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Helo

Rhella Tukor-Doram (a.k.a. Helo, Ice Cube)

Straight outta Peloria

Beat, musical stylings and recorder solo provided by Fieyaloren Naiol    
  Garan: You are now about to witness the strength of street knoledge...         Straight outta Peloria, crazy ass Tiefling named Rhella   You can be sure we're gonna come and getcha   When I'm called off, I got a sword off   Squeeze the hilt, and bodies are hauled off   You too, boy, if ya fuck with me   The guards are gonna hafta come and get me   Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out   For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out   Cultists start to mumble, they wanna rumble   Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo   Goin off on a motherfucker like that   With a gat that's pointed at yo ass   So give it up smooth   Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a dumb move   Here's a bad rap to keep yo dancin   While we begin rebellion financing   Chromatic Orb is the tool   Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool   Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe   I'm knockin cultists out tha box, daily   Yo weekly, monthly and yearly   Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly   That I'm down with the people of Duskeep   Boy you can't fuck with me   So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck   Cause Rhella is crazy as fuck   As I leave, believe I'm stompin   But when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Peloria       [Vrael:] Yo Fiey   [Fiey:] Whassup?   [Vrael:] Tell em where you from!         Straight outta Peloria, comes a crazy ass half elf   More punks I smoke, yo, the bigger my wealth   I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this   But the pussy ass bitches don't show this   But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make them clap   If not from my recorder, the sick beats I pack   Just like a burglary, I'll steal your info   Cos I wanna know all there is to know   Polymorph a motherfucker in a minute   I find a good piece of Lore, then get up in it   So if you're at a fight in the front row   I'm a call your mother a bitch or dirty-ass ho   You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to   But that shows me, cutting words worked on you   A crazy muthafucker from tha street   Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit   Fiey controls the automatic   For any dumb muthafucker that starts static   Not the mage hand cause I'm the hand itself   Every time I pull a book off the shelf   The security is maximum and that's a law   F-I-E-Y spells Fiey but I'm gone   See, cause Na'keks is the villain   The definition is clear, I'm the witness of his killin   That's takin place without a clue   And once you're on the scope, your ass is through   Look, you might take it as a trip   But a half elf like Fiey is on a gangsta tip   Straight outta Peloria...         [Garan:] Vrael is his name and the boy is comin...         ... straight outta Peloria   Is a brotha whos got killers to uncover   Cause his family got smothered   Dangerous motherfucker raises hell   And if I ever get caught I'll fog cloud to bail   See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem   I see a motherfuckin bandit I won't dodge em   But I'm neutral, lay low, torture a while   And when I see them die, I smile   To me it's kinda funny, the people sayin I only killed a troll   But I swear I killed a dragon   Haters rollin, Lookin for the one they call Dellanir   But here's a flash, none of you are leaving here   Ruthless! Never seen like a Rogue in the dark   Except when I sneak attack   See I ain't got no hesitation   And love the screams of the one who got the last penetration   Feel a little gust of wind you know I'm jettin   Because I ain't getting trapped by a carpet again   So what about the bitch who got lost? Fuck her!   You think I give a damn about Tali? I ain't a sucker!   This is the autobiography of the V, and if you ever fuck with me   You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother   Word to the motherfucker, straight outta Peloria

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

muscled, never skips leg day.

Body Features

Icy blue skin

Identifying Characteristics

Large patch of mottled skin from a burn scar on upper left arm. Spiral Horns curving back over her head. Tribal tattoo of her families clan on back of neck under braid.

Physical quirks

Ambidextrous but favours right hand.   Her fingertips spark when she's impatient.

Special abilities

Wild Magic Sorcery

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Abandoned in the wilderness by her biological parents at a young age, only one thing saved Helo from certain death as a child. Some call it unnatural, unholy or even a curse, and others call it the gift of Sorcery. This innate magical power comes from the forces of chaos that underlie the order of creation. She might have endured exposure to raw magic, perhaps through a planar portal leading to Limbo, the Elemental Planes, or the Far Realm. Perhaps she were blessed by a fey being or marked by a demon. Or the magic could be a fluke of her birth, with no apparent cause. However it came to be, this magic churns within, waiting for any outlet.     Due to initially growing up completely isolated from other humanoids Helo didn't realise there was anything different or special about herself until later in her life when she was adopted by a tribe of nomadic half orcs. While young her abilities were more of a reflex action than any sort of controlled effort. Springing into life when needed instead of wanted. Slowly, through vigorous training throughout most of her childhood with the tribes druids she learnt to control her abilities. She now has complete control over her sorcerous powers, except for the occasional accidental explosion or transformation.   In the tribe Helo was adopted into a half orc family consisting of a mother, father and 4 siblings. She incredibly enjoyed the time spent with her new family and most of her fondest memories are from playing with her brothers and sisters and thoroughly annoying everyone else. Unfortunately during a bloody battle in her late teenage/early adult years, one of her sisters was killed in front of Helo. This greatly affected her, and full of guilt and wanderlust Helo left the tribe. She has spent the last ~5-10 years searching across the continent, pouring through library after dusty library, seeking clues about who and what she is, as a Tiefling, and as a sorcerer.

Gender Identity

Strong

Education

Academy of Big Dick Energy

Accomplishments & Achievements

Figured out how the ancient magical prism of Kalri worked without dying (thanks Vrail)

Failures & Embarrassments

Unknowingly set in motion events that led to the underminister of magic in Kalri being, disposed of. Failed to save her sibling Failed to save the citizens of peloria

Mental Trauma

Lost a family member, maybe all of them

Intellectual Characteristics

Experimental

Morality & Philosophy

Chaotic Good

Taboos

Necromancy

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

Freedom for all

Virtues & Personality perks

Empathetic

Vices & Personality flaws

Impulsive

Hygiene

Doesn't really care but will jump at the opportunity to wash in rivers/streams/lakes in the wilderness

Social

Religious Views

Only acknowledges Melora

Social Aptitude

Unaware of most standards of social interaction and will sometimes attempt to lie and deceive out of habit to get something even when unnecessary

Hobbies & Pets

Spiky the Crysmal

Wealth & Financial state

Money is simply a means to an end for her and she only pays it thought when it is needed for something important.
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Underminister of Magic
Year of Birth
815 ME 39 Years old
Birthplace
Unknown
Children
Current Residence
Gender
Female
Eyes
Amber iris'
Hair
Long, single braid midnight blue, almost black
Height
6'1
Quotes & Catchphrases
Err
Known Languages
Abyssal, Common, Orcish

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Iograd, Day 16
Month of Storms, 845

(this entry is badly written and covered in smudges, the author was clearly quite drunk)   Spent alll day today searching again. Nothing! As much as I prefer invesigating taverns to library's a lot less information hidden inside. Lot more booze though. Not complaints about that. Note to me later, bring booze to library when in future. I saw circus poster earlier. I should go need to do some relaxing. I think I want to go home soon but I ssay that everytime I go over 15 ales. Stick to 13. I wish I could talk to here the entry tails off as the ink is smudged all over the rest of the parchment in the vague shape of her face

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