Maria Sofia Mendez
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Fairest Draconic |
|---|---|
| Court | No Court |
| Freehold | Lighthouse (Asylum) of the Desert Harbor |
| Player | Amber Denslow |
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Overview
Alias(es): muerte y distruction
Real Name: Unknown,she will not tell dont ask!
Freehold: Lighthouse (Asylum) of the Desert Harbor
Apparent Age: mid-to-late Twentys.
Keeper: the Dark Knight
Seeming: Fairest
Kith: Draconic
Court: No Court
Entitlement:None
Titles: el ángel de la destrucción, el demonio de la muerte,el bailarín de sangre y muerte
Concept: child soldier turned mercinary
Relevant Traits:,Fighting style kung fu x3
Quote: Soy un ángel. soy el bailarín que hace el mundo se muere!
Mien and Mask
Mien
Maria is Never out of her armor, a Midnight black set of plate mail decorated as Black dragon scales.Knifes and blades are strapped to every open place on the armor. Her eyes are narrow slit pupil set in a white-less iris of Dark Grey. A mottling of small black scales trace patterns over her body,but because of her armor only seen on her face. Her hair is Midnight black and is kept in a long braid that reaches her feat. the light seems to disapear around her and only darkness remains.
Character Information
Basic Timeline
- Born September 12,1978
- Taken as a child soldier - January 12 1986
- rebels are vanquished and she leaves Columbia to become a mercenary - July 14 1995
- Kidnapped by the Dark Knight - March 5 1996
- Left at the hedge after her usefulness was over - May 25 2006
Life as a child soldier
Maria was born to a poor family in the mountains of Columbia. her family grew most of the regions crops and tried to scrape out a miserable existence. When Maria turned 9 she was taken by force by a group of rebels that lived in the mountains close by. Her life was miserable they beat her and did even worse things. the rebels told her that her parents were dead and dont try to run we will hunt you down like a pig! Soon little Maria soon stopped to love or care, she became a shell.....and thats what the rebels wanted. training soon started, first it was sniping out of the tops of trees. then the heavy weapons but to maria it was the knives and blades that she loved.....the hand to hand combat the blood. when the training ended she then was put as a regular in the rebel group, she was only 12.from 12 to 17 she fought and the rebel group was soon crushed by a Columbian government military force. she was thought of as a captive and freed. Maria then wondered the hole of latin America and found work as a mercenary. but she never thought that the one job...the most lucrative job would be a trap by something she could never fight.
From mercenary to a new world
The offer was simple the beautiful woman wanted her to kill a man that had scorned her publicly. she offered 5,900 American dollars. maria could not say no. First maria planed it, the lady wanted it as messy as possible. the lady wanted the bowels to be extracted from his guts and pulled all over his house. Maria found it a little excessive but for that much money she could buy herself a American life and stop the fighting.but then she loved to use the blades that felt to be a part of her. second maria then purchased the weapon and the clothing that would be worn for the dead. the plan was simple ......dress as a maid in the hotel he was staying in.....act like she came to clean the room. then the slash and dash starts.she went to the hotel that the man was in and acted out the farce of being a maid, she then got to the door and opened it.......what she saw in there was not what she ever has seen in all her years as a soldier.A net was thrown and a club hit her head and blackness. the next thing she new she was in some training area in a world she has never seem before the land was different she could not put her finger on it. then the non stop training by something she could not see, all she heard was a voice from nowhere. a guttered voice a harsh voice a voice she learned to hate. soon she was changed.... she felt almost like she could take on anything she was invincible.she was then given the armor that she wore with pride. then she was given what she wanted.......the fields of endless goblins......the endless river of blood a place that she could do her dance of death.and then she saw her keeper. the black knight.
From fields of blood to a changed world
The war she fought lasted forever.one squable after another. she thought these fae are worse than children.but all the sudden work got slow and then like that the job was over.the black knight no longer needed his angel of death.She soon found herself out of the armor and at the hedge thrown away like a old glove. she wondered if she would ever get out,it went on and on.
she found the way out it opened to a place she never as seen before then she saw a sign that was written in English.....luckily for her she learned english from the rescue workers that were in Columbia bringing aid to the war torn country.she was in the land of dreams but she new sheneeded help to fit in.She needed the nessicary papers to prove she was a natural born citizen. she soon thanks to some old "mercs" she knew she got them on the black market .work was easy picking fruit and vegis and working as a miad but this was no job for a well trained mercenary, then the idea struck her. I can kill fetches for changelings that want there life back....for a price of course.Now she makes her bread dancing a new dance of death, killing the fetches and give the changelings back there identity.
Marias Favorite Blades
the black steel sword is her favorite.the way the red becomes black.....almost like the colors are changing. it is perfect for the dance of death and nothing slices like a kuri. i mean you could behead a water bison with one of them.....good on the thick and musclebound
Allies
in the works if you want character links to maria im open
Enemies
Character Inspirations
- Sousuke Sagara, Full Metal Panic
- Seras Victoria, Hellsing
- Selene,Underworld
- Alice,Resident Evil
- Cybil Bennett,Silent Hill
Soundtrack
- el mania,gorillaz
- Hellsing soundtrack
- Anything by the danzig
