Name: Neideen "The Iron Maiden"
Race: Unique Hybrid (Drow / Half-Orc)
Class:  Executioner
Height: 212 cm (6'11")
Weight: 160 kg (350 lbs of lean, hypertrophied muscle)
Age: 27
Alignment: Chaotic Evil

    Appearance
Neideen is a monumental personification of dominance. Standing at 212 centimeters (6`11"), she towers over the battlefield like a statue carved from dark obsidian. From her Drow mother, she inherited charcoal-gray skin, sharp predatory features, and long, bone-white hair. From her Half-Orc father, she gained a massive skeletal frame and immense muscularity.
Her body is a gift of orc blood, as well as the result of harsh training and magical interventions.  She wears blackened iron plate armor, custom-fitted to accentuate her terrifying physical form. Mounted on her back is a colossal, serrated greatsword named “Whisper of Agony” which she wields with haunting ease.

    Biography: Project "Perfection"
Neideen was not born; she was engineered. Her mother, a renegade Matron of a noble Drow house, dreamed of creating the "Ideal Hybrid"—a being that combined the magic resistance and intellect of the Dark Elves with the unstoppable raw power of the Orcs. Selecting the largest and most brutal Orc chieftain as her "material," she brought Neideen into existence.
The giantess’s childhood was spent in conditions that would have broken anyone. She was forced to fight monsters twice her size and was punished for the slightest hint of weakness or uncontrolled rage. By age 27, Neideen achieved what no one expected: she completely tamed her Orcish blood. She transmuted wild fury into a cold, calculating professionalism.
Her first victim was her own mother. Neideen didn't just kill her; she methodically "disassembled" the Matron over the course of three days, savoring every moment of the downfall of the woman who viewed her as a mere tool. Now, she wanders the world as a mercenary whose name strikes terror into even the most seasoned warriors.

    Personality: Cold Dominance
Neideen is a predator who has stopped snarling and started smiling. She is calculated and calm in battle, but behind this mask lies a deep, sophisticated sadism.

    Dominant Nature: She recognizes no authority and seeks to subjugate everyone who enters her field of vision. She thrives on the fear and helplessness of those who once considered themselves strong.
    A Special "Hobby": Her true passion is breaking formidable enemies, particularly men. She derives a unique, intoxicating pleasure from watching their vaunted pride and physical strength shatter against her overwhelming power. She loves the process of "breaking"—both physically and mentally.
    Expert Sadist: For her, torture is not an act of madness but an art form. She knows anatomy so well that she can prolong a victim's agony for hours, keeping them conscious through the unthinkable.

    Combat Style
In battle, she is eerily composed. While other barbarians scream and rush headlong, Neideen operates like a professional butcher. She uses her height and reach to deliver greatsword strikes with the precision of a scalpel. Her goal is rarely a quick death; she prefers to maim—severing tendons, crushing joints, and shattering vertebrae. She leaves the strongest enemies for "dessert," relishing the process of their final breaking once the dust has settled.

    Quotes
«Your gods have long taught you humility... Now I will teach you to scream so that they will finally hear you»
«Don’t close your eyes. I want to see the exact moment you realize that your life belongs entirely to me»
«Too fragile... I haven't even begun to break bones, and your will has already crumbled to dust»
«Emotions is a weakness. Cold calculation is true power. Now, let us calculate how many of your bones I can snap before you begin to beg for mercy»
«Rage is a fire that consumes its fuel and goes out. Cold... cold lasts forever. Just like your pain»
«The scream is the only real honest thing about you»