Description
This formidable female centaur towers with a commanding presence,
standing at over 10 feet tall when fully upright. Her equine body,
powerfully built, boasts a sleek, glistening coat of silvery fur
that catches the light as she moves. Her humanoid features, in
contrast, are delicate yet bear the subtle traces of hardship and
perseverance. Her emerald eyes shimmer with a mix of determination
and vulnerability, framed by a small, slightly off-center nose that
adds character to her face. Her mouth, set in a gentle yet somewhat
strained smile, speaks of resilience. Long, soft blonde hair
cascades down her frame, seamlessly blending into her silvery coat,
creating a harmonious contrast between her human and equine halves.
Closer observation shows that...
Role
Why we Fight
Added Mon May 6 10:45:47 2024 at level 4:
Thraesia was born into a world scarred by war. Her tribe, fierce and
xenophobic, relentlessly clashed with the Jaette of the black city of
Udgaard. Life was a series of battles that saw her lose many of her
family and friends during her formative years.
At first, she didn't question their cause. She had always understood
her people to be the defenders of life and nature itself. "Victory
will come," she often thought, "because we fight on the side of
righteousness."
But as she grew older, Thraesia began to see that not everyone in her
tribe shared her pure-hearted perspective. Around the campfire, she
would listen as some spoke with disturbing enthusiasm about their
battles, driven not by a noble cause but by a bloodlust and personal
ambition. One evening, as they gathered around the fire, one of her
comrades, Cormac, bragged about his latest kill, his eyes gleaming
with a fervor that made Thraesia shiver.
"Did you see the look on his face?" Cormac laughed, mimicking the
frightened expression of his enemy. The others joined in with grim
smiles, but Thraesia's heart sank.
"Was it necessary?" she asked softly, her voice nearly drowned out by
the fires crackle. The group fell silent, turning to look at her,
their faces a mix of confusion and derision.
"Necessary?" Cormac scoffed, his laughter bitter. "It's war, Thraesia.
We fight or we die."
"But we are supposed to be defending life," Thraesia countered, her
emerald eyes gleaming with a mixture of determination and doubt.
"Not reveling in its destruction."
Not all were as blessed in the light as she was, and as time passed,
Thraesia found herself increasingly at odds with her peoples goals.
In hushed conversations with her closest friend, Elara, she expressed
her fears and doubts.
"Elara," she murmured one evening as they sat beneath the stars, "I
used to think we were on the side of right, but now... now I'm not so
sure."
A Coward?
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Elara looked at her with understanding in her eyes. "You see what
others choose to ignore," she said gently. "Not all fights are just,
Thraesia. Sometimes, even those who claim to defend life can lose
their way."
Thraesia nodded, her resolve hardening. She knew then that she would
have to find her own path, one aligned with her belief in the sanctity
of life and nature, even if it meant standing apart from her own
tribe.
She was vulnerable, her mother having just fallen in battle, and she
found herself distraught, wondering about the point of this endless
war. Unlike much of her tribe, Thraesia was not a fierce warrior, and
because of this, her voice carried little weight.
One day, as she sat in the shade of an ancient tree, her eyes red from
weeping, she gathered the courage to confront one of the tribal
leaders, a grizzled warrior named Durnan, about their purpose.
"What are we fighting for, really?" she asked, her voice trembling
with a mix of grief and determination. "We claim to be defending our
home, but we do more harm to it than the Jaette ever could. What's
the point of this war?"
Durnan's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening. "You dare question
our cause?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "We are
warriors, Thraesia. We fight to protect our people."
"But we kill innocents," Thraesia pressed on, her voice rising with
emotion. "We charge through villages, leaving destruction in our
wake. We don't even value our own lives. We act like zealots, not
defenders."
Durnan's face flushed with anger. "Coward," he spat. "You fear battle
and war. You do not belong among us."
Thraesias heart ached at the accusation, but her resolve hardened.
"Fine," she said, her voice firm despite her tears. "If thats what
you think, then I will prove you wrong. Ill fight on the front
lines."
Durnan's eyes gleamed with a cruel satisfaction as he nodded. "So be
it," he said coldly. "You want to prove yourself, Thraesia? Then you
shall have your chance."
The Battle
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The next morning, Thraesia stood among the warriors, her heart
pounding with a mix of fear and determination. She was not like the
others, but she would show them that her strength lay not in blind
rage, but in a fierce love for her people and her land. The path
ahead was uncertain, but Thraesia knew one thing for sureshe would
fight for what she believed in, even if it meant standing alone.
Thraesia fought bravely in a great battle against the forces of the
Jaette. The chaos of war unfolded around her, but the fight did not
go as expected. The Jaette had enlisted the help of ruthless
mercenaries, and the tide of the battle quickly turned against
Thraesia and her tribe. In the heat of the conflict, a sharp spear
found its mark, piercing through her midsection. She gasped, feeling
a searing pain as her vision blurred, and she stumbled back, falling
into a nearby river.
The cold water engulfed her as she floated haplessly, her blood
mingling with the rivers current. She looked up at the sky, where
beautiful falcons soared above her, their graceful flight contrasting
with the brutal scene below. Even in the face of death, Thraesia saw
the beauty in what she had been fighting for. With that thought, her
vision faded to black.
When Thraesia awoke, she was enveloped in a profound fatigue, a
weariness that seemed to seep into her very bones. For a moment, she
thought she was in the afterlife, her surroundings ethereal and
unfamiliar. But as her vision cleared, she realized she was in a
temple of sorts, surrounded by gentle faces.
These were the Onehearts, a group of pacifists and healers whom many
of her people had derided as cowards, unfit to lead or fight against
the Jaette. One of them, a tall woman with kind eyes and a gentle
smile, approached her and laid a cool hand on her forehead.
"You're safe," the woman said softly. "You were badly injured, but we
found you in time."
A New Path
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Thraesia's heart swelled with gratitude and confusion. "Why would you
help me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Im one of the
warriors who damage the lands in our war."
The woman nodded, her eyes sad but understanding. "You fight jaette,
even if your means are... reckless," she replied. "We see only those
in need of help, and you were in desperate need."
Thraesia's eyes filled with tears as she realized the depth of the
Onehearts' compassion. For the first time, she questioned not only
her tribes motives but also her own understanding of what it meant
to be strong.
As she lay in the temple, slowly regaining her strength, she spoke
with the Onehearts, learning about their philosophy and their way of
life. She found solace in their gentle nature and started to see that
true strength came not from fighting, but from loving and protecting
all life.
Through her recovery, Thraesia began to understand that her future
might lie on a different path than she had ever imagined. In the
peaceful halls of the temple, she contemplated her next steps,
knowing that whatever she chose, she would be guided by a newfound
understanding of true strength and compassion.
Thraesia recovered under the watchful eye of a wise woman named
Selsha. She found herself in a sanctuary of healing and learning,
where she was introduced to things she had never known before. She
learned about Thar-Eris, the land of her birth, and more importantly,
she learned about the goddess Sennoseri, the Mother of Seven
Daughters.
Selsha, a devoted priestess of Sennoseri, saw the centaur's arrival
as a sign, believing that Thraesia was meant for something greater.
With gentle patience, Selsha began to teach Thraesia about the
goddess and her faith, opening her eyes to a world of possibilities
beyond war and destruction.
A New Faith
Added Mon May 6 10:47:52 2024 at level 4:
Amidst the good tidings, however, came devastating news. Selsha
informed her that the wound she sustained in battle had left her
unable to have children. For Thraesia, who had always dreamed of
creating life, this news was a heavy blow. She felt as if a part of
her future had been torn away. In her sorrow, she sought solace in
the teachings of Sennoseri, and it was perhaps in this sadness that
she had a revelation: she could still foster life in other ways.
Selsha saw the change in Thraesia, a shift from despair to
determination. She encouraged the young centaur to explore her new
understanding, but Thraesia still had doubts. "How can a child of
war like me bring new life into the world?" she asked Selsha one
evening, her voice heavy with uncertainty.
Selsha smiled gently, her wise eyes twinkling with understanding. "You
must find that answer for yourself," she said. "I cannot give it to
you. But perhaps the daughters of Sennoseri can guide you."
With Selsha's blessing, Thraesia set out to find the daughters of
Sennoseri, seeking their guidance and wisdom. She agreed to become a
priestess, dedicating herself to creating a world where life and
beauty could flourish naturally. As she took her first steps on this
new path, Thraesia felt a sense of hope and purpose she had never
known before. She knew that she had a long journey ahead, but she was
determined to do her part to bring forth life and beauty in the
world, and perhaps, along the way, find the beauty within herself and
her war-torn past.
Aspirations
Added Sun May 12 12:24:10 2024 at level 32:
Thraesia's encounter with Demilecto stirred a profound upheaval within her.
Just as she was beginning to grasp a semblance of confidence in her newfound
direction and purpose, Demilecto's presence and probing questions undermined
that burgeoning self-assurance, casting her once again into a sea of doubts.
Demilecto's piercing gaze and pointed inquiries seemed to peel back layers of
Thraesia's resolve, revealing the uncertainties that lay beneath. Her words
continued to echo in Thraesia's mind, a relentless reminder of the depth and
complexity of the journey she had embarked upon. She understood her beliefs,
her commitment to Sennoseri's teachings, and her dedication to protecting
life and nature, but Demilecto's challenge forced her to confront a more
personal query: What did she truly desire for herself?
Having lived a life marked by constant conflict and battle, Thraesia had come
to anticipate a continuation of strife and turmoil, even in her role as an
outlander and a nascent priestess of Sennoseri. This expectation of perpetual
conflict was a lens through which she viewed her world, a familiar comfort in
the harsh wilderness of existence. However, Demilecto's directive to embrace
teaching as a path forward was both unexpected and bewildering. Teaching, a
role that demanded not only knowledge but wisdom and patience, seemed a far
cry from the visceral realities of warfare she was accustomed to. Yet, there
was an undercurrent of necessity in Demilecto's wordsa subtle command that
it was not just a suggestion, but a mandate that Thraesia felt compelled to
obey.
In the quiet moments following their meeting, as the sun dipped below the
horizon painting the sky with streaks of crimson and gold, Thraesia pondered
her path. She wrestled with the implications of her new role. Could she
transition from the sword's edge to the gentle guidance of a teacher? The
thought was daunting yet illuminated a potential path towards a different
kind of influencea way to foster life not through the clashing of arms but
through the nurturing of minds and spirits.
This internal struggle was not just about adapting to a new role, it was about
redefining her identity and her aspirations. What did she want? The question
lingered, dense and insistent. Did she seek to replicate the only life she
knew, or could she dare to envision something morea legacy of wisdom, a
beacon of hope in a world fraught with darkness?
Becoming a Teacher
Added Sun May 12 12:24:55 2024 at level 32:
As Thraesia sat quietly, the weight of her thoughts pressing upon her, she
considered the scarcity of wardens within the tree. This rarity, she realized,
might itself be a compelling reason for her to step into the role of a teacher.
Her recent discussions with Nithenoel had shed light on a similar predicament
within the fortressthere, too, war and conflict seemed to dominate every
aspect of existence. Yet, Thraesia had come to understand an important truth:
war wasn't all that mattered.
Thraesia wanted to transcend the limitations she had observed in her own herd.
She aspired to be more than just another warrior defined solely by conflict,
she yearned to embody the virtues that Sennoseri championedto nurture,
protect, and teach. She envisioned a life dedicated not solely to the
perpetuation of strife but to the propagation of understanding and care.
Without this, Thraesia feared she might have ended up mirroring the very
adversaries she had battled against in her youth.
Acknowledging the breadth of what she had yet to learn was a humbling
experience. The journey from warrior to warden, from combatant to mentor,
seemed daunting. Yet, within this daunting path lay the promise of
transformation. Embracing this new role meant not only imparting tactical
skills or survival strategies but also fostering a deeper appreciation of the
sacred balance between life and land that Sennoseris teachings espoused.
Determined to make a difference in the way that truly mattered, Thraesia
committed herself to this path of growth and enlightenment. She knew the road
ahead would be replete with challenges, requiring not just a change in her
actions but a transformation of her very spirit. Yet, she was resolved to try,
to step forward each day with the intention to learn, to teach, and ultimately,
to lead by example.
PK Wins
May 12, 2024|Lv 35|Village of Mal'trakis|Yidezan vs 1: [35] Thraesia (100%, wrath)
May 13, 2024|Lv 38|The Imperial Lands|Rondell vs 2: [38] Thraesia (7%), [41] Khambalaxo (92%, crush)
May 13, 2024|Lv 38|The Imperial Lands|Khambalaxo vs 2: [38] Thraesia (25%, defilement), [36] Yidezan (74%)
May 15, 2024|Lv 41|The Eastern Road|Prossyn vs 1: [41] Thraesia (100%, torments)
May 18, 2024|Lv 45|Shepherd's Row|Abburth vs 2: [45] Thraesia (58%, torments), [47] Kaleekalouw (41%)
May 18, 2024|Lv 45|Northern Foothills|Prossyn vs 2: [51] Lezzra (30%, peck), [45] Thraesia (69%)
May 24, 2024|Lv 51|The Imperial Palace|Kolgrek vs 1: [51] Thraesia (100%, searing ward)
May 26, 2024|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Prossyn vs 2: [51] Sinnyah (41%, KB), [51] Thraesia (58%)
May 26, 2024|Lv 51|The Imperial Palace|Hametrius vs 3: [51] Thraesia (0%), [51] Sinnyah (100%, punch), [54] storm giant war-weary (0%)
May 26, 2024|Lv 51|The Outlander Refuge|Prossyn vs 2: [51] Sinnyah (65%, punch), [51] Thraesia (34%)
May 27, 2024|Lv 51|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Oultuun vs 1: [51] Thraesia (100%, torments)