Mirra Swiftstrider
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Name: Mirra Swiftstrider
Caste: Full Moon
Concept: Idealistic Warstrider Pilot
Motivation: Bring justice and peace to the Blessed Isle
Intimacies: Love of her Solar mate, Loyalty to the Night Sky Regime, her sense of honor and fair play, hatred of corruption
Spirit Shape: Cheetah
Anima: A growling cheetah atop a promontory.
Tell: Rosette spots and tail
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[edit] Attributes
(C)Strength 4, (C)Dexterity 5, Stamina 3
(F)Charisma 3, Manipulation 1, Appearance 4
(F)Perception 3, Intelligence 3, Wits 4
[edit] Abilities
[edit] War
Archery 3, Athletics 3 (+2 Tail pox), Awareness 3, Dodge 2, Integrity 2, (F)Martial Arts 4, Resistance 3, (F)War 2
[edit] Life
Linguistics 1, Presence 3, Ride 1, Survival 2
[edit] Wisdom
(F)Investigation 2, Lore 2, Occult 2
Specialties:
Languages:
Old Realm
Flametongue
[edit] Backgrounds
Allies 5 [Animating Intelligence: Piercing Midnight Brilliance]
Artifact 5 (Midnight Blade Triumphant), Backing 2 (Night Sky Regime)
Heart's Blood 1 [Hearth Cat, Wolfhound, Tiger]
Henchmen 4 [Ramira Kala, and apprentices]
Manse 4 [Atelier d'Mecanisme]
Wealth 4 [personal holdings from before the war, as well as her farmlands on the Isle, inherited from her mate]
[edit] Possessions
Midnight Blade Triumphant, Noble Warstrider
Moonsilver God-Kicking Boots
Moonsilver Infinite Resplendence Amulet
Moonsilver Tonfa [stylized Thunderbolt Shield]
[edit] Metaphysical Information
Willpower 8
Compassion 4, Conviction 3, Temperance 2, Valor 4
Essence 3, Personal 19, Peripheral 44 +8 Skin-Mount Amulet, Committed 16 (normal) / 35 (warstrider)
Limit: 0
Virtue Flaw: Watchful Mother
[edit] Combat Information
Join Battle 7
Join Debate 7
Join War 7-mag / 7
Punch
Kick
Clinch
Weapons: God-Kicking Boots
Natural Soak: 3B/1L
Armored Soak 5B/5L
Total Soaks: 8B/6L
Health Levels:-0, -1x2, -2x2, -4, Incapacitated
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[edit] Charms
Third Strength Excellency
Impressions of Strength
Unstoppable Lunar Wound
First Dexterity Excellency
Instinct-Driven Beast Movement
Third Stamina Excellency
Bruise-Relief Method
[edit] Knacks
Deadly Beastman Transformation: Gazelle's Pace, Inexhaustible, Powerful Legs, Impossible Joints
Hybrid Body Rearrangement: Wolf's Pace, Small, Nightvision, Acute Sense: Hearing, Sight, Smell, Powerful Legs
Quicksilver Second Face
[edit] Description
[edit] Appearance
Mirra is a tall woman, long-legged with an unnatural grace; her blonde-streaked black hair is kept in a long braid, a concession to prideful beauty in her otherwise militaristic appearance. Golden eyes suggest Tengese ancestry, along with sharp features and mocha skin, pleasantly curved in spite of her rather toned form. Those who can pierce her Tell - not difficult, given her preference for her natural forms - can see the darker tear lines and rosette spots down her neck and sides. She bears a long tail in human form as well, giving her further grace and balance.
She most commonly tends to wear her clothes in a military design, changshan clinging to her body despite the masculine cut, long pants down to silk-covered boots. When on break, she deigns to change into a cheongsam, letting her legs go mostly bare, though even then rarely doffing her boots. A tonfa generally rests in a sash at her waist, ready for battle at a moment's notice.
[edit] Backstory
Mirra's overactive sense of justice had always caused her trouble in life. As a child, she'd be beaten for standing up to bullies. As a teenager, she earned the enmity of local thugs in her home RPC for interfering with their crimes and reporting them. Blunt honesty never helped much, either; authority figures hated being called out just as much as criminals. For her own good, her parents 'encouraged' entrance into the armed forces; her aptitude was rewarded, as she ended up being indoctrinated into the support troops for a gunzosha fang, patrolling the borders of Creation.
It was during a routine patrol when disaster struck; while the Fang and Exalt were patrolling away from the support camp, the hobgoblin vanguard of a fair folk skirmisher assaulted the camp. The lightly-armored support soldiers were being cut down, Mirra looking to be among them, before she spotted it - a damaged Gunzosha suit, the owner having been injured. Breaking ranks with a shouted apology, she desperately donned the suit power armor, screaming at it to start up; the armor leeched essence from her, making her lose her breath for a moment, before powering up.
Fists clenching inside the powered armor's gauntlets, she plunged into battle to protect her allies, shouting for them to fall back and regroup. Several foolish hobgoblins fell before realizing the threat, as the skirmisher approached, curious. Mockingly, he promised to fall back if she could mark his beautiful face once.
The two clashed for several minutes, the girl obviously outmatched by the slender xia and his long, thin blade. He seemed to be growing bored, as if about to let his hobgoblins return to their slaughter of the support fang; she lunged in desperation, the laughing raksha impaling her with his blade, preparing to give the order...
...and one hand smacked him across the face, nails digging into his eye and dragging across his cheek, drawing blood. He staggered back in shock, drawing his bloody blade from her body and touching the wound; looking down to her and giving a snort of disdain, the raksha turned on his heel and walked back towards the chaos, his soldiers following. She collapsed, eyes closed, expecting death; but in her delirious state, the Silver Lady approached in her mind, lifting her face and smiling. Justice required a strong, unwavering hand, it seemed.
She was patched up in the field and returned to Meru to begin her new life as one of the Chosen of Luna. A whirlwind of greetings ensued, meeting various other Exalted as .. closer to equals, though the disparity remained. Despite the friendliness, she still had nagging feelings of doubt about them.
Her mate, however, she grew close to in short order. A weak woman, mostly looked down upon by other Solars - she had apparently Exalted by defying a slavemaster and taking the whipping herself - Radiant Nalali won Mirra's heart with her words. She wasn't perfect, of course - she had her excesses, she was too lenient with wicked men, and took the weight of the world on her shoulders - but Mirra decided she was worth serving. In gratitude, Mirra was given access to the splendorous wealth Nalali's business acumen and careful rulership over her holdings had accumulated, though she rarely availed herself of it.
In her name, and in the service of the Solars, she earned some glory; the right to pilot her predecessor's Warstrider, Midnight Blade Triumphant, was granted by the Solar she'd served, in recognition of her valor; even Piercing Midnight Brilliance, the eccentric animating intelligence, grew to respect her. She made a name for herself as an opponent of those who would endanger Creation on the field of battle, and as a staunch opponent of crime in her province, even outside of the suit.
And then they came. They spoke of cleansing the filth, of removing the unjust from power and allowing a new regime of honesty and value rise in its' place. They neglected to mention that no Solar was to be spared. Her heart was inspired, though she feared for her love; on the night of the Usurpation, standing above her sleeping mate with blade in hand, she paused. She tells those who ask that her mate escaped before she could strike her down, as truth in her heart. She went on to help with the Usurpation Rebellion, cutting down those who defended the dazed Solars and doing battle with them in Midnight Blade Triumphant.
She has since served the Night Sky Regime in quelling occasional uprisings, too busy battling to reflect on the experience, and receiving little to no word on her mate's position. She prays nightly that Nalali lives somewhere peaceful, though presumes it false hope...
Despite her valor in serving the Regime on the front line, Mirra is held in suspicion by a good many of her superiors. Despite displaying unwavering loyalty to fundamental concepts of the Regime, she has protested against such acts as defacing of the temples to Sol and the execution of Salina, even weeping openly at her death. Nonetheless, she acts to oppose reports of Solar uprising on the Blessed Isle with all the rapidity she can muster.
Since the end of the Usurpation, much of her mate's previous holdings have diminished; whatever the Regime could claim belonged solely to Nalali was taken for the good of the whole, and only a combination of luck, the advice of her assistants, and respect for her prowess in battle ensured Mirra's holdings remained mostly intact. Of these, at least, the rich volcanic-fed farmland surrounding the Atelier is the most valued, providing a large amount of food for the city of Meru. Some of her holdings in the Threshold have been lost to the God-kings or rebellious uprising, though she has sortied to defend and hold some when time permits.
[edit] OOC Note
The warstrider is mostly background fluff; I'll happily drop it (Assuming it's always 'in repairs' or the like) from the sheet, making it purely fluff as far as gameplay goes, if desired. I don't expect it'll see much use anyway, and combat superiority isn't the direction I plan to take Mirra. ^^
Backgrounds Without Warstrider
Arsenal: ***
Artifacts: **** [Some manner of fun personal artifact to be determined]
Backing: *** [Night Sky Regime]
Heart's Blood: * [Hearth Cat, Wolfhound, Great Tiger]
Henchmen: **** [Ramira Kala and her apprentices]
Manse: **** [Atelier d'Mecanisme]
Panoply: ***
Wealth: ***
(9 xp refund)
