Zeniera Rukein Age:
Shuriken Weapon Description:
Large five foot shuriken with four blades. Each blade is two and a half feet long, with doubled edges. Zeniera must wear special gloves to prevent herself from cutting her hands. The weapon can be used in melee combat as well as being thrown. It glows with magic gifted to her from her guardian force that warps the weapon back to her hands after being thrown. (shown in character photo).Specialization:
Infiltration and EvacuationPersonality:
Zeniera is a friendly enough person but gets a lone wolf syndrome from her guardian force counterpart and prefers to work alone most of the time. When she's around people she's quick to smile and make a joke at anyone's expense including her own and always says what is on her mind, regardless of the consequences. She known garden wide as an escape artist and is always willing to submit to any of the trials her garden mates create for her. Never being a very good student, she has a tendency to barely scrape by on her academia while excelling tremendously in SeeD field training and exams. She is persistent and never gives up once her mind is made up and has a keen eye to recognize the best way to get out of situations.Backstory:
There are no memories that Zeniera can recall before she came to Balamb Garden and no one remembers who she had been with before she was found wandering the hallways. She cried for days, for her sister to come to her and when no one showed to take the young girl home she was enrolled to the school. It soon became her home, her teachers and friends became her family and she forgot any memories of a previous life.
The young girl was merely eight years old when she came across her guardian force, Fenrir. She had picked a fight with an older student, a twelve year old that was harassing one of her friends and still weak in her training she was forced into a chest, that was quickly locked. The swaying of the chest had almost made her sick as they carried to the training facility and abandoned her there. She cried in the small box for hours, beating upon its wooden frame until a low growl sounded around her. She yelled at the noise, demanding that it free her and so he did. Zeniera appeared next to the great wolf in a blink of an eye and as he approached her her hands flew out in an exaggerated manner. "Can you believe they stuffed me in there?" Fenrir found this tiny cub amusing and pointed her in the direction of the door.
She came back, each day for years bothering the wolf with her presence and though he tried ignoring her for a while her insistence and inexperience landed her in more trouble within the training grounds than anything else. He saved her time and time again until he gave up trying to ignore her and eventually told her the origins of his chains he was forever bound too. The story was solemn and gave Zeniera an suddenly knew outlook on life she approached him one day carrying a strange weapon. Two years had passed since they had first meet and she had picked her weapon of choice. A shuriken. He found the weapon to be fitting and as she set about training he watched, rescuing her naturally when she became too overwhelmed by certain enemies. One day after watching her struggle with having to throw the enormous weapon and retrieve it time and time again he simply nodded his head. The shruiken began to glow with a soft light and as she looked at him questioningly he simply shrugged. This time when she threw the weapon it appeared in her hand once more. It was a great gift from someone who had become a dear friend to her. The other kids at the garden had been jealous of her weapon and wanted to know where she had bought it from but she kept Fenrir all to herself.
At fourteen she took her SeeD entrance exam and passed with flying colors. As the other students that had passed with her celebrated, she went to the training grounds and immediately challenged Fenrir to become her guardian force. The battle was intense and he gave no inch to the stubborn child, viewing her demand of bondage to be another form of chains he did not want. She did not win, the first time or the second time. Each time she was knocked out he would warp her to her room and await the next year when she would arrive, on the very same day, with knew skills and magic to try again. It was just last week when she finally over took him and the great wolf Fenrir was finally forced to serve another. That day she told him of her specialization, infiltration and extraction and told him he was the one to inspire her to break any chains holding her back. She told him stories of her escape artistry and did her best to fill him in on the near four years they had missed.Appearance:
Long ice blonde hair surrounds a near angelic face with blue eyes. Standing at a near 5'10 the young woman has long limbs that are lithe and powerful to wield and throw her heavy weapon.GF APPLICATIONName:
Fenrir is a giant wolf, chained to the earth by the gods that appears in a sudden appearance of night with a deep rumbling growl. He hates all that seek to trap others and lends his powers only to those who seem worthy.Bonus:
Speed and EvasionSpecial Attack:Fenrir's Favor
- When Fenrir appears, his rumbling growl becomes more ferocious as his fangs bare and his fur bristles at the enemies. He begins pulling at his chains, fighting his confines as he snarls at them and he fights harder, thrashing about, restless to release his wrath upon them. Until the chain holding him snaps and he barrels at the foes with an intense howl of victory. His claws dig into whatever is beneath him as he races towards them and the moment before teeth and claws collide with the enemies he vanishes into a thick black smoke, blocking the vision of the enemies and as the smoke gradually clears all that's left for the enemies' eyes are the deep gashes from his claws on the ground while those in Zeniera's party have been warped to another set location.