Bethony

Name :Bethony Crilinsa

Age:25

height:9ft 3/4 inches.

Personality: Despite her form and origions she is not some violent monster. She does detest acts of evil and bad people but is kind and friendly to friends and does not seek to harm others in general or for no good reason. She is honest and blunt but not cruel or mean despite her monsterous look.Also should be noted she has full control of the feral heads and are more or less best described as limbs. They do have a "intelligence" but its feral or animalistic and often reflect her own mind and emotions.

Coloring: HEr hair is a deep red and eyes on her humanoid torso is a soft green. Her horns black as coal. HEr lower form is mainly black in color with res feet and underbelly with the eyes a brilliant gold in color.

Abilities: Enhanced strength, endurance, durability and fire manipulation. Also immunity to intense heat able to walk through a inferno fine or even soak in lava with no harm done. She is also a trained fighter skilled with using her empowered form to it's full potentail. She also can take a humanoid form on will if she wants to for several hours. Her human form reflective of evana herself. A lean slender build and soft look. The main thing is her human form retains her horns and tail. She has the dragons knowledge of magics and can use fire magics and various magics with ease. She also has the dragons knowledge on enchanting and disenchanting items. The sword she has she made herself and enchanted using the knowledge she gained from the dragon.

Gear: First she has her arm gaurds. Made of thick and strong metal she can use them to block swings of other weapons and blades as well as strike at targets with them for powerful blunt damage. They each can also morph to large tower sheilds in form if she needs the extra protection. Her sword is her most prominent peice of gear The blade does have a brown sheath to hold it normally strapped to her right waist. The blade itself is 5ft long itself and weights a impressive amount. It is nearly indestructable and posees heat and flame based abilities. The blade able to be wreathed in fire and form fire around itself. It can also shoot fire. It has a ability to draw in heat to itself. Able to remove heat from a room and make it ice cold, dipped in lava and drain the heat turning the lava to stone or drawing in sight fire sources into itself as a way to repair itself or empower itself more. The blade does posess a security where if a person aside from her or a person she has allowed to hold it, the handle will heat up more and more to make holding it impossible.

Profession:Sell sword and wanderer

Background:(flexible and bendable but this is her default one. I can change it to fit modern or sci-fi settings if asked or needed for a rp) The being before you was not born as such or even born naturally but a blending of two beings into one. It started with a young lady called Evana and her family. She lived a simple life on the family farm helping out and keeping it maintained. Her fathers side of the fmaily had worked for the family of the current land lord and noble of the realm for three or so generations and enjoyed relative peace. The landlords being kind and beneveolent overall. That was until their recent son was born around when she was and took over when his parents passed when he was 16. He treated the peasents and workers more and more harshly. Demanding more and more from them. The farmers and such raised a protest but was silenced by his knights and soldiers. Evana working harder and harder with her folks to keep the farm and up with the demands. Sadly 2 yrs later tragedy would strike when the town was overrun with bandits and brigands. The majority of locals killed and the majority of the small town and all the farms razed and burned to ash.

She went to try and talk to the lord to get aid but he refused with no second thoughts leaving her and the other survivors homeless and nothing to their name. She wandered struggling to survive and during her travels found out it was all a lie. She fuond out he had hired the ones that razed the town to start fresh and enact his own vision. Also to get a fair bit of coin from the monarchy to use to rebuild but he would pocket for himself. She tried to bring it up but was ignored by the monarchy and sent away. The words of a commoner having no weight to those of a noble who denied all she said. She left losing that battle but intent on not losing the war.

She spent months and two years looking for something she could do before finding tales of a forbidden ritual. A arcane art whispered among the mage community. She made connections in it and found one willing to enact it. The ritual would blend her and that of a dragon to infuse her with the power of one. As her and the mage looked more into it they realized it was not so simple. It would be a merge her soul and mind merging and combining with that of a draconic spirit. A new being born from both with the memories of both but whose soul and mind was a merging and mixing of the two. Her essence and the dragons absorbed and "dieing" in the birth of the new being. She was not scared by that. She had little herself as it was and the dragon she made contact with was angered at such a injustice and was nearing the end of his life himself. He agreed to the ritual as well to be reborn in a manner with her into a new and grand being.

The two gathered for the ritual and it was enacted. Their bodies merging and their very souls merging and combining as the two became one. Their minds and souls fading and merging together. When the smoke cleared the new dragon taur stood. Having the memories and knowledge of both. Taking the name bethony, the name of Evanas mother, she stepped out into the world. Going to and slaughtering the noble that did the atrucity and all who stood in her way with a firey vengance. Once done she wandered and would enojy her life while standing against tyranny and so on. The tauir inheriting Evanas disdain for corruption, sense of justice with a disdain for nobility while inheriting the dragons sense of wunderlust, passion for life and desire of learning and experiencing new things.