Thryza Wogal (née Sepsis).
Alig: Swings through TN and CN, NG, and even NE at times.
Occupation: Mercenary and mother.
Slender and about 5'10" tall. Pale-ish skin. Hair is back-length and silvery, with a violet streak in the lock of hair that insists on falling over one eye. Eyes are grey; they can go from a soft, misty color to a somber, rainy-grey hue to a cold, hard, steely glint. Just around her eyes, taint and grime have become so ingrained that it looks as if she is wearing eyeliner. She is quite pretty despite this. Oh, and the scar running from just between her eyebrows, down past her left eye, and on to her jawbone.
Her left arm is a mechanical replacement.
She usually smells faintly of malt-vinegar, sometimes with a hint of tin.
Thryza has powers of Fire, Sulfur, and Uranium. Aw hells yeah.
- Her left arm is a metal construct; it contains a wrist-razor, a hooked implement, and a huge flathead screwdriver thingy. A lighter is in her index knuckle.
- A seemingly endless packet of silvery, long, slender cigars. They smell like tin when burned and their pale, chemical smoke soothes Thryza. Under no circumstances are they to be smoked by normal people. It's for their own safety.
- An Ion Cannon.
Despite its small size and odd appearance, it is a very powerful energy weapon.
- But used more often is her new Neutron Ram.
Thryza lived in a normal little village with a normal family. Until the raiders slaughtered everyone but her, and she was taken by researchers.
She was the guinea pig for the testing of an artificial limb replacement. Of course, they had to remove her real arm themselves first. Predictably, they had designed the prototype with bloodlust in mind---hence the wrist-blade.
She was 15 then. She blacked out, and when she awoke, she was laying by the body of the chief experimenter. His throat was cut. Her wrist-blade was bloody. Every other researcher was dead, dying, or had fled.
She'd fled and become a loner, and after 10 years, she's found herself in The Town.
Now... Story... thing:
She married Chris Wogal and by now, they have 7 kids (counting Bubble). One was made normally (Bio), three are Thryza's Echoes (Thal, Neiz, Chol), and three are adopted (Han, Viv, Bubble).
Thryza can cut your throat before your brain realizes she has a blade. She can spew acids or alkalines strong enough to flay skin and flesh from bone.
She probably won't unless she has to.
She's a quick-witted, rough-life-toughened woman with a generally amiable disposition. A bit too gleeful about violence.
She is a loving mother to Thal, Neiz, Chol, Bio, Hannibal, Vivian, and Bubble; she is an also-loving wife to Chris.
She smokes silvery chemical cigarillos that contain a natural relaxant.
Natural for her body, anyway. If a normal person tried it... let's just say that inhaling acid-laced thumbtacks would be better for your lungs than a puff of a Silver Breccia.
Bird and the Worm Instrumental.