she finds the orders lacking, or the one leading too incompetent and unworthy of her respect. Similarly, if she finds a way that’s less troublesome to do the job, she’ll use that one or try to explain that to the leader at hand. Otherwise she just takes the things as they are and tags along. Her battling skills are on point, and Kenna seems to have found an elegant fusion between the robust forms her magic grants her and the flow of the energy that creates. At long distances, or when dodging, evading or traversing obstacles, Kenna seems to dance rather than walk or fight, opposed to the brute strength she uses during her attacks. When pissed off Kenna falls into her imprinted habits of being cold and ruthless, showing mercy only rarely, and tends to explode in anger when her once fiery temperament cares to kick back in. Yet overall she stays composed most of the time, and during regular matches or fights seems to enjoy the exchange of magic and fists with great delight. In general, a mind at peace with the world, if one would say.
There is however one factor, one point of interest that can blow up her entire being as an actual individual, and make her a beast among men. Said trigger to lunacy is fire; ever bewildering and bright, untameable fire. A small amount matters not, but once she gets enthralled by the fickle flames, Kenna falls into a sort of trance that renders her incapable of thinking rationally. Her goals are shifted and her mentality becomes calm, frighteningly calm, even. Once pinned upon the fire, she will desire nothing more than to see the world around her burn; see both the immaterial and the living alike be reduced to ashes, and see the fire devour more and more as time passes. Over time her lunacy will decrease and her sanity will kick back in, yet the awareness of her deeds gets overruled by the cheer force of the soothing feeling she gets when watching the flames go their way. As the flames bending he world underneath their will, so does she desire to bend the old gods and devour them alike with the fire she adores so much. A burning passion, for the burning of the world. In the past she was more often than not compared with a raging forest fire; beautiful to behold, be it from a distance… Even now, although that fiery temperament has died down, her cautious nature still gives of this vibe.
The Last Thing you'll See...
Height: 5’4 (162cm)
Weight: 116 lbs (53 kg)
Hair: Silverish white
Eyes: Golden || Crimson
Skin Tone: Pale white
Appearance: The day Kenna was killed, her body had been left tattered, broken and scarred. For some reason she awakened an unknown amount of time later within the bowels of a raging volcano, with a new body to call her own and an altered appearance to got with the new life she's supposed to lead from now on. Her physical appearance has stayed more or less the same, that being the constitution of her body and face. She still stands 5’4 tall, weighing about 116 lbs with a fairly slender physique and enticing, well-rounded curves. A fair face and pale complexion accompanies the beauty’s curvaceous body, with golden-hued amber eyes keenly observing whatever catches her attention. Hair that reaches fairly past the young woman’s shoulders, gently curved like a calm sea’s waves and is silvery white in color whenever the sun casts her rays upon it. Her lips are full and taunting, perfectly adjusted to the fiery temperament this young maiden holds, and her skin smooth and soft, with a touch that would make any she meets wonder whether her skin’s not actually made of velvet. Kenna, upon reawakening to her demonic form, lost all the scars that once reminded her of her revival, but instead received an old one once more; a 3 inch scar she received when a burning sword was stabbed into her shoulder, right inbetween her clavicle and trapezoid muscle. Despite this all, the young, white-haired maiden is considered a peerless beauty, a sight for sore eyes that make all take a minute to take a gander at one of Mother Nature’s finest creations yet.
Her main attire consists of a red robe with a broad hood. The hood is wide and allows the wearer ample sight to properly see what happens around her, unlike the regular hoods shielding one’s view. Long strands of silvery white hair ran from within the depths of the hood, reflecting the light within them, giving off the sight of a shining bright aura of silver. Long, almost grieve-like dark boots and gauntlets adorned with a row of spikes at their sides to compliment her arms and make Kenna seem battle-ready, whereas the red robe hung loosely upon her shoulders, the slender bodysuit-like tunic is strapped tightly around her chest and waist. The tail of her attire going past the nape of her knees, while the sides of the robe acted like make-shift loose sleeves to cover her armored arms. From time to time this robe is enhanced with armored tassets that are sewn within the tails of the robe, and cover her entire waist, the front and back of her thighs to well below the knee.
Where I belong
All I know is that I'm not home yet...
Tattoo: A golden symbol on the upper side of her left forearm
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