Real name: Aimee du Buc de Rivery Alias, modernized name:
Aimee de Rivery Legend taken/lore based on:
Character origin based on Aimee du Buc de Rivery
(altered slightly). Other elements based on the Fountain of Youth
– with a twist. Agency affiliation:
League of Strange Appearance:
(see pic) Brief written appearance:
The first thing most people notice about her is her bright red hair. The color is so distinct and contrasts so much against her skin and clothing that it is hard to miss. Otherwise they may be taken in by her porcelain skin or light brown eyes that always make her seem as if she is holding a very great secret.
Standing at about five and a half feet, she is average at best in the height department, but makes up for it in beauty and style. Her features are generally soft, but with angles that can make her seem more sinister in certain lights, or shadows as it were. She comes across as a beautiful, elegant noblewoman of quality, which indeed she is.
She carries herself with an elegance born and bred. She is no stranger to the finer side of life and, indeed, has no wish to do without it. She enjoys her life, such as it is, and has no wish to see it change – at least not for the worse. She delves into her unique sense of fashion, even designing a clothing line for young men and women, much of which she wears herself. Country of birth:
Martinique (French Caribbean island) History:
Aimee was born in December 1776 into great wealth and notable family. Her parents were wealthy French plantation owners and one of the first families in the French region of Martinique, doing very well for themselves there. In addition, her connection as cousin to Empress Josephine made her a great potential match – the options of which she’d overheard her parents discussing the night before she was sent off to France for schooling at a convent there.
It was during her return voyage in August 1793 that her ship was set upon by the infamous Barbary pirates of legend. Due to her pure state, the pirates left her untouched and sold her at the next auction for a hefty profit. She was bought and removed to the harem of the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire.
Aimee remained in the harem for the next two years. She bore a son to the Sultan, but political intrigue resulted in his murder while still a newborn. But that was just the beginning. Still grieving for her child, Aimee was thrust into the middle of a takeover. The sultan was killed and his nephew took his place.
As is customary, the old Sultan’s harem was discarded. She isn’t sure what happened to the others, but Aimee was sold and sent to meet her new owner, a nomadic sheik from one of the desert tribes. Upon arrival, she realized he was a vile, sadistic man with a penchant for violence. Unwilling to submit, Aimee fought the man, though he seemed to enjoy it. She was still raped and beaten, but before the end, she had her revenge in the form of a dagger to his throat.
Bloodied and beaten, her injuries included numerous bruises, a few broken ribs and a broken wrist, Aimee somehow was able to persevere and escape. But that was just the beginning of her troubles, for where could she go in the middle of the desert? She had no training in navigating the vast ocean of sand. Everywhere she looked was the same. In desperation, she continued her journey without food or water.
One the third day, she saw it – an oasis. At first, she thought she might be hallucinating, but the lure was too much to resist. Her lips were chapped and cracked, each movement of them causing them to bleed; her feet were blistered and scraped raw from the sand; and her delicate skin was burned to a crisp red sheen, also blistering in places where the sun hit the most.
Upon arrival, she nearly cried with relief at finding the oasis was real. She stumbled and fell to her knees before the pool of water, bending to drink her fill before falling onto her side. She lay gazing up at the blazing sun until her eyelids drooped and she passed out in exhaustion.
Her dreams were disjointed, but vivid. Scenes of others coming to the same oasis as she had, complete with burns, blisters and thirst, only to exit the same completely rejuvenated, as if nothing had previously occurred.
When she awoke, Aimee found that, as in her dream, she was free of harm. Her skin was once again healthy and back to its natural creamy complexion, her lips were soft and unchapped, her wrist back in place as if it had never been broken and her breathing unlabored from now-healed ribs. She wasn’t sure what happened, but she was glad of it.
Partaking of the waters and fruits of the oasis, she was able to survive at the oasis for many weeks. Many times of the day and night she would walk to the top of the adjacent hill in search of travelers. Luckily she was able to find some and beg a ride to the nearest city. Once there, she contacted the French embassy and was soon reunited with her family.
To this day, she talks very little of what happened during her capture. But she has noticed the effects of it. She is positive the oasis was somehow magical in nature. Since them she has noticed a decided difference in herself. She is ever all full health. Even once when she accidentally sliced her finger, she saw it heal before her eyes.
When she realized she was unchanging, not aging, she made excuses to her family and moved back to France for a time. After her parent’s death, she inherited their estate and used it to keep herself on the move. She traveled far and wide, learning what she could of various myths and legends. She also spent much of her time learning to handle herself, vowing never to be at another man’s mercy as she had with the sheik.
Presently, she resides in Paris and is dabbling with couture. She has always enjoyed fashion and has even tried her hand at design herself. They’ve become fairly popular and she is happy for their success.
Additionally, during her travels she encountered members of the League of Strange and was inducted recently. She is still learning the ropes there, but hopes she can make a difference. Personality:
Feisty, opinionated, stubborn, compassionate, daring Abilities:
Various abilities as generated during her stay at the oasis (fountain of youth): Eternal youth:
Aimee has not aged since her time in the oasis (fountain of youth) and is nigh immortal so long as she keeps her head (literally) and her heart is in tact, she will not die. Regeneration:
She is able to heal nearly all injuries at an accelerated rate, which varies depending on the severity of said injury. For example, a small cut may only take minutes but breaking a bone could take a few days to fully heal. Heightened senses:
All five of her senses are heightened, similar to that of animals, enabling her to see clearly at a distance or the detail on a small item. Her hearing and sense of smell are also enhanced, to where she can hear a pin drop in the next room if she wished. Her sense of taste is also heightened, allowing her to better discern the flavors of her meals, including the spices used within. Touch is a tricky thing, but she has a newfound love for textured fabrics and layered clothing, as can be seen in her fashions. Heightened agility, strength, stamina:
She can run faster, longer, and farther than normal. She can jump/leap greater distances if she wishes, and has an added advantage in physical altercations, though she’d prefer not to let it come to that. Fighting skills:
During her travels, Aimee has learned to use a variety of weapons – both melee and longer range. For melee, she prefers a longsword or scimitar for her main hand with a main gauche (dagger) in the other. When there is a need for distance fighting, she opts for a set of pistols. She’s also pretty handy with a sniper rifle and at hand to hand combat when the situation warrants. Couture:
Aimee has great talent for clothing design and their execution in all materials from the softest of silks to studded leather. She’s recently started working on designs for members of the League of Strange, which include various articles of clothing with special pockets and compartments for their tools, weapons, etc. Languages:
French, English, Turkish, Persian Strengths:
Beyond those listed under abilities, Aimee has great strength of character, though at times she may attempt to lighten severe moods with humor. She can be a bit of a daredevil at times and is generally unafraid to do what is necessary to survive. She survived her capture and came out ahead, as she sees it. Weakness:
Aimee is still human, just a very enhanced one. Thought her regenerative ability can seem to make her invincible, she really isn’t. Wounds still need to heal and that takes time. In the heat of battle, if she’s not careful, she could take too many hits to function, leaving her open for her enemy to give her permanent death via beheading or destruction of her heart. Likes/Dislikes: Likes:
Men, couture, knowledge (especially myths/legends), traveling, individuality. Dislikes:
Sadists, rapists, murderers, mushrooms, conformity, the desert. Political stance:
Aimee doesn’t really subscribe to any particular party, but instead has her own motto: For the good of all. Views on their agency, and the other agencies: League of Strange:
She is still new at the League and learning their ways, but as yet has no issue with them. Indeed, she’s quite agreed with most everything she’s learned and has hope they can make a solid difference for humanity. Enigma Club:
From what Aimee has heard of them, she can see how they are also striving to do good for humanity and as such, has no issue with them. Mystus Order:
Everything she has heard about them makes her skin crawl. Aimee sees them as power hungry and self-righteous zealots who have no care for those who do not conform. Favorite food:
Strawberries and champagne.