the upside down dagger - wandering

[fulzanin]

In truth, she hadn't done all that much investigation into the territory. She usually didn't care for where she was as long as it was secure and safe. For as nonchalant as Aslisk was, those two things held high value for her. She wanted to feel safe. She required a sense of security. In absence, her irritable personality presented itself. She was away from her entire family. It was harder to be more uncomfortable than that. Her history had been riddled with things happening that she could not control, could fight against perhaps, but win? No. No. She hardly ever won a fight. Aslisk sure talked as if she was all that and seven bags of chips, but her physical strength was weak. Her body now was foreign to her, and it meant that she could not even use the little strength she had. Her strength had come from her powers, and now? Now she had strange and differently altered iterations of all of them. Instead of being able to disappear into the shade, she could disappear anyways. Instead of being able to become intangible in the dark, she could do so whenever she wanted. Teleportation was one and the same. Her shadow seemed as if it was any other.

She sought for familiarity. What better way to do such a thing than to investigate her current home. She wouldn't mind doing such alone, no, but Aslisk decided that she needed to... she huffed. There was no reasoning for it. Perhaps it was the slight worry of being alone and again being brought to an even stranger place. She could not pin down her own worry - if anything, she refused to acknowledge that the discomfort even existed. Her teeth clicked as she forcibly shoved her door open. Alright. Her plan for the day was set. Being awake in the daytime was the most annoying thing to her. Her slitted eyes already didn't allow a lot of light to enter and be received, but the bright sun bore down on her nonetheless. It felt hot on her scales. It added to the reasoning behind why she had mostly remained within her home during the day. The heat was uncomfortable, and she was already uncomfortable enough. It led to more irritability, and it cycled time, time, and time again, making her anger fester and grow like a frenzied plant. The daytime was when most others were awake, though. The wyvern sighed upon realizing that there truly was no working around it.

"Hey, featherbrains," Aslisk shouted upon finding herself teleporting over to some sort of congregation of Templars. She didn't care if she startled them - not caring was a deep part of her being. If she was indifferent, then no one would ever be able to tell if they were getting under her skin. Scales, now, as the wyvern was coated with scales rather than a layer of skin. "I'm about to host a trip to investigate the territory. You should come. And be useful. Instead of standing and talking and being absolutely stupid." She spat, head snapping towards another one of the NPC's. There was a flicker of delight in how the snap of her jaws momentarily caused them to recoil, and her scaly head raised higher. "If anyone else wants to come then they can, too. It's not like anyone has anything better to luslu do!" Another shrill shriek parted her maw, lifting her body up as if it would aid how her voice was carried.

ive always had to get my hands dirty, a patrol to make sure no one hurts me

TAGS 10/3/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ the pitt | n/a | n/a

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 100% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. The wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— accesories
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!