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M.I.A, Avenged Sevenfold
Attack, 30 seconds to Mars
Close to Heaven, Breaking Benjamin
Never Surrender, Skillet

¿Name?
Aranea Beatrice Highwind
¿Gender?
Female
¿Age?
Roughly 35, though she doesn’t let her age slow her down
¿Personality?
Aranea is the perfect warrior. She’s confident, loyal, aware and very cunning. Her body, mind and strength are lacking in no department whatsoever. While loyal, she’s more loyal to herself and her gut than anyone. She trusts no one, assumes nothing and fights for the side she believes is right. However, despite her refined edges she’s still a snarky, cocky and sarcastic kalon with a good sense of humor. She loves her followers and always looks out for her own over any king’s orders. In a way, she’s a good liar when she has to be and will act her loyalty as long as it takes for everyone to make it out alive.
Being a bit of a wild card, Aranea can be hard to understand the first few times you meet her. So level headed under pressure, willing to take a knife in the back for her friends, and then at the bar being the loudest, weirdest kalon of them all. Being serious in battle is the only time to be serious to her; and sometimes even then she can't let a good sarcastic comment slip by unnoticed. Honest by nature, fun by choice and strong by blood, Aranea is a well balanced individual. Sometime a little too persistent...
¿History?
Her life has always been a straight line. Train until your bones break, serve until death and never turn your back on home. Being a protector of kings and servant to war runs deep in her blood and runs so far back that no history book contains her first generations name. Her mother and father had been betrothed since birth, destine to keep the line going. However, she was a first of her kind. While trained, aware and able she refuses to kill without reason. Simply being at war with others isn’t a reason, she’s gained a reputation of being a rogue warrior who thinks for herself.
Her habit of doing the right thing over orders has tainted her families good name, but she continues to pass missions with flying colors. She serves her kingdom by hunting down dangerous monsters and demons, helping the people inside and outside of the kingdom and it’s walls. Aranea uses her enchanted lance to fend off evil spirits and cursed monsters with the need to kill. Rarely will she take the life of an enemy kalon, knowing the pain of having those you love most taken.
¿Romance?
Mate: My dear, sour Ali || Crush: My babe of course! || Kits: Light
¿Other?
Good cook, especially with meat
While good with politics, she'd rather avoid them
Loves to run off while on duty
Adventure is her middle name (not really, but she says it is)
Weapon choice is lances, but she'll work with bows and short swords
Fears the power of the blood moon
Highly enjoys training others
Favorite color is dark blue
Her daughter is the most important person in her life[/size]

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More of friends on a business stance, Dagor it a knight outside of Aranea's kingdom in the north. They met on an assignment, a simple hunt on a passing herd of mammoth to feed the king and villagers for weeks. Dagor being less experienced and Ara being ignorant to the way of mammoths, the two worked together to bring down their prize and defend it as well. She looks at him as an equal, but also as a friend in the northern kingdoms.

Awh yes, Prophet the story teller. They met through what Aranea thought was work yet turned out to be nothing but a story. She hunted him down and casually demanded answers before getting the truth. Though instead of cutting off his hands for stealing her time, she instead told some things about his stories just weren't right for typical demons... They became frienemies, her often teasing him and daring him to join her for hunts while also fueling his imagination with true stories of her own.

An exiled kalon, left to rot in a forest of mist and nightmares. His lack of communication and intimidating look made most people think a demon haunted the forest and was killing livestock or taking children in the night. Aranea was hired to put the beast to rest when she realized with her lance drawn, he was a kalon. Simple, alive and tired of being alone. Sparing her hunt, she listened to his story and offered to keep the villagers off his back by passing around new rumors instead. She protects him, sometimes visits and wishes to help at all costs for this tormented soul.