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Maena Shattersong
¶ The Shatterer of Hearts
(she/her)
Proprietary Setting: Guild Wars 2
¶ In Short
Charr Mesmer ~ 21 ~ 7'10 (2.39m)🍑
Out of shape, pudgy, average.
Wry, sarcastic sense of humor and a smug overtone the bleeds into every fact of her personality.
Plenty capable of being friendly and nice. Playful note in her demeanor.
Easily turns a dull situation lively then promptly mock it back to oblivion.
Professional in the right setting.
¶ Details
·— Species | Faction —· Charr Gladium
·— Profession | Class —· Mesmer, Entertainer
·— Birthplace | Home —· Northern Ascalon
·— Age | Height | Weight —· 21 years old, 7'10 (2.39m)
·— Physiognomy | Shape —· Out of shape, pudgy, average
·— Romantic Attraction | Sexuality —· Polyromantic Pansexual
·— Pronouns | Gender Expression —· she/her, woman
¶ Description
Maena was a somewhat out of shape young woman with a noticeable pudge on her belly. Fairly average of size and height otherwise, she was most certainly not the most impressive soldier in a physical sense. To add to that, while the fahrar training for sure helped, her stamina was quickly depleted in long runs and it didn't seem like she had the motivation to work on that. On the other hand, the little lady kept her mane immaculate and her sly and smug beady violet eyes nicely outlined with eyeliner. This helped give her a playful but pleasant look right off the bat.
If one were to pick a running theme for Maena's personality it would be a precocious little menace. She had a sarcastic sense of humour and a smug overtone that seemed to bleed into every facet of her personality and make her into a slightly sardonic individual in certain situations. That didn't mean she wasn't capable of being friendly and nice though, in fact she exhibited that almost as much as the other. With a particular playful note in her demeanour she certainly had the capacity to turn a dull situation lively and then promptly mock it straight back into oblivion. In a more professional setting however there was an almost impressive level of divide that kept her serious and stoic under pressure.
¶ At a Glance
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| Pudgy | Prettied up | People Person | Powerful Spellcaster | Noms |
| The chubby cat was about as capable of a physical fighter as a sleepy skritt and she wasn't afraid to admit it, easily shying away from any confrontation relying on brawn alone. | Maena had a surprising talent for keeping all her hairs brushed and in the right place and her love for emphasizing her eyes with eyeliner was clear. | Pretty good in social situations, Maena was good at picking things up and giving them a flair. Coupled with her love for mockery and sarcasm, she was always in control. | Her greatest strength was undoubtedly her attunement to magic, illusionary and chaos magic in particular. Playing with reality itself was almost like a game to the young charr who reveled in a chance to turn it inside out. | A big fan of fancy food, Maena loved getting her hands on all kinds of sweet and savory treats. |
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¶ History
Maena was quick at developing her skills in the fahrar. It was perhaps lucky she was quickly recognized as a more intellectual sort as this meant she wasn't shoehorned into a bunch of fighters like most of her legion, a direction which would've yielded unremarkable results. Instead, with guidance of her primus she was promptly picked up by the arcanists and illusionsts who helped her wake up her latent powers and exploit them to the highest Blood legion efficiency. She graduated as a master in the mesmer arts and left for the world with her fahrar warband.
Somehow despite working with them for the better part of her life, Maena was always a little bit of an outsider to her Fahrar warband. Perhaps she was a bit too conceited and found herself to be superior to her fahrar companions, but she never accepted them fully and happened to be quite unhappy. The girl, maybe in a display of vanity, simply felt she was meant for something more than patrolling Ascalon like the other fresh warbands. Either way, with a decision that even being alone is preferable, she left and found herself bandless and on the lookout.