Appearance

Physical Description

Slim and short, the kind that never grows fat or tall the whole life until they do when they're old. Storm of long, black, slightly curled hair, that never stay in one place.

Facial Features

Rather smooth. Big eyes, small lips, small, straight nose, face coming in nicely into smooth chin.

Identifying Characteristics

A number imprinted somewhere on her back probably?

Mentality

Personal history

tl;dr


Born under Designers rule, contacted by entity, escaped, hung in refuge, stole identity, got scouted.


 
If I went overboard and need to fix something, please let me know.
 
Born in a Clockwork City without a name but with 48337 to represent her, she spent the first several years just trying to survive. Work, so called ‘education’, scarce food, scarce sleep among constant whizzing of machinery. Every day similar, each worse than the next one. Deceit has become her bread and butter, while trying to pass as an obedient servant to her masters. She memorized what was required of her, learned how to please those above her and became indifferent. For the longest time she basically collapsed inside her mind, allowing the conscious to drift freely. While almost as mechanical as everything around her, the magically tainted mind took leeway and started exploring weirder and darker places. Until it *felt* a presence.


This was a turning point. 48337 woke from a comatose state. At first slowly, she learned to control the drift. She knew where to look. An aberrant mind she encountered was something that might, just might, prove useful in the future. She wasn’t sure, so she started probing deeper. More often. Whenever she had any time whatsoever, 48337 tried time and time again to contact the powerful being drifting through the Hungry Dark. And the Dark wasn’t the only thing that was hungry. In eternal struggle forward, the being was coming for the Sovereign’s blood. Mighty and powerful, although very primal, in a young girl’s mind it seemed like a perfect tool to use against the infernals. She made contact. Aberrant mind wasn’t understandable to her, but it didn’t stop her from trying. Each day she understood more, the speech became bearable, she started leeching on the creature for power, while feeding it information about the world as she knew it.


She started preparations to escape this place. The inhumanly low food amounts she divided even more to get it to last for a potential journey. Awaiting an event that would allow her to use her powers, her wits and her skills to escape the City. The day came. Dune Riders started a skirmish on the outskirts. Not thinking much about it, 48337 decided the time is now and beelined forward. She was roaming the lands, feeding both on food she was given or stole and on stories of a Refuge. After a long struggle she managed to get there. She was overwhelmed at first by the sheer amount of people *living* their lives instead of being told what and how to do things. Quickly she managed to join a group of homeless kids which weren’t uncommon in the city. They were trying to live off of what they managed to beg, steal or pick from the trash.


She ran a while with those, amongst them there was a girl, similar to her physically and in voice. One day they went out for a supply run, just the two of them. It was a rehearsed bit, it’s much harder to chase a thief when they are in two different places at once. This time the girl wasn’t lucky enough, she slipped in an alleyway and landed very unpleasantly cracking her spine on the curve. The girl’s name was Ardath Salufangari. 48337 without batting an eye decided it’s gonna be her name from now on. She reported that the other girl didn’t have much luck and assumed the position of being Ardath. Kids weren’t very bright and the turnover inside the group was high - some were finding better places to live, others not so much.


Ardath, still being in commune with One Flesh and leeching on him for additional power and honing her psychic abilities, managed to survive on the streets for months. Until she got caught using magic, trying to rid herself of a thug that was giving her a hard time. She spiked his mind a bit too heavily and he didn’t pull through. Instead of it being a big cause of trouble for her, it seemed that it just sped up the process of establishing her whereabouts by the academy's scouts. She took a liking to the Grove. Green and sun were definitely things that were missing in her life and, as it turned out, soap, bed and brush were a nice addition as well.


Ardath, being able to relax for the first time, opened her mind back to the patron. Madness slipped through and she wasn’t fast enough to close the mental doors in time. Instead of being calm, collected and calculating as she was for her entire life till then, she became prone to anger and unstable, contradicting her calm voice. She’s fighting with it when there are people around, especially those that might bring some value to her overarching plan, but if left to her own devices, she talks with herself loudly and uncontrollably, using several languages at once if the dispute gets heated. The thing she didn’t lose is her secretivness - she won’t show her hand to others unless she has to or if the prize is higher than the bid.

Education

Lodge: Grove
Craft: Smithing
Year 2 chosen: Elemental Studies
Year 3 chosen: Planar Metageometry
Year 4 chosen: Draconic Studies
Year 5 chosen: Underworld Studies

Mental Trauma

Oh yeah.

Intellectual Characteristics

Very unstable. Although she tries to keep shit together when sourrounded by others, very explosive and prone to be self-talkative while alone (or percieves to be alone).

Morality & Philosophy

Rather lackluster. She's very chaotic and strongly believes that everything is just a mean to an end, though she doesn't share this view with the rest of the world. Would take the quickest, most effective soultion but wouldn't go out of her way to search for more brutal or painful ones. Job needs to be done, doesn't need to be spectacular.

person.sexuality

Generally straight

person.gender_identity

Female

Taboos

Childhood. She has a whole story about that, never really revealing much outside the closest group. And even there she'd hesitate before revealing anything much.

Known Languages

Common
Infernal [origins]
Deep Speech [patron]
Low lvl Draconic due to subjects

Personality

Motivation

Wants to rid Anacra of infernals by any means necessary. It's rooted in her place of birth and long time of being exploited there.

Hygiene

High. After living first ten years of her life in dirt and extremely poor conditions, she quickly found a love for soap, brushes etc.

Social

Birthplace

Designers

Current Residence

Ioth Academy, the Grove

Contacts & Relations

Kisjan

Family Ties

None

Religious Views

Strongly opposed to infernals

Speech

Cold, straight-to-business alt