I feel my brain melting... That took longer than I thought it would.
-rubs temples-
Name: Atlithea "Thea" Kattersi
Species: Abeir, Clan Rakshasa from the planet Jatasura
Gender: Female
Age: 85 (The Abeir are a long lived race)
Appearance: Besides the obvious protrusions curving back from her horns, Atlithea is slender. This is the way of Abeir, all of their females are the smaller of the species. Her long mass of brunette hair is held back by bits of polished stone strung haphazardly on a leather band. The drawn up style of her hair exposes the almost feline features of her heart shaped face. Most would call her cat-like, as her green eyes are eloquent and almond shaped. There are no generous curves padding the lithe body, but there is enough to show of her femininity.
Her fingers are tipped with lethal claws, hollowed and allowing the venom in the sacs in her fingers to ooze out should she use them in battle. This is unlikely, as she drains the sacs daily to prevent inadvertently hurting someone else, or herself. Although it would seem that they would hinder her dexterity, it makes each of her movements a far more deadly and eye-catching movement.
Note- Ignore the wings in the image.
Personality: A crafty female, she has an artful way of conning even the best from their worldly possessions, even their pants purely for her own amusement. Besides the misappropriated items among her horde of treasures, she loves the lush richness of wealth and luxury. An odd thing to see in a circus performer, but she is as devious as she is exotically beautiful. Those within her circle of allies, if you can use that word, will find her odd, but friendlier than those outside her acknowledgement. She is of a malevolent race, often times coming across as malicious but is the way of her kin.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Profession: Thief
Act(s):
The Final Era- Within her area, her territory, circus goers enter a land fraught with the peril of the unknown. Using her innate and natural born ability to shift shape from her body type and into the ferocious beasts of the outer fringe plants. Many are liken to that of nightmares. Her long stints as a roguish woman of talents, the mannerisms and quirks come easily to her. The secretions of her own pheromones send the considerable mass of circus attendees into fits at the predators prowling among the artificial fog and technical brilliance in her acts.
Extra Talents/Abilities:
Illusion- Using an illusion, she can disguise herself to appear as another less than humanoid figure. It does not give her a tactile or audible properties of whatever this beast may be, just that of the eye.
Pheromones- A natural secretion of the Abeir, it invades the mind to make them more susceptible to suggestion and those with a stronger will. This can, and is, trained against by those that know about the potency of it.
Guise- This is a hard earned talent to mimic another beasts, as well as few humanoids.
Bio: Born into the Clan Rakshasa, Atlithea was taught of the Goddess given curse of being reborn someday with the memory of all her deeds and misdeeds. Abeir, regardless of Clan, cannot have children, as they are born over and over as an adult. She never knew the love of a parent, or the giddy joy of the first snow (Should your planet have it). Jatasura is an outer planet, and a hop, skip and a jump to any where supposedly "civilized" as they are. Within its sphere, the Clans are at war. Their battles and intrigue are continuous and ongoing to gain the most power and political standing.
Trained to systematically take out any threat standing between Clan Rakshasa and their ultimate goal of global domination, Thea learned first hand how malicious her kind could be. Perhaps it was best that they had no parents or blood siblings. Truces were tentative at best, and when it came time for peace... It was almost laughable. When Cooper's Grand Traveling Menagerie and Circus popped into their system and began orbiting the planet at the same time, it almost seemed too coincidental.
Atlithea explored for hours, using the bonds of peace to keep herself from the clutches of those in her Clan that would use her for their own gain. This is her first life and ideas of gaining her own riches and power instead of gathering it for Clan Rakshasa had been festering for years. When the show was chased off world when the Clans took up arms again, she sequestered herself from Jatasura via the Traveler. She was never sure what Cooper thought of her then, but she had talent enough to convince him of her worth in his show. Though truthfully, she has not asked his opinion since then. Her furnishing among the circus folk are procured from her own coin and by the hands of her two loyal servants, mayhap bodyguards or possible murder for hire.
