let's meet: Thesh-ah.
Personality: despite her apperance and outward attitude at first (wich is really guarded) once you get through the shell he is really a great filly to be arround. Willing to do anything to protect the ones she holds dear enough to call a freind.
Bio: Thesh-ah . . .
what can one say about her?
At first glance one would asume her to be of darker intentions and even darker actions.
Such is not the case.
Beneath her imposeing exterior of skulls and battlements lies a true heart of gold. The first to charge into battle to defend those she holds dear and the last to leave anyone in need. Always a smile and a helping hand. Thesh-ah is the groups socially awkward self appointed protecter
However such was not always the case. Let us go back to the begining.
Thesh was born to a small herd in the distant bad lands. Hardy and close knit due to constantly strugleing to survive in a land nearly over run by skin walkers and demon steeds. They developed into a warrior breed.
Under her mothers guidence and her fathers training she grew quickly into the shoes she was ment to fill. When she came of age Thesh earned her armor like all the other juveniles by holding her own for a week in the woods against not only the elements but varrious preditors.
Victorious she was on her way home when she encountered another soq of her tribe struggleing with the same test she had already passed. He asked for her help as he was being presued by a skinwalker and two could stand stronger than one.
Still younge nieve and over confident. She scoffed and then said the phrase that will haunt her for the rest of her liveing days.
" if you live as a coward you should die as a coward "
Then turned and left to go back to the rest of the herd. For a moment she felt a pang of regret but knew it would pass once he returned. She figured she had returned. . . Why wouldent he?
She came back her passing the right to becomeing an adult was celebrated parise was showered upon her strength and her wit. She forgot all about the fellow soq he had left so harshly. Weeks passed he did not return. Worried his mother and father asked thesh-ah's parents (two of the strongest and wisest of the herd) to lead a serch of the woods for him.
They agreed and set off telling thesh to stay and protect the herd in there stead. Two days they were gone and thesh left in the dead of night to go look for them.
She found them . . . A scavageing demon steed feasting on there remains.
In that instant she knew it was no ones fault but her own. If she had helped that fellow soq her parents never would have had to have gone looking for him. They would all still be alive . . . Her mother her father and probably that poor young soq. Tears streaming down her face In anger she charged in to kill the demon steed thinking that if she could beat him it would relive the pain in her heart.
Revenge would heal her she was sure of it.
Their battle ragged thesh took a beating but in the end she was victorious Her face and body horribly scared. Blood covered her dark purple coat yet she felt nothing and certainly not any better. In anger she ripped the head off the demon steed of and tossed it into the river before colapseing into a bush.
Consumed by her shame and heart ache she knew she could never return to her herd. Alone in the woods all she had was saddness wich eventully hardened into hate. Once she regained her strength enough to walk she went to the river to drink. Her reflection was horrid large gashes still hasent healed as they were to large, but beyond that lay the skull of a demon steed that she had slain. Fish had eaten flesh from it the river water had done the rest. It was now a clean white bone mask. Takeing it from the cold water she pressed her head into it. It fit snugly in place.
She looked at her refelction and made a promisse to never take it off as a reminder of her wrong doings of what a monster she really was.. Eventually it healed to her face permently fixing it in place.
For months she hunted every preditor she could find hopeing that one day she would slay enough to fill the angry void in her soul.
After a particularly vishious battle thesh-ah blacked out after her oponet retreated. Hours later she awoke to the jingleing of bells and the talking back and fourth.
Opening one glowing green eye as she felt a warm hand on her flank.
"easy girl." said the voice sweeter than an any fabled angie she was sure.
"Poet-she's probablly not going to make it we really should leave I smell skin walkers comeing." said another voice.
Eventually her vishion cleared enough for her to see who or what was speaking.
One was a soq with a glossy dust covered sage green coat warring what appered to be a scarf/blanket.
The other was a human her hair a rusty golden red and her skin esspecially her cheeks and shoulders were littered with little things she soon ound out were called freckles. Her hands were soft and the smile she offered as she patted her sooteingly were even more so.
"Well If your so concerned why don't you draw them off while I help her. We can't just leave." said the human.
The soq gave no reply other than a grumble and dashed off through the woods bells jangleing.
"it's okay girl I have you now don't speak save your strength rest. Blake will keep them busy for hours with her trickery." said the girl confidently in a light tone as she pulled some sweet grain and a water skin from her satchel.
Thesh protested content to die but the human would have none of it.
She forced food and drink between ripping long strips of cloth from her skirt for bandages.
Hours later the soq came back lathered with sweat and out of breath.
"I can't go any more." the one called Blake panted "but I don't think they can either."
The human called poet rose to her feet and caressed the soq offering praise and thanks before telling her to rest.
Blake curled up against thesh's back laying her head over her shoulder. In moments she was asleep.
Thesh stil weak joined her but would wake every so often to see poet standig futile guard as what could a human do against the asult of preditors?
It was then thesh felt this had happened for a reason. That she was ment to stay with these two.
The night passed safely and In the morning everyone was well enough to travel. Poet was more than pleased to have a new adition to the group and soo the teepee of lost souls was created.
Likes:~Quiet days
~Nature watching ( the flow of the river, the rustleing of trees in the wind. . .Ect)
~ Getting petted and dozeing in the sun or by the campfire but only with Poet (my Native Amarican self).
~Blake as much as she hates to admitt it though it's less of a freindly manner and more in the envious yet superior feeling way.
~other Soquili ( she likes them she just dosent know quite how to interact with them. So it seems like she dosent like them.)
Dislikes:~The way she looks beneath her mask and battle vestments.
~Herself past in general.
~How socially awkward she is.
~Eating weeds
Freinds: just Blake at the moment she could really use another.
Children:None as of yet.
Breeding info:
Currently looking for her life mate only!!!!
No more flings if I can help it.
Edits are more than welcome but he must have good in him no evil soq please. Unless you would like to plot her turning them to the good side.
Color wise let's just say I'm looking for something to contrast as oppsed to match her. Lots of . . .white for example.
I'm honestly really hopeing for an angie. I have a really good plot idea for it. very beauty (him) and the beast (her). He would fall for the good in her rather than her apperance.
Slot#1: KnuckleBone
Slot#2: Reserved for life mate.
Slow#3: Reserved for life mate
...:::~(Thesh-Ah's RP Plot Idea's)~:::...1.
This idea is for the kids.
I really think thesh-ah would make an amazeing mother if given the chance so I would like to rp her with a young soq. Perhaps the young soq is lost or thesh-ah is just baby sitting for the parent.
This idea would (idealy) eventally turn into thesh-ah treating the young one like her own like a godmother.
2.)
Perhaps a battle between her and a skin walker? I would say I chase but she's not much of a runner.
3.)
Thesh-ah though battle ready as she is has . . .no sense of direction so a her lost senario is wide open.
4.)
She needs a buddy desperately perhaps someone as bubbly as she is or even someone just like her.
5.)
Throw somthing at me I'm open to pretty much anything!!!
