capitalist woman from a roleplay,, i like her oops

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⛆☁ DEPREDATION ☁⛆

| AGE | ~ 12,000 months (Roughly 83 in human age)

| GENDER | ~ AFAB, She/Her

| SEXUALITY | ~ Aro/Ace

| OCCUPATION | ~ Duchess, War general. (The 'Queeneral')

| KINGDOM | ~ Mørke Kingdom

| ELEMENT | ~ Darkness, specializes in manipulation.

| ABILITIES | ~

-Capability to manipulate sound

-Causing temporary hallucinations(takes her a long time to focus in order to do so.)

-Scaling walls/ceilings(she used to do it all the time, but now she's too heavy. Can climb things in a pinch, though.)

-Emits a feeling of existential dread by being around her

| APPEARANCE |

A large, looming, and muscular colorless dragon with a slight translucency on the scales of her underbelly. You can see her organs tucked neatly inside if you look hard enough, but she doesn't appreciate it. Her scales are backward-facing, and true to mythology, will send her into a frenzy when touched. She uses her wings to support her when she walks, and her tail is thick. Spines stick up at the end of it like a crocodilian's tail, and it is very weighty. The tell-tale sound of her limbs moving and tail dragging is known to send chills down the spines of dragons and animals alike. She has large carnivorous teeth, but small molars in the back of her mouth to crush bones. She doesn't look like most dragons of darkness with her white, softer scales, but still manages to be the most terrifying. The webs between the fingers of her wings are torn and glasslike, veins visible in concentrated light.

-Accessories

Large, opal rings on the base of her horns. They lead in a little golden chain to a nosering through each nostril. Never takes them off, since her horns have made it impossible to.

Her crown, bedazzled with gems and other shiny things like beetle shells and pearls.

Her armor, not often worn unless in battle or an otherwise dangerous area. It is made almost entirely of expensive materials, specifically steel plates covering her neck and underbelly. Hard leather and other, less weighty metals make up the rest of her armor, the bits that cover her wing skin being made of fabric. She is very slow while wearing it due to the weight and strain. She can barely fly, but can do so.

| PERSONALITY | 

A violent, cold, and calculating dragon who couldn't care less about 'ethics' and 'what she's allowed to do'. Depredation enjoys her many pets, though the company of other dragons is not something she's fond of. She is better suited for tactics within war and things of the sort, and typically leaves the Dutch to do typical monarch responsibilities. She isn't a good mother.

-Mental disorders

Antisocial Personality Disorder

(Otherwise known as sociopathy; very apathetic and shows no regard for the wellbeing/rights of others.)

-Physical disorders

Old woman bones /hj

(Slight arthritis, more prominent in extreme temperatures.)

-Strengths

Large, can easily hold her own in fights.

Master of manipulation, in many senses.

Skilled fighter.

Excellent hider.

-Weaknesses

Little to no sense of morality.

Compulsive liar.

Exploitive.

Unbalanced.

Cumbersome flier and runner.

-Opinions on the gods

Of course, she favors Tenebris considering they are her element's deity. She finds the rest of the gods puny, despite being a mortal herself.

| BACKSTORY |

Depredation hatched in the royal nursery, her parents looking at her with disgust. ''That's it?'' Her mother inquired, shaking her head dismissively at the pale, squirming reptile. She struggled to get out of her egg, considering she hatched early. ''It's so.. pale.'' Depredation, as all dragons are, was precocial at her hatching. She could hear and see everything being said, she just wasn't sure of what it meant. Her maid reached down to grasp the dragon from her eggshell to help, but wasn't yet aware that her scales had been.. backward. She felt the uncontrollable urge to fight the dragon holding her, squeaking growls and hisses as she was raised and placed onto their bed. This piqued her mother's interest, as not many dragons were this ferocious just seconds after hatching. She waved the maid away, wanting to see just for herself what the hatchling would do..

And Depredation sprang off the bed after her, chasing her through the room. ''Ouf! She's biting my heels! Dutchess, please! Get her!''  Her mother, slipping her lace gloves over her talons, picked up her small daughter by her tailtip, where a cluster of proper scales were. Her mother was amused by her daughter's wishes to hunt down and kill this maid, and as such gave her her name. Depredation. Her father thought it fit.

Not much happened while she was a nestling. She never felt the touch of another's scales until school time, when she was a fledgling dragon. Her siblings were warned not to touch her, lest they end up dead in a stream outside. her father, however, did not heed the warnings. he found it funny to poke her side and watch as she tried, hopelessly, to kill him in turn. As days passed, her family realized that she wasn't like the other children, in a sense. She would often mangle and obliterate small animals that dare enter her room as some kind of amusement, having broken her maids' arms on many occasions because she found it funny. She didn't seem to care, let alone understand the repercussions for her actions. Her mother worried for her other children's safety, but her father found another use in her involuntary rage. She would become the kingdom's next general.

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working on this!

-Family

Ex Dutch Capsicum. Her father, was very stern about how he wanted his children to turn out. How sad he never got to see her coronation..

Ex Dutchess Vengeance. Her mother. Oh, how she hated when her clanking armor would echo throughout the halls.. It was simply so unfortunate she fell off that cliff, hm?

Dutch Moxie. Isn't married to, is annoyed by.

Heir (Name). Doesn't exist in roleplay yet. Annoyed by.

| TRIVIA |

-Themesongs

Bezos (Particularly while she was climbing the ranks.  The scream is probably from her brother as she assassinates him lmao)

https://youtu.be/jHYRvIutN7s

Sleepwalk (I imagine this to be the one that plays whenever you get that feeling of existential dread. But you can't yet see her..)

https://youtu.be/BhKnRV8C2K4

Depredation doesn't know, nor care that her husband is having an affair. As long as they aren't actively planning on her downfall, then she could care less.

Will be added onto as her story progresses!!