Name: Kytheria Kree

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Ages: 128 - 500

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Height: 7' 2"

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Hair: Onyx Black

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Eyes: Blue glowing Sclera and black slitted pupils

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Bust: EE 46

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Personality: Caring, kind, warm, reckless, protective, self concious, shy, outgoing, very friendly, overly so, wants to be a good person.

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Occupation: Sellsword, Adventurer, Alchemist, Enchanter

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Bio: Kytheria was born into a very large clan of fire demons, who lived in a small town, where they were the heads of it, and were the richest, for miles and miles around. However when she was born, she came out, like how an albino might. Only, it manifested in her abilities. She was attuned to ice magic, so while she could do fire spells, her abilities themselves were tied to the plane of ice, rather than the fireplane. So her parents took her out, and then left her, abandoning her as young as eight. She wandered alone for a year, living just on scraps until a kindly thief, started to hand her stolen bread everyday. After a little while, she joined up with him, and he took her back to his 'home'town, after he finished his heist. Returning home with his spoils, he had no mind or place, to care for a child, so he left her at the brothel, and the madame there, began to raise her. She outlived, the matriarch in such a way, and she grew up, around all the people of the town. Adventurers, passing through. The worker girls in her home, the thieves, even some of the customers. At one point she became the apprentice of the warlock that lived just out of town, her adoptive mother thought him an old, dimented coook of a hermit, but she thought better, and learned, better. She outlived him too, and then after learning all she could from his books, she took up on one of the adventurers, on a job, to go slay some beast in a cave. She continued to grow and learn, and adapt, soon learning the workings of firearms as well as the swords she was learning from one fighter. 

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Kytheria eventually got good enough on her own, she did not need to rely on others, so she set out on her own, with two scimitars at her side, a rifle on her back alongside a staff, to explore the world, see, and make good, and to help those in need.