// Deep In the Woods -=- Form for Viscet #1832 \\

My gallery · by **corrosive_limes** » Fri Jul 06, 2018 8:00 pm

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Wicasia Myrintheia Parvontiah

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Wicasa ; Ash

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female ; she/her ; dfab

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pansexual

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adult

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~ Wicasia ;; derived from the Native American Dakota name "Wicasa" - "Sage" - and the English name "Acacia" - "Thorny Egyptian tree," from Greek "Akakia." In Freemasonry, the Acacia tree symbolizes the immortality of the soul, innocence and purity, as well as birth into a new life.
~ Myrintheia ;; derived from the Greek name "Myrina" - "Swiftly boounding." In mythology, this is the name of a warrior queen of the Amazons who defeated the people of Atlantis - and the Greek name "Antheia" - "Flower." In mythology, this is the name of a goddess of flowers, gardens, love, marshes, and swamps.
~ Parvontiah ;; derived from the Hindi name "Parvati" - "She of the mountains." Myth name for a wife of Shiva - and the Native American Iroquois name "Onatah" - "Of the earth."

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~ Wicasia is a very motherly and protective Viscet with something of a warrior streak. She was born into a large family in a good sized town located in the middle of a forest near the border of the kingdom. At the time of her birth, the kingdom was at war and so money was hard to come by. She grew up as the youngest of seven siblings, helping her family hunt, raise livestock, and care for the garden and orchards. She grew used to a life of backbreaking work with little to no rewards, as often the products they took to market didn't bring them as much money as they needed.
~ When she came of age, Wicasia was drafted into the army on extremely short notice due to a sudden emergency. She had no need to pack for she really didn't have anything to take with her. She said her goodbyes before heading off to training, which was a whole hell all on it's own.
~ She served for most of the duration of the war, fighting in many gruesome battles. She did well and ascended through the ranks quickly, often as fast or faster than her male counterparts. She was a well respected figure, and in time even gained her own battalion to command. However, things were not all great for Wicasia.
~ There was one event where she and her battalion had been traveling to a distant town to protect it from a raid. They'd stopped and set up camp for the night and were just winding down when they were ambushed. There was no fighting back; the tents had been set on fire and uncountable numbers of enemy troops swarmed in from every angle. The entire battalion was slaughtered within minutes. Wicasia was the only survivor, and even then only because she'd ended up pinned beneath one of the wagons when an explosion knocked it over and they'd ignored her, believing her to already be dead. She'd nearly passed out at this point, but she does vividly remember the silhouette of a Viscet looming over her, illuminated from behind by the fire before unconsciousness claimed her.
~ She was found and rescued soon after, and ended up spending the rest of the war in recovery. By the time Wicasia was better, the war had ended, and she ended up retiring. She returned to the forest and ended up settling a house far away from other Viscets, yet within a day's travel of the nearest village.
~ She stayed there, tending to a small personal garden and sometimes helping wounded animals she came across. However, that wasn't it for her fiery spirit. One day, a young adventurer crossed paths with her, and she ended up mentoring them for a while in everything from survival skills to fencing. They parted ways after a while, but every now and then she'd start to get Viscets seeking her out for help with their fighting skills. This continued for several years, at least until the day of the fire, when everything changed.
~ One day, everything had been going perfectly normally, nothing out of the ordinary. However, when Wicasia stepped outside around midday to go hunting, she spotted a huge, looming cloud of smoke rising from the village nearby. As soon as she saw it, she bolted from her house and began the day-long journey toward the village.
~ By the time she arrived, nothing remained. The last few stubborn embers were petering out while a few houses still burned in the distance. The strangest thing was that despite the magnitude of the fire, not a single body was to be found. Wicasia searched all through the town and couldn't find a single survivor nor body, and she was about to leave when a barely perceptible movement caught her attention from the corner of her eye. She turned to see something moving, half buried in a pile of ash near the remains of a charred building.
~ She approached it with caution. It moved again, this time unburying itself with a very disgruntled sound, and Wicasia gasped. It was a small Viscling. It was at that point her motherly instincts kicked in and she quickly went over to the Viscling, doing her best to comfort him and clean his fur of some of the ash in the wake of his shock.
~ She decided that since she hadn't seen any other Viscets around, dead or alive, and the Viscling seemed to be the only remaining survivor of whatever had happened, she would take him in and care for him.

My gallery · by **corrosive_limes** » Sun Jul 08, 2018 4:32 pm

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~ kind ~ motherly ~ gentle ~ patient ~ compassionate ~
~ loyal ~ protective ~ resourceful ~ strong ~ independent ~
~ Wicasia is incredibly motherly at heart, and will take in and care for anything that needs it. She's naturally very compassionate and empathetic, and hates to see anyone get left behind or injured. It doesn't matter who you are, if you get hurt or fall ill, she'll be the one to care for you until you recover. Being raised in a farming community at a time when money was hard to come by, she's learned to value hard work and has developed incredible patience.
~ However, despite all this, she's still very much a warrior. Wicasia is deeply loyal to her friends, family, and loved ones, and if they are threatened she will stop at nothing to protect them from those who threatened them. She's fiercely protective of those she's close to, and she's not afraid to resort to violence if she needs it. She's strong, both physically and mentally, and is far from the type to give up easy. She's independent and highly resourceful, and won't stop until the job is done and her loved ones are safe.

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~ Asataryth ;;
~ Wicasia very much sees Asataryth as her son. She's raised him ever since she found him, and has mentored him in everything she knows. She cares for him as if he were her child, though that doesn't always mean she goes easy on him. She's patient with him when he needs help with something in particular and also when he's being obstinately stubborn about not wanting to do something. She's gentle yet firm with him, and isn't about to let him get away with poor manners or bad behavior.
~ She loves him and cares deeply about him, and would go to the ends of the earth and through hell and back to protect him and keep him happy. She has his best interest at heart, and would without hesitation do anything in her power to keep him safe. She values his safety above all else, even if that sometimes means making him unhappy or doing somewhat strange and shady things with little to no explanation. As much as she trusts and respects him and as much as it may sometimes pain her to do, she will do what needs to be done in order to keep him safe - even if it meant losing her life.