Lithratha

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  • Name: Lithratha
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Scarith
  • Nicknames: Fluffy
  • Race: Feathered Dino Hybrid
  • Alignment: Neutral
  • Age: Hundreds of Millions
  • Body Type: Heavily Muscled
  • Height: 6' 9"
  • Weight: 300lbs.
  • Complexion: Shimmering Tawny Feathers
  • Eyes: Solid Sapphire
  • Handedness: Ambi-Dexterious
  • Relationship Status: Single- Has object of affection
  • Personality: Predatorial, Intelligent, Cunning, Strict
  • Mannerisms: She trills instead of laughs, a mix of several whimsical notes. Also heavily examines all visualy when first meeting them, to an unnerving degree. Carries herself regally, while still blatantly expressing a primal nature.
  • Likes: Drinking Blood, The exotic and unique, Fighting, Running, Slavery, Stalking, Predators and strong willed individuals.
  • Dislikes: Pricks, Highly weak individuals, Cold, Snow, Desert, Pizza

• Description

  A hulking, reaching female, striking at six feet, nine inches tall. The appearance of this great woman was rife with blazing features of both the incredible species of dinosaurs, and of all things, the supple ostrich. Corded muscle lay hidden within her body, bearing power that reflected the unique beauty of her form. Built with the volcanic, sharp, hulking body one would expect from the glorious form of a tyrannosauruses rex. With chest hard packed with corded muscle, voluptuous size befitting the grandeur of her ancestors. Obvious hard hours of labor and love went into each and every soft, fluffy, tawny feather that she owned. Such feathers that shimmered like the glittering surface of the sea, covering every inch of her body, and gave her volcanic form such a plushness that one could equate her to a fine silken cushion, despite the thunderous power of her body. Laid with an unnatural elegance over the hulking, reptilian shape of her form was a dress born out of the most ancient of legends. Made of a fabric that moved as if it were living water, drawn from the deepest blue recesses of the oceans. Inlaid within in it was the purest truesilver, crawling across its shimmering currents as if they were veins stricken right from the earth. Slitted on each side to boldly flaunt the titanic beauty of her digitgrade legs. Molding down not into avian talons but, the five digit, corded, hulking paws befitting the titan glory of her tyrannosauruses bloodline. Her shimmering eyes were solid sapphires that may as well have been cut straight from the lavish gemstones. Broken only by the grand, reptilian, slitted, ebony pupils. Her skull had the hulking mass of any true tyranno. Extending forth in a maw curved in the unique fashion of dinosaur breeds, and filled with the true, massive, dagger-pointed fangs. Yet, this maw ended further in a gargantuan, eagle shaped beak. All four paws were graced with claws that were monstrous versions of the huge, scythe-curving, iconic toe-claws of raptors.

• Biography

  Current History:
  
  Through the eras she has learned the paths between realms, through and around time, the greatest ways of travel. Though, not a single way of such fantastical travel could ever grant her an end to her immortality that quickly became her greatest wish. So she travels, grows, does as she wishes where and when she wishes.
  
  Lithratha in her extensive lifetime has come to permanently adopt the lifestyle of the unaligned individual. Living as person of great wealth that spends her treasures where she finds her personal enjoyment or interest fancy. Focusing upon herself and her desires. An entrepenour, a rich benefactor, a fighter, a glory seeker, a slaver, a general of her own personal fancies, all of these fit her description. She simply goes at her own flow in the universe.
  
  She has taken a great interest in slavery. Enjoying the level of emotions that come with the practice, it draws her to it rather hard. Currently planning on establishing a household of her own and filling it with particular, and unique slaves. Chosen by her for a place that she sees them to be a fit for. One such purpose is a team of gladiators to expand her income of coin and fame.
  
  As of late Lithratha has found herself quite often visiting the time and place of the Golden Tether. Enjoying the structured ways of this place of slave trade quite well. It lets her enjoy herself quite a great deal.
  
  
  
  Background:
  
  Lithratha started out as one of the earliest species of the dinosaurs. A giant sized, stalking predator that resembled the modern day Komodo Dragons. Albeit, much, much larger in size. In this part of her life she lived along the natural order of the world. Predator and prey, hunting down and eating. Yet, she had a mind all her own. As did many of the saurians back in the time the dinosaurs ruled the world. The society was a form of mutual respect between the strongest of individuals. No real groups existed even amongst the same species themselves. There was no need to or drive to, as all those respected and embraced the instinctual way life bred itself.
  
  There was a special force that bred its way through the world and the species of all the dinosaurs that lived through all that long era they ruled the world. It was what a separate force than magic. Coming from the instincts that all animal life shared together. When the instincts of a creature flowed with enough intensity towards a certain desire, need, want, object, thought, person, whatever it was would quite simply be materialized into existence, or an event made to come about. It was a unique design the world had made for itself in that long ago era.
  
  It was this force that brought about quite of the earlier dinosaurs to have visions of an apocolpyse far off into what was their own future. The highly encouraged, and highly needed drive for self-preservation was the driving instinct for them to receive these premonitions about the demise of their own species, and almost all saurians. With this knowledge driven into the hearts of a great deal of the beings alive at the beginning of the reign of dinosaurs, the conditions for something chaotic to arise were met with plentiful ease.
  
  Almost as a cognitive whole the hearts of those that had seen the coming destruction of near all of saurian kind had a new instinct ripping through them. One that built upwards upon itself and drove others to it. The instinct was to end the coming doom for them all before it happened. Even if it was not to happen for ages upon ages to come. And as one the dinosaurs came together in their power to cast forth the force that was fueled by their instincts into fulfilling this new need.
  
  However, something happened. One of those events that goes beyond the laws of any universe or the understanding of the goddesses and gods. Just a random act that has no reason, it simply happens. The force that was building backfired. Ripping away form its intended course and slamming fully onto the existence that was Lithratha at the time. It completely ripped her apart, ending her life as she had known it. However, it was quick to reforge her in such way that was both an act of chaos and the power's original purpose. She was embued with all the essences of each individual species of saurian from all across time and dimensions. Becoming the Noah's Arc of the saurians as a whole, in the face of an extinction that was millions of years ahead of her. An insurance that none of the races would ever be doomed to not having a chance to coming back in the face of an extinction. As her spawn could be any number of a mixture of the saurian species across all reality. She would be a mother to all races, yet at the same time, she was only a container in this fashion. The nature of this left her without the ability to pass on her own genes, for she had none of her own left. Quite simply being made up of all the others, she would never be able to have any bloodline of her own.
  
  Her body was twisted with this new base for her essence. Becoming some mixture of species. Though at least in this she was not doomed to being a non-functional mess. Certain bloodlines became prominent over the others, the Tyrannosaurus and the Raptor standing proudly within her. Yet, in the chaotic nature of the events a future, peculiar child of the saurians in the form of the avian, Ostrich, was forced upon her form as well. Her body took on these in the forms of a hide of feathers, a hulking muscle body build, and the gigantic big toe of the raptors became what she bore on all her digits. Other bloods influenced her form as well, the shape of a beak at the end of a thick maw, and anthropomorphic body with proportional limbs as a couple obvious external factors. Yet, her insides were a highly chaotic mixture of many of the special organs that many species had particular to them alone,
  
  Yet there was still the final portion of the force the dinosaurs had unleashed. That portion of the instinct that willed for the solution to extinctions to be permanent. This manifested itself by setting her form to forever remain the same. Never to perish but, in a fashion that was wholly a curse to her. A regeneration to the exact specifications of her new body was given to Lithratha, yet without the blessing of living without the pain it could bring to. Able to be blow apart beyond the atomic level and regrow. Yet, her consciousness would be constantly aware for the centuries it would take to grow back atom by atom, cell by cell, organ by organ. Fully aware of the absolute agony of missing limbs, organs, and the ability to function, the abilities to move or breath or whatever else she ever came to miss till it had grown back. It was not an instantaneous regeneration, nor a good one for her.
  
  It was from this point on that her new life as an immortal bearer of the races and future of all saurians began. Living on through millions of years of evolution, and also extinctions. Including the one that the force that changed her had been meant to prevent. Living past the point that the force that created her, the one driven by instinct, gave way to the dominance of magic in the world. All through the ages she went, traveling, learning, living. Amassing treasures, knowledge, experience all her won through the sheer span of her lifetime. Yet, while some may think the idea of outliving the mountains of the world a godsend, they would be wrong. At least for her. Such long live prevents one from ever having the welcoming embrace of death to silence the pains of what they experience. Living through mass deaths of countless species along the way, outliving her loved ones every time she made one new connection, and having to endure the agony and maddening process of regrowth each time her body was destroyed or shredded apart. Her mind was not that of a divine god or goddess, an elemental immortal or other such beings. It was the mind of a mortal, trapped in an eternal body. So while yet she grew wise and experienced in so much, so to did she become tainted with the forces of insanity. Leaving her to strike a balance between the wisdom she earned, and the horrors of the insanity she obtained in the process. Learning to keep the instincts she had been born with close to her heart at all times, to ensure she kept whom she was always in her terrible eternity.