Kalika Eranthe Vasiliki

NAME: Kalika Eranthe Vasiliki (Kuh-lee-ka EE-ran-th Vah-sill-icky)

GENDER: Female
AGE: 20
RACE: Lamia
HOMETOWN: Mithridatidis
OCCUPATION: Adventurer. Prior to joining the guild she trained with the Lamia that formed hunting groups to capture mushkins. Under the tutelage of a green mage she has also been building up her abilities in manipulating plant life in which to enhance her archery skills.

APPEARANCE
+ [ hair ] (the far right one) in black (tips same golden brown color of snake body) , maybe beads or feathers adorning the long bit hanging down her back. Eye make-up similar to hair ref (the rectangles over eyes) but black or smokey grey
+ [ snake body ] the colors and style of this (Ball Python)
+ [ skin color ] medium bronzed like in the ref.
+ [ eye color/style ] Golden with black slit in the center.
+ Body Type - Thin and lithe, athletic with small breasts. aka the tomboy build with semi-wide shoulders and very toned arms from much practice with a bow.


PERSONALITY
+ Tempestuous - Her temperament tends to fluctuate in the extremes and very quickly. Generally she is pretty mild tempered but when upset will get loud and violent and when something happens which excites her she is loud and boisterous, wreathed in smiles so there isn't a doubt to her ecstasy. She is very quick to anger and slow to forgive those who harm her or her friend/family/clan members.
+ Arrogant - She is proud of her heritage and looks down on many of the people around her (not limited to certain races) simply because they have not earned her respect. Once the respect has been earned she becomes a very loyal friend.
+ Stubborn - Set in her own ways. Though she is young she has adopted a lot of her clans ways of life and views on everything. She strongly supports everything she believes in and is hard pressed to be convinced otherwise. Should her view be proven wrong in some way that is certain that she is incorrect, she will grudgingly change her opinion.
+ Conceited - not to an extreme but to a certain extent she loves the shocking coloring of her outfit and body, she takes pleasure (gloats) at the stares she receives and considers it almost as a "high praise".
+ Low Tolerance - Kalika has very low tolerance for stupidity. She tends to lose her temper and go storming off swatting at all people in her way with her stave ranting all the while.
+ Possessive - Kalika does not enjoy sharing her weapon, in fact she refuses to and should someone have the audacity to ask she generally glares at them before giving them a smart rap across the knuckles. Should someone try to take it, she usually resorts to biting; not the most polite way to deal with things, but it certainly is effective.

Though most of the aforementioned facets of her personality paint a sort of jerkish surly air she is actually a very chipper person. For the most part, all of the above applies to the people she has just met or when she has moved to a new location. Having only dealt with 3 of the 6 species (one does not converse with their food) before in her lifetime she is unsure how to deal with what she does not know. Putting up an unapproachable air makes her feel safer in her own small way.


HISTORY
She was born in Mithridatidis to a family of three ( mother, father, and an older brother) as Kalika Vasiliki, several years following her birth, two to be exact, came her younger sister Acacia. Between the three siblings there was much rivalry and as the years went by the rift would only increase. Her family was one of four that made up the 'Epicurean Trance' , which traveled up and down the outer fringes of the Relinswood gathering herbs and other medicinal plants in which to make into remedies and other questionable concoctions.

The years went by slowly, her older brother (by two years), Chiron, eventually came to be a very skilled archer and was revered by the caravan as the provider of all things delicate and delicious and her younger sister became a very skilled magician in the arts of dark magic at a very young age. Showing no real potential in either of the things her sibling excelled at, Kalika became the outcast of her small family social circle.

On one planned (twice yearly) excursion into the Relunswood to attain more Mushkins, Kalika had pleaded with Chiron to allow her to come and help in the hunt. He refused and in a fit of anger and determination she began to practice her marksmanship. For the following year She could be seen with a bow slung across her back and a quiver of arrows tapping against her hip as she slithered to another location to practice. Many of the caravans were a testimony of her failed efforts; paint having been chipped off by a stray arrows, or in the case of the lead wagon, an arrow embedded deep into the wood of a wheel.

As the year rolled past to return once more to the time of year the great Mushkin hunt was to be held, the archers of the troop consulted Chiron to bring Kalika into their ranks. After much persuasion he finally caved and went to her to invite her to their band, only to have Kalika throw a string of curses his way and haughtily slink off to find some way to better occupy her time. Satisfied that they would now be without her 'superior skills' she moved on to intrude upon her sisters talent-territory.

Having no real talent with the dark arts, she turned instead to learn the more practical arts of potion making. Under the tutelage of the caravan 'medicine woman' she learned that her ability in the subtle arts of potion making were far out of her reach, but living plants seemed to respond to her in a more active fashion. She spent the next 2 years honing her unique ability with manipulating plants until she was able to do several useful little tricks; many of them underhanded. During her studies her instructor had often called her "Eranthe" meaning 'sweet' as a sort of pet name and Kalika adopted that into her name as it was the only term of endearment anyone in her caravan had ever called her.

At the end of her two years, on one of the caravan's frequent trips back to Mithridatidis to sell the wares they had collected, she heard word of a guild far to the east in which adventurers of all races could learn to improve their magic and archery skills. Intrigued, she consulted her teacher and with her well wishes (and a parting gift- her greenwood staff), slipped from the caravan as they passed through Polemo.


COMMON KNOWLEDGE
There are three very important facts that new people to the guild soon find out about the Lamia Kalika Eranthe Vasiliki. The first being that should you have the audacity to address her as "liki" she suddenly becomes very clumsy and will without a doubt 'accidentally' break something or someone with said staff. The second thing others learn of her is that she very much likes to startle all newbies to the area with her wild appearance and short range plant manipulative magic. On occasions when she is in a very good mood salads in close proximity will bloom startling any that have not seen it before, and amusing other that have been on the receiving end at some point in time. Lastly, they learn that though she has a tough exterior, she is very much a softy inside, you need only tickle her fancy (appeal to her vanity) in the right way to have a more pleasant companion.

It is common knowledge to all that have heard of her in the guild, that Kalika has come from the vicinity of Mithridatidis from one of the many caravan families that frequent the Relinswood. Though she doesn't often speak of her past, she seems to really cherish her green-wood staff and does not often, if ever, let others touch it. As a matter of fact, she is rarely seen without her staff in hand (which she uses to help herself up stairs and as a walking stick) and should she be found without it she would most likely be dead or completely unconscious; though there are those that speculate even death would not pull the stave from her clawed hands. The few that have had the courage to ignore her wild appearance and question her about the origin of the staff are always met with the same quirky smile and the simple answer of "Miwo". Further interrogation usually leads to a rather dark scowl followed by a rap on the crown by the aforementioned staff.

+ Kalika has an odd mannerism in her way of speech, because of where she is from (and the troop members that she grew up with) she usually ends most sentences with "ne", Sentences in which she is upset in "tcha!" and when she is confused in "ue?". (in Portuguese they are respectively "isn't it" , some random annoyed noise, and "oh?" )


HOBBIES
Kalika enjoys very much taking care of the many bonsai plants she has in her room (when she gets one). She entertains herself by helping the plant along and growing them in odd shapes and sizes. Though she doesn't sell the small saplings she will occasionally give one away when she finds someone worthy of its (yes she considers them as family) affection. She enjoys doing her little plant experiments out of doors in case she doesn't have a firm hold on the magic and is often seen having very long one on one conversations with her plants (one-sided but oye, plants are good listeners).

Another hobby she likes to amuse herself with is singing to the sound of her scales. She sings long and loud (and horribly off key) to the plants as she works on them, shifting her lower body so that the scales make noises as they rub against each other, or click against the ground. This is usually accompanied by thumping of her tail to add more rhythm to the beat.


ART BY ME


ART BY OTHERS