Myron
Godslayer
Myron Aquila
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Factions:
Legatus to the Senatus Populasque Imperium
Overseer of the god slayers and praetorians
Alias: Legatus, Godslayer
Rank: General in the Senatus Populasque Imperium army, being of senatorial rank, her immediate superior is the Proconsul (provincial governor), and she outranks all military tribunes.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Force Sensitive: Forcedead.
Species: Afriel.
Age: 19-33.
Sex: Female.
Sexual orientation: Pansexual.
Height: 5'11.
Weight: 133.
Appearance:
Myron destroying her opponents
Myron is a Godslayer. Which is easily noted by her striking red hair, as all Afriel had. She has a muscular build with desirable pinkish red eyes, thin eyebrows, and a piercing on her bottom lip. The tall young woman has peach tinted skin with long scarlet hair. On formal occasions she will keep her hair tied into a little ponytail at the top, and the rest draping far past her shoulders. However most of the time she is seen with her hair pulled into a high ponytail which is so long it falls past her buttocks, she sees her long hair with pride as in the past as a Godslayer the length of hair shows how impressive they were on the battlefield, when defeated or held down the Godslayers ponytail would be cut as to shame them for their defeat.
Dress:
She dresses in a reim style. Clothing style would vary according to the activity and place, she dressed casually, as she would be seen roaming the city-state. Yet also in an armored style to fit her legatus position. Often times she can be seen wearing sleeveless white robes antiqued with gold lining closures. Over the cloth robes she would adorn a light golden breastplate and a fancy draping shoulder piece coming from her right shoulder to add a touch of elegance to her dangerous look.
When Myron fashioned her armour she was feared by most, as it seemed once she put it on she became another, more ferocious person. An exquisitely crafted set of armour reviving the grandeur and attention to detail of the Senatus Populasque Imperium armours! This beautiful and stylish golden steel cuirass is a sight to behold upon the Legatus. A metal breastplate over a white tunic that extends over her metal skirt, a metal arm guard that covers the outside of her right arm while her left arm only has a piece of the tunic covering her shoulder, and metal shin guards is a most exquisite armor set.
Personality:
Myron is a calm person. She is shown not to get along with some of her fellow slayers members, as they get into arguments a lot. She is also intelligent, as the emperor pointed out. Although she is always shown with a proper attitude, when she's in battle she shows a wilder side. She's not very compassionate, since she shows no compassion towards straying slayers or those on the battlefield. Even when victims beg for life, their only desire being to live, she still considers them only as traitors. As stated by Tiberius, what Myron cares most about are her family and her friends. One of her most distinctive qualities is her unwavering loyalty. Though she sometimes questions the emperor's actions she remembers her brother, the previous Legatus and tries to follow Tiberius's orders without question. Even though she has been recognized calling out at improper times, the only thing in those moments keeping her head being Tiberius's affection for her.
Voice:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLkoG91Nhxg
Strengths:
-Intellect.
-Superior strength.
-Heightened senses.
-Speed and agility.
-Leadership.
-Determined.
-Skill with a blade, shield, and hand to hand combat
-Battle hardened
-High ranking
Weaknesses:
-Impatient.
-Insecure.
-'broken' and full of doubt.
-Brash.
-Erratic.
-Not much trust for those outside her friends and family.
-Easily hurt (emotionally) and angered.
-Reckless.
-Cocky.
Ship:
n/a
Bounties Collected:
N/a
Biography:
Myron is a woman who grew up alongside the young emperor to be [member="Imperator Tiberius"] on the planet Naboo living in hiding in Vulso Villa. She would have once been destined to grow up and become a member of the great Godslayers. Though in her time the corp of elite warriors consisting only of the Afriel would be a sad image of what it once was. As most of its members died in the desolation that befell the Legion centuries before Myron's birth.
Godslayers were once a small corp of extremely powerful warriors; it was founded long ago in the golden age of the Legion. It was many years ago when one of the great Imperiums emperors, his name lost to history, had came across a small tribe of Myron's ancestors, the Afriel. He immediately went to purge them for living on his territories, though, he quickly noticed how potentially powerful these people could be to him. He learned this as one of his soldiers went to attack, and was nearly ripped into pieces by one of the Afriel.
The emperor, simply amazed, approached the beast and attempted to communicate with it. While it was diffucult at first, after hours of conversation he was able to get the message across that he wanted to help them, to civilize these beasts. The Afriel agreed, much to the imperiums surprise and sent his most infant son with the legion as they left the tribe, in peace... which was a first for the imperium.
Now that the son, whom the emperor would learn to call Mu, was taught to speak the language of the imperium which at first was nearly impossible to understand, the time for the aging emperor's plan would come into place. He quickly had the son who had become utterly loyal to him, tell of the locations of other caravans of Afriel. He now took many sons, and daughters, all on the same promise that he would civilize them. Some of the caravans refused to give their children, to which he killed them and took the children regardless.
Now the emperor had finally begun to enact his plan to raise a small corp of 100 or less elite warriors which would be totally loyal to only him and no one else. He would call this team the Godslayers.
However quite suddenly the emperor fell dead to an unexpected plague. His son would take the throne, but there was a slight difference between the two. The emperor had never realized the growing friendship between his own son, named Gladius, and the boy who had now grown 17 named Mu. With his father dead Gladius and Mu would still raise a corps, but the godslayers were no slaves, they were highly regarded members of society.
Much later would be the birth of a baby girl named Myron Aquilla, a descendant of the famous Godslayer Mu. While she was not destined to command, that would fall to her brother. It didn't really matter. The Legion was nothing anymore. All Myron had to give was hope for her beloved friend TIberius. Though they would argue, it never really mattered to her. He was like her family, though as the two grew older she began to train more with her brother in the art of war and saw much less of her friend, who she assumed was off learning how to rule and govern a kingdom. Sometimes they would spar together whenever he was out on the training grounds where Myron would spend the majority of her time. Really though these sparring sessions most always ended in Myron knocking him to the floor in defeat. With her superior strength, speed, and constant training it wasn't really fair for her to spar him. She would note that for a human he was a pretty good warrior.
This all was irrelevant though, because once Myron turned 16 the remains of the Legion would be destroyed in cold blood by raiding pirates. It was all a blur really, all she remembered was a peaceful day turning into a battle scene in seconds. Myron did remember however fighting her way to a relentless Tiberius and forcing him to leave with her.
She knew that if he died, so would the Legion once and for all.
Now the girl roams the galaxy with a determined Tiberius. She may be losing hope, but if anything the Godslayer must preserve her hope for him. Although she tries to face reality a small part of her still believes that the Legion can rise again. Afterall she may as well not have saved him at all if they were going to stay in hiding, which in truth is partially her fault, Tiberius is eager to go to battle and mentions it all the time, constantly rambling about how he will honor his legacy and save the Legion. Which she really admires because he is pretty humble about it all considering the circumstances.
ROLE-PLAYS:
n/a
M-ear-en Aa-quill- ah
Factions:
Legatus to the Senatus Populasque Imperium
Overseer of the god slayers and praetorians
Alias: Legatus, Godslayer
Rank: General in the Senatus Populasque Imperium army, being of senatorial rank, her immediate superior is the Proconsul (provincial governor), and she outranks all military tribunes.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Force Sensitive: Forcedead.
Species: Afriel.
Age: 19-33.
Sex: Female.
Sexual orientation: Pansexual.
Height: 5'11.
Weight: 133.
Appearance:
Myron destroying her opponents
Myron is a Godslayer. Which is easily noted by her striking red hair, as all Afriel had. She has a muscular build with desirable pinkish red eyes, thin eyebrows, and a piercing on her bottom lip. The tall young woman has peach tinted skin with long scarlet hair. On formal occasions she will keep her hair tied into a little ponytail at the top, and the rest draping far past her shoulders. However most of the time she is seen with her hair pulled into a high ponytail which is so long it falls past her buttocks, she sees her long hair with pride as in the past as a Godslayer the length of hair shows how impressive they were on the battlefield, when defeated or held down the Godslayers ponytail would be cut as to shame them for their defeat.
Dress:
She dresses in a reim style. Clothing style would vary according to the activity and place, she dressed casually, as she would be seen roaming the city-state. Yet also in an armored style to fit her legatus position. Often times she can be seen wearing sleeveless white robes antiqued with gold lining closures. Over the cloth robes she would adorn a light golden breastplate and a fancy draping shoulder piece coming from her right shoulder to add a touch of elegance to her dangerous look.
When Myron fashioned her armour she was feared by most, as it seemed once she put it on she became another, more ferocious person. An exquisitely crafted set of armour reviving the grandeur and attention to detail of the Senatus Populasque Imperium armours! This beautiful and stylish golden steel cuirass is a sight to behold upon the Legatus. A metal breastplate over a white tunic that extends over her metal skirt, a metal arm guard that covers the outside of her right arm while her left arm only has a piece of the tunic covering her shoulder, and metal shin guards is a most exquisite armor set.
Personality:
Myron is a calm person. She is shown not to get along with some of her fellow slayers members, as they get into arguments a lot. She is also intelligent, as the emperor pointed out. Although she is always shown with a proper attitude, when she's in battle she shows a wilder side. She's not very compassionate, since she shows no compassion towards straying slayers or those on the battlefield. Even when victims beg for life, their only desire being to live, she still considers them only as traitors. As stated by Tiberius, what Myron cares most about are her family and her friends. One of her most distinctive qualities is her unwavering loyalty. Though she sometimes questions the emperor's actions she remembers her brother, the previous Legatus and tries to follow Tiberius's orders without question. Even though she has been recognized calling out at improper times, the only thing in those moments keeping her head being Tiberius's affection for her.
Voice:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLkoG91Nhxg
Strengths:
-Intellect.
-Superior strength.
-Heightened senses.
-Speed and agility.
-Leadership.
-Determined.
-Skill with a blade, shield, and hand to hand combat
-Battle hardened
-High ranking
Weaknesses:
-Impatient.
-Insecure.
-'broken' and full of doubt.
-Brash.
-Erratic.
-Not much trust for those outside her friends and family.
-Easily hurt (emotionally) and angered.
-Reckless.
-Cocky.
Ship:
n/a
Bounties Collected:
N/a
Biography:
Myron is a woman who grew up alongside the young emperor to be [member="Imperator Tiberius"] on the planet Naboo living in hiding in Vulso Villa. She would have once been destined to grow up and become a member of the great Godslayers. Though in her time the corp of elite warriors consisting only of the Afriel would be a sad image of what it once was. As most of its members died in the desolation that befell the Legion centuries before Myron's birth.
Godslayers were once a small corp of extremely powerful warriors; it was founded long ago in the golden age of the Legion. It was many years ago when one of the great Imperiums emperors, his name lost to history, had came across a small tribe of Myron's ancestors, the Afriel. He immediately went to purge them for living on his territories, though, he quickly noticed how potentially powerful these people could be to him. He learned this as one of his soldiers went to attack, and was nearly ripped into pieces by one of the Afriel.
The emperor, simply amazed, approached the beast and attempted to communicate with it. While it was diffucult at first, after hours of conversation he was able to get the message across that he wanted to help them, to civilize these beasts. The Afriel agreed, much to the imperiums surprise and sent his most infant son with the legion as they left the tribe, in peace... which was a first for the imperium.
Now that the son, whom the emperor would learn to call Mu, was taught to speak the language of the imperium which at first was nearly impossible to understand, the time for the aging emperor's plan would come into place. He quickly had the son who had become utterly loyal to him, tell of the locations of other caravans of Afriel. He now took many sons, and daughters, all on the same promise that he would civilize them. Some of the caravans refused to give their children, to which he killed them and took the children regardless.
Now the emperor had finally begun to enact his plan to raise a small corp of 100 or less elite warriors which would be totally loyal to only him and no one else. He would call this team the Godslayers.
However quite suddenly the emperor fell dead to an unexpected plague. His son would take the throne, but there was a slight difference between the two. The emperor had never realized the growing friendship between his own son, named Gladius, and the boy who had now grown 17 named Mu. With his father dead Gladius and Mu would still raise a corps, but the godslayers were no slaves, they were highly regarded members of society.
Much later would be the birth of a baby girl named Myron Aquilla, a descendant of the famous Godslayer Mu. While she was not destined to command, that would fall to her brother. It didn't really matter. The Legion was nothing anymore. All Myron had to give was hope for her beloved friend TIberius. Though they would argue, it never really mattered to her. He was like her family, though as the two grew older she began to train more with her brother in the art of war and saw much less of her friend, who she assumed was off learning how to rule and govern a kingdom. Sometimes they would spar together whenever he was out on the training grounds where Myron would spend the majority of her time. Really though these sparring sessions most always ended in Myron knocking him to the floor in defeat. With her superior strength, speed, and constant training it wasn't really fair for her to spar him. She would note that for a human he was a pretty good warrior.
This all was irrelevant though, because once Myron turned 16 the remains of the Legion would be destroyed in cold blood by raiding pirates. It was all a blur really, all she remembered was a peaceful day turning into a battle scene in seconds. Myron did remember however fighting her way to a relentless Tiberius and forcing him to leave with her.
She knew that if he died, so would the Legion once and for all.
Now the girl roams the galaxy with a determined Tiberius. She may be losing hope, but if anything the Godslayer must preserve her hope for him. Although she tries to face reality a small part of her still believes that the Legion can rise again. Afterall she may as well not have saved him at all if they were going to stay in hiding, which in truth is partially her fault, Tiberius is eager to go to battle and mentions it all the time, constantly rambling about how he will honor his legacy and save the Legion. Which she really admires because he is pretty humble about it all considering the circumstances.
ROLE-PLAYS:
n/a
