Ry'zax'thriena the Darned

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[Name]: Ry'zax'thriena [Race]: Half-breed. Tanar'ri. [Physical Description]: At a glance, Ry'zax'thriena would appear as either a winged, elven, demonic hybrid, or as a full-blooded Tanar'ri, primarily in the form of a Balor. It'd be unlikely that any party in particular would know that both forms were in fact, the same individual, but regardless, her identity remained the same. In the form of what was perceivably a rather diabolical elf, Ry'zax'thriena would generally be clad in an intricate array of incredibly dark colors. Warm blends between red and black tended to suit her taste the best, and more often than not, that is quite exactly what she wore. Equally drab, Stygian wings adorned her muscular, lean, and athletic figure, as they generally matched her habitually tattered clothing as well. At almost all times, Ry'zax'thriena wore either a hood, a mask, or a synthesis of both. And hence, if her face was visible at all, very few of those sharply cut features would be revealed; most such details being presumably concealed by shadow. Every now and then someone might spot that ever nefarious mien upon her countenance, thin lips frequently pursed into an all too devious smile as crimson orbs adorned the demon's ever mischievous expression. Simply put, Ry'zax'thriena was the epitome of confidence, and whether or not that served her well, she reeked of the near contagious attribute of an undying determination to do as she pleased, regardless of the approval or disapproval of those around her. In the form of a balor, Ry'za'xthriena would be a towering figure. Standing at a solid ten feet of pure, lean muscle. The tanar'ri would walk with an aura of dominance and pride, each muscle in her ever-vascular frame rippling with tension as she prowled whatever streets lined the path closest to her most prominent ambition or desire. Piercing red eyes did well to add to her malignant, baleful aura, as she often took quite a bit of satisfaction in staring down into her victims' eyes, sizing them up, if only for sake of the sport. Conclusively, this female was not your average commoner. She was a fighter, and if provoked, there would be no question that a cohesion of both lust and rage would drive this muscle-ridden, demonic figure into a torrent of bloodshed and rampaging. Let there be no doubt, anger management was the last thing on her to-do list, though most would dare to say it should be the very first thing on it. [OOC Notes]: » Mechanical Realism: Myself, among many others, despite obvious discrepancies, consider Sinfar a D&D setting. If you want to use non-standard abilities that are not mechanically in NWN (in RP), please discuss this with those involved beforehand. Including pnp abilities. That way we're all on the same page before RP proceeds. » Consequence: I'm okay with losing. As long as rules are abided by and I was killed / captured fairly, ICly, I will accept the loss and roleplay the consequence. Please do the same. And if you're unwilling to, please don't involve yourself in conflict with my characters. » Conflict: I play a chaotic evil character, a demonic one, no less. This means conflict is heavily involved in his roleplay, and IC taunting/offenses are often retaliated against with force, and even violence. If you don't want your character being on the bitter end of that, then, do the obvious: Don't provoke the character.
Player:	Apodyopsis
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Human