Rose de Ravenie
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La maison de Ravenia
Ravenia a ramassé ses mains à travers sa longue crinière bouclée. Elle a grondé dessus. La longueur était chaude. Elle en avait marre, peut-être qu'elle devrait la couper. Ses pensées ont été coupées quand Tobias l'a rattrapée. Elle avait eu l'intention de continuer à marcher, de l'ignorer, mais il a rendu cela assez difficile quand il se tenait devant elle. La jeune femme s'est évanouie et s'est agacée en soupirant et en voyant son ex. Elle a ouvert la bouche pour dire quelque chose mais s'est arrêtée quand Marcus est apparu aussi. Quand il l'a aussi poussée à évacuer ses frustrations, sa voix rarement entendue gravement de l'abus, elle a laissé un grognement frustré et poussé entre les deux hommes. "Viens." Elle a appelé par-dessus son épaule alors qu'elle marchait vers sa maison. Une fois qu'elle a atteint la porte d'entrée, elle l'a ouverte et l'a laissée ouverte pour les deux hommes qu'elle a supposés la suivre.
La maison était encore rangée depuis le départ de Tobias. En fait, les quelques choses qu'il avait laissées étaient encore à leur place. On dirait qu'elle n'a rien touché depuis qu'il a été forcé de déménager. Elle a glissé sa cape de corbeille et l'a enfoncée à l'arrière de la chaise dans laquelle Marcus était toujours assis. Le stop-top qu'elle portait aujourd'hui montrait clairement les cicatrices rouges, brutales et en colère qui lui restaient du fouet qu'elle avait reçu de la guerre de trois jours. Se jetant dans le siège qui était placé devant la grande fenêtre de la baie qui surplombait son jardin rose, Ravenia tira ses genoux vers sa poitrine et repose son menton sur ses genoux. Elle a attendu que les hommes s'installent avant de dire quoi que ce soit.
« Je ne sais pas comment exprimer la colère et la rage absolues que je ressens quotidiennement. J'ai des cauchemars tous les soirs de perdre les dernières personnes que j'aime plus qu'une mère. »
Julius Iron-Root
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Le Centre médical   
Julius a juste ignoré Nic. Il n'était plus dérangé par ses menaces creuses. Nic n'avait aucun pouvoir et ne pouvait pas tenir une bougie à ce que Tank pouvait faire. Il pourrait littéralement déchirer l'homme en deux et le jeter à des kilomètres de distance. Il pouvait s'écraser la tête et même pas transpirer. La seule raison pour laquelle il n'avait pas tué cet homme des années plus tôt, c'était parce que sa sœur s'était occupée de lui à un moment donné. Aussi, il aurait probablement eu des ennuis aussi.
Cependant, il sentait un peu d'hostilité envers la fille à propos de la blague qu'elle faisait. "Tu crois que c'est une blague?" Il a grondé alors qu'il regardait la fille. "Ravenia, aurait pu t'arracher le cœur. Elle aurait pu te laisser dans cette obscurité et tu n'aurais plus jamais vu la lumière du jour. Ma sœur a volontairement permis à un fou de l'enfiler et de la fouetter pour protéger son peuple, une chose qu'elle ne prend pas à la légère est la sécurité de notre peuple. Aucun d'entre nous ne le fait. Ce n'est pas un jeu, ma fille." Julius s'est évanoui, sa colère s'est évanouie. Il ne s'est pas mis en colère souvent, mais pour une raison quelconque, la fille vient de faire bouillir son sang. Il a massé son temple et a mouvementé pour que la fille continue à marcher.
Ce n'était pas une bonne journée.
:.Born As.:
Ravenia Rose
:.What You See.: 

"Mess with mine and I’ll rip your eyes out."
Ravenia is tall and slender, standing roughly six foot or so. Her body is toned from years of hard work as both a Blessed one and as Mother. A mass majority of her body is covered in tattoos, one of her vices. The artwork that covers her body is mostly scenes from natures. Her arms are covered in many different breeds of flowers that she has found in scavenged books. The back of her shoulders is covered in roses with the thorns wrapping down her back and across her shoulders. The artwork continues down her body in trees and animals. However, not only artwork dons her body. Her lower back, parts of her shoulders, and the back of her thighs are riddled with angry scars from where she had been whipped bloody years ago.
Ravenia has long, almost waist length, black hair that curls wildly in the rain and falls flat in the heat. It reflects hues of blues and purples under the hot sun. Her eyes a bright green with flecks of gold in them. Can generally be seen wearing a cape made of raven’s wings, despite the sweltering heat.
:.Also Known As.:
Mother of the Paradise Land
:.Appear To Be.:
Twenty-Six
:.The Doctor Said.:
Female
:.I Swing Towards.:
Men.
Handsome Men.

:.People Say.:
Ravenia is a very calm, quiet person. She is not the same person that she was 5 years ago. Although, she is still caring for her people, she does not trust others who come knocking at her gates. People had once joked that she had been like a mother lion; now they no longer mean it jokingly. She still will stand behind her people and fight tooth and nail to protect them.
Still quite catty like her younger days, she’s a little bit crueler these days too. Her temper is quick to flare these days. It is quite possible that she may even suffer from a mild case of PTSD due to the horrors she has suffered and witnessed. These days she is very resolute in her word and is no longer afraid or ashamed to use your rank to get her point across. After the attack that had started the 3-Day War Ravenia no longer plays games when it comes to the safety of her people. She is a tactical genius and knows what must be done to protect her people.
:.What I Like To Do.:
Ravenia is often found patrolling the high walls of Paradise Lands or traveling to the High Tops to check the vantage points. There is very little rest for the wicked these days. When she does manage to wind down she can be found tending to the small rose garden out back behind her house.
:.Profession.:
The Leader of the Paradise Lands
:.The Past Was.:
Ravenia is not a natural born resident of the Paradise Lands. In fact, she knows not of where she comes from. All Ravenia knows is that her mother had somehow made the trek across the Red Waste when Ravenia was still a baby in her womb. They say she came along, clutching her swollen belly and crying out in labor pains. From the stories of the mid-wife who had delivered Ravenia told, she just barely made it within the gates before Ravenia was born. The previous Mother said that she had came into the world, screaming long and hard at her abrupt delivery. Others said that the Mother had chuckled and nodded her head, deeming Ravenia to be a strong one indeed. That night, Ravenia’s mother passed away in her sleep.
Ravenia was adopted shortly after by the widower Jonathon Ace. Jonathon had lost both his wife and daughter in child birth so he did not think twice when the previous Mother had asked him to watch after the young Ravenia. She was thankful for her adopted father for her had raised her to be strong and fearless. When she was 9, during a training session with her father, they had first discovered her abilities when she accidentally phased through the shadows. Not too long afterwards she was presented with the raven feathered cloak that she now wears today. The cloak had belonged to Ravenia’s birth mother and her father had kept it for her, as a memento. Jonathon, himself, did not have any powers of his own so he trained his little Raven in hand-to-hand combat; as well as, many different weapons. She was most talented with the bow and arrow and a staff.
When she was sixteen, Ravenia learned a new trick. She realized that she could actually transform into a raven, herself. There were some magical qualities imbued into her mother’s cloak they deduced. Due to her great capabilities and talents, she quickly became a skilled Blessed One, must up the ranks in no time. When she was nineteen, the ruling Mother perished in a battle amongst the Dead. There was a meeting held amongst the Paradise Lands on who the next Mother should be. Fan favorite came to Ravenia. However, amongst the elders they felt like she may not be the best choice due to her tender age. She proved to them time and time again, though, that she had been the proper choice all along.
When she was twenty-one, a great force came knocking at their door. No, it was not the Dead who cause her people such harm, but it was humans. Some unknown group had accumulated at that time and had captured one of Ravenia’s own warriors. A trade had been offered, Ravenia for her warrior. Being the self-martyr that she was at the time she agreed to the trade. Mother offered herself to save her warrior. The leader of the group tied Mother up and whipped her bloody before her Warriors, Blessed Ones, and people. One particular person that she loved very much, her little Sun, ran out to beg the man to stop. Instead, he took Sun’s life and snapped his neck. This caused a domino effect that lead to what is now known as the 3-Day War.
Watching Sun’s death cause something inside of Ravenia to snap. She went ballistic and managed to escape the restraints that bound her and attacked the man who had hurt her people. She pulled him into the shadows with her. During that time her people and the people of the Evil Man had fought for three days. Many lives were lost. On the third day, Ravenia reemerged from the shadows carrying the head of the Evil Man by the hair. At that time, she announced that anyone else who crossed her would meet the same fate.
Even five years later, she’s never really been the same. That much is evident by the look in her eyes.
:.The Proud.:
It’s kind of obvious, really.
:.A Glorious Gift.:
Has the ability to use the shadows as a mean of teleportation. Can phase with other people, as well.
Can transform into a raven only when wearing her cloak.
Learned a new capability referred to as Glide. When jumping from a high distance her cape transforms into wing-like structures and allows her to glide safely to the ground.
Incredibly talented with a bow and arrow; as well as, a metal staff.
Has a commanding presence that she uses to gain attention when it’s needed. Still has the ability to talk to people and to diffuse a situation but isn’t as nice about it as she used to be.
Has a knack for horticulture. Has a rose garden growing in the back yard of her home.
:.What I Have On Me.:
Carries the metal staff in a holster on the back of her hips. It shortens with a twist of a special mechanism that makes it only about the length of her forearm.
Wears twin long bladed knives on her thighs.
Always wearing the raven cape, despite the heat.
:.Who I Know.:

 Tobias Gray; Ex-Boyfriend
 Nicolas Cale; Another ex-boyfriend
 Marcus Halloway; good friend & confidant

:.Blood.:

 Jonathon Ace -Father
(Deceased)
 Julius & Flora Iron-Root – adopted brother and sister
(Alive)
 N/A


:.Behind The Scenes.:





:.Born As.:
Julius Iron-Root
:.What You See.: 

"Anything worth fighting for is worth fighting dirty for."
Julius is a towering man at standing six foot seven. He has a very muscular build that causes him to be very broad, as well. He weighs roughly 250 lbs. He is called Tank for a damn good reason. Has a scar about his right eye that cuts through his eyebrow. Has a few tattoos scattered along his arms and legs.

:.Also Known As.:
The Tank
:.Appear To Be.:
Thirty-Two
:.The Doctor Said.:
Male
:.I Swing Towards.:
Ever so beautiful women.

:.People Say.:
Tank is a very out-spoken and intelligent person. Despite his physique, he is not just another meat head. Once very happy and almost bubbly, he has sobered up significantly since the Three-Day War. Having watched his adoptive sister being whipped bloodied, and loosing many of his men and woman in arms has caused him to take on a very serious role. He is very quick to defend his sister as her role as Mother and doesn’t allow anyone to speak back to her. Still incredibly protective over both his adoptive sister and biological sister, he is increasing protective of his niece Emerald. Every once in a while you will see his old personality glimmer through with a loud laugh and a wide smile.
:.What I Like To Do.:
Tank has often taken up the responsibilities of making sure that the patrols are being done properly. Will often be found patrolling the markets and checking the papers of unfamiliar faces within their walls. Has helped taken up a lot of slack to assist his sister.
:.Profession.:
Head of Security for Paradise Lands
Right hand man to Ravenia.
:.The Past Was.:
Julius was born and raised within the Paradise Lands. Him and his sister Flora come from a very old and well acclaimed family in the Paradise Lands. The Iron-Roots were one of the originating families within the Lands and were actually responsible for erecting the walls that now protect the Lands. His family were actual rock and iron manipulators, but that talent has long since died out. When he was roughly 12 or 13, his mother and father were killed in action and he was taken in by Ravenia’s adoptive father. The three (Ravenia, Tank, and Flora) were all raised under the tutelage Jonathon Ace. He was one of the fiercest warriors that PL had ever seen and because of this he taught both Ravenia and Julius how to be fierce warriors in turn.
Julius at one time was engaged but when he was twenty-three he lost his fiancé in a dead attack. During that time, he was very depressed and became reckless when it came to combat. At that time, Ravenia had become Mother and she removed him from active combat to save his life. Years later, his niece Emerald was born and he slowly began to return to himself.
When the Three-Day War happened, however, he took a very serious turn and stepped into the role that he presents himself now. Ravenia may protect Paradise Lands, but sometimes even Mother needs a protector.
:.The Proud.:
It’s kind of obvious, really.
:.A Glorious Gift.:
Very strong. Can easily lift up to two tons.
Because of his strength he can even jump quite high or far.
Skin is quite durable, can’t take a full blown gun shot, but most blades and undead bites just kind of graze his skin. They don’t a whole lot of damage.
Has a wonderful singing voice. Used to play the ukele for his sisters but hasn’t picked one up in a minute.
:.What I Have On Me.:
Doesn’t really carry much on him.
:.Who I Know.:

 Tobias Gray; His sister’s ex, but good friend.
 Nicolas Cale; Basically mortal enemy.
 Marcus Halloway; good friend.

:.Blood.:

 Jonathon Ace – adoptive-Father
(Deceased)
 Flora & Emerald Iron-Root – sister and niece
(Alive)
 Ravenia Rose – adoptive sister
(Alive)


:.Behind The Scenes.: