She has three forms depending on the saturation she finds herself in. Human gypsy dancer, Were-Tiger form and full tiger form. In gypsy dancer form her skin is deeply tanned skin and she dyes her hair various shades. In her Hybrid form she is completely covered in black and yellow hair and her tail is long and flexible. In her Tiger form she looks like a full sized bangle tiger. When she's reduced her size she looks like a smaller version of each of her forms.Strengths:
- Regeneration (Unless it is a silver weapon, most damage heals rapidly and her aging has more or less halted leaving her a viral 24 years in age)
- Shape Change
- Size Reduction
- Flame/Smoke magic
- Enhanced smell
- Enhanced hearing
- Night vision (Animal forms only)
- Silver (Silver burns and cuts and takes time to heal)
- Catnip (Being sometimes in cat form makes Tigris love the smell of catnip in all forms)
- Lunatic (Tigris's Periods have synced to the cycles of the moon and a full moon is quite literally deadly to those around her as she reverts into a bestial form to hunt)
- Size Reduction (While Tigris can control, most times, when she shrinks to cat/kitten size, it takes time to revert to full size, if another knows the trigger word they can use it against her)
- Flame/Smoke magic (Novice, can only do minor illusions)
- Carnivore (Can eat small amounts of non animal matter but always gets ill afterwards)
- Collared (Someone holds the leash and can control all of her abilities, her moods and desires when they so choose)
To her knowledge Tigris is the last surviving member of her tribe of gypsies. Her kind were hunted to extinction because of their Were Tiger forms. When she was young her tribe moved frequently and always were careful to avoid cities during the full moon as the women in their tribe lost all instincts and reverted to their tiger forms to hunt, mate and kill. The men were prone to sudden aggressive at most times earning their tribe a nasty reputation for other gypsies.
Soon all the tribes decided to remove Tigris's tribe from the face of the earth. Enacting a plan that caught the tribe after a lunar cycle and arming the bandits with weapons to kill lycanthropes the tribe was surrounded and systematically killed. Tigris escaped this fate by simply haven wandered away early in the morning to bath in the stream. When she heard the fighting, still a young girl, she turned towards the wagons and could already see the flames and smoke. By the time she returned to her troop there was very little left.
Her own transformations had not started yet and knowing that there was danger in the area she fled. She grew into a woman on her own, and when her transformations began to occur more regularly she spent time mastering them for her own safety. Still she could not master and curb her bestial lunar cycle. Seeking to control this she started on a quest to control her ability and eventually found a witch who was able to help her slightly.
The witch and Tigris worked on a spell that would allow Tigris to reduce her height, mass and killing potential by turning her into the size of a small kitten. The price was that the longer she was reduced in size the longer it would take her to return to her normal size. It wasn't exactly what Tigris wanted but she thought it was better than it had been, in exchange she had forgone her name, giving it to the witch. She was unaware of the power giving her true name to a witch. Turning to leave she felt something cold snapping around her neck.
The witch had foreseen the use of having a lycanthrope at her beck and call and had created a means to control the proud gypsy when she took the woman's name from her, naming her Tigris. The collar and the leash that the witch now held demanded Tigris's immediate attention.
It was years before Tigris had her vengeance on the witch and led the villagers to the witches house looking for the were tiger that had been terrorizing the farmers and villagers. She quickly entered the house and shrank into her kitten form and hid. The enraged villagers stormed the house and attacked the witch, managing to overpower the woman they put her to death. Tigris would have felt bad but then this woman had turned her into an unwilling slave.
Now free of the witch Tigris returned to her life on the road and thought all was well until in mid performance she began to transform into her hybrid form. She looked out at the stage trying to see if anyone wasn't reacting in horror to her transformation but all were screaming in horror.
Tigris fled for her safety, finding that none of her natural abilities were working. When she was set upon by the guards of the city she stood her ground, refusing to attack. Hoping for the release of silver weapons. Her control had other ideas and she turned into her tiger form and began a wanton slaughter of the guards. Luckily for the guards the mage in the party was able to subdue her.
She was thrown in a cage in the dungeon, a fate that Tigris assumed she would be forced to endure forever. She knew at least two lunar cycles passed before someone came to her. A being cloaked in the dark who asked her story. With nothing to lose Tigris told her story and waited for the death sentence.
She was given the option, rot in the jail until she'd died or work for this mysterious being only indentifying itself as the director. Seeing little choice she joined with the director. She'd already had one master, and she'd dealt with her. Her immediate concern was the unknown master commanding her abilities. She was going to enjoy eating his entrails.Likes:
Freedom, Dancing, Performing, Discovering secrets, Honorable dealingsDislikes:
Being controlled, Killing against her will, Her mysterious controller, double crossesIdeas for the character:
Finding the person who holds her leash is her primary objective, outside the missions she agrees to partake for the director, she is also questing for her name and any potential members of her tribe but those options are further down her list of concerns