N A S Ī Ḫ U ,

If you wish to call Greed a ❛monster❜, so be it; but the second that you slander his name before me and expect me to quell my ire and be complacent —— I shall gladly carve your tongue from your head.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ virtusxcor I SEE PRIDE !!! I SEE POWA !!! I SEE A BADASS MUDDA WHO DON'T TAKE NO CRAP OFFA NOBODY !!! rly tho don't insult the friendo Ed she'll happily die trying to end you dsaf;iawe;fowinaw;ein

(kenosiis.)

i’ll eat ur ass————-

She’s not sure whether to be flattered or frightened by this fact.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis caelan: equates ''eating ass'' to like eating ham '' uh ... greed; my friend. i'm flattered that you think my posterior is good enough to cqualify as ham/?? ''

(edrord.) FRIENDZONED

Is it truly so deplorable as to be both an esteemed companion and highly regarded comrade? Surely not; he is a friend to she who is friendless.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ edrord TONIGHT ON: CAELAN DOES A SMACKDOWN. DLSKFNLSFKNDSF;AWEOIN I'M LAUGHING IM SORRY ❛ non ca. ❜

(kenosiis.) I GO T P U N C H ED IN THE M AN AREA AND YOUR DAD sMILED ABOUT I T I DESERVE TO BE ANGRY THIS IRE IS WARRANTED !!!!!!!!!

Does not understand why she’s being yelled at and turtles down into the shell of her armour to escape the not-bf’s (warranted) ire … please be kind to her.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO YELL AT ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not-GF looks onward in confusion, acutely aware that a conflict is sure to rise.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis chiefss BOYS

(rapusodosu.) ;) hey bae

She daren’t allow such repugnant meetings (that stench will forever mar her memory in all its visceral glory) to prohibit a bow, notwithstanding that such motion is a covert attempt to collect her wits and banish any trace of displeasure from her visage thence.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ rapusodosu bows but not without side-eyeing you first TBQH

(kenosiis.) do u want me to beat a nicely dressed bitch up
(kenosiis.) gEnEsiS yO U m Ade MY womAn Cry I'l l b eat ur ass…… :‘IIIIII at a ga me…… …. . of football,,,,

(brxvura.) genesis must be stopped

What a foul thing to have betided; like a fine coating of ash upon my throat, the rancid taste of meat lingers ❜pon my tongue.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis brxvura ❛ non ca. ❜ I literally can't understand why people ever think I'm a ''SRS'' RP'er asldkfnsdf LAUGHS WITH SALAD AS I MAKE MY CHARACTER CRY BECAUSE GENESIS HAS SOME TRULY FRAGRANT FARTS

(rxbuild.) stares tbh

She is not so wholesomely charitable as to not narrow a keen gaze upon the other; as far as the warrior is concerned —— it was a closed show.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ rxbuild >8''''' I I DO NOT LIKE TO SHARE but it's not that worth being MEh over amirite sldfknldskfnldsfknldsfkn LEAVES THE PLANET ❛ non ca. ❜

(kenosiis.) i want a divorce

And thereupon withered mien does semblance of upset fall, knitted brow and curling lip betraying cloistered sentiment. However, she finds it not within her ability to lay any blame for such action upon him (nay, it all belongs rightfully squared upon her shoulders), and therefore does naught but nod her quiesent assent.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis [/ACHEY BREAKY HEART PLAYS IN THE BG] ❛ non ca. ❜

(rapusodosu.)

”Is there an issue? Do you have a problem with me?
You devilishly insignificant bystander who is only an inch
shorter than magnificent I?”

There’s not to be spoken, though heed is paid in a gentle incline of mahogany tresses (a nod of exceeding acknowledgment) and therewith crests some magnitude of perturbation along stony demeanor. Interference and offense had not been intended, and the warrior finds herself at a loss in how best to apologize, for she is notably lacking in verbal rejoinder.

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VIA ϟ SRC

█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ rapusodosu GENTLY PERSPIRES N-N-N-N-NUTHIN' I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHIN' ❛ non ca. ❜

Amused, flattered, and satisfied with the outcome, she reclines backwards and watches events unfold with the (barest!) hint of a smile.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ KENOSIIS CRESS THIS IS UR FAULT I KNOW I SAID I'D LAUGH IF YOU ANSWERED IT IC AND I DI D BUT ALKSND FDSLAO;WEFIN LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE WROUGHT

Simply tends to minding His Lordship’s estate, nary a care for what occurred elsewhere. Forsooth, the insolence of the masses is of no concern to her, for her duty lies in preparing a sumptuous meal —— not dealing death (juxtaposed of that of the regular, this all seems rather tame).

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ █▐ ⚜╎ tua❜duán.⟩ ( [caelan voic] I HAVE HELD DOWN FORTS BY MYSELF WITH THREE OTHER PEOPLE ... ) ( OBVIOUSLY WE LOST BUT POINT STILL STANDS. ) ( also we're just normal people not OP battle royale ) ( I'M LAUGHING THOUGH SHE LITERALLY GIVES 0 FUCKS ) ( *voice ) ( GODDAMN TYPOS I'M TOO LAZY TO FIX. )

(kenosiis.) no she is a walking angel ok do n t

And unto them she appeared an Angel,
aflame with mighty heraldry,
extending a hand belied of false promise;
unto them she appeared, an Angel of Death,
and she offered only the absolute.

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ kenosiis ( STARES INTO THE SKY. )

Exaggerated gesticulations are made towards the hollow of her throat, timed with the speechless opening and closing of her mouth. What would it take to convey unto others that she did not speak? (Or rather, chose not to —— words had rotted from misuse in the void of an ash-covered memory, and thus turned to ash upon her tongue. She could speak; if she were to remember how.)

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ i'M CRYING OMG GU Y S PLE ASE BE GENTLE W/ME I DONUT UNDERSTAND THE LANGUAGE ... LET ALONE KNOW HOW TO SPEAK IT MYSELF ( rly tho kill her. murder her. i'll laugh. )

_{^{(corruptionofheart.) oh my god that was adorabl e}}

_{^{❛ Mine title is Caelan. Treat me well. ❜}}

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█▐ ⚜╎ còmmneng.⟩ corruptionofheart {{ WEEPS SHE HAS THE ABILITY TO BE CUTE I CRY CRY W/ME

ASCEND

S T A T U S .

original character. main blog. independent. private.

Original Character Blog.
Private: strictly interacts with mutual follows.

I N F O R M A T I O N .

Hopefully that big ol’, “Original Character” blast up there was enough for you to know what this blog is – an Original Character. To get things right off the bat, this is my brain-baby. Theft of any sort from this blog is not tolerated, and don’t try spoon-feeding me that, ‘Oh but you just inspire me so much, Cath!’ bullshit ‘cause it’s theft and we all know it. There’s a difference between inspiration and stealing.

Kālĭnn is from an Empire rather like Mesopotamia, so it’s OLD. Old. The majority of the rest of the world within her canon resides is similarly Antediluvian; however, you will notice that she takes on the traits of many Mediæval Knights. No this was not a mistake, yes it is done on purpose. The best thing to keep in mind if you have any thought of interacting with Kālĭnn is that she is culturally displaced, MUTE, and is so stoic and calm in reaction to everything that it’s asinine.

M U C H O B L I G E D .

☑ BLOOD, GORE, VIOLENCE.
☑ LANGUAGE, PROFANITY.
☑ ‘DARK’ THEMES.
☑ SENSITIVE MATERIAL.

☒ MAGIC ANONS.
☒ SEX, SMUT.
☒ ASKS PERTAINING TO SHIPPING/RELATIONSHIPS.
☒ GODMODDING, META-GAMING.
☒ HATE OF ANY VARIETY.

All of this is rather self-explanatory. Due to the nature of the muse, the themes dealt with inside my canon, and with a plethora of muses with whom I interact, content will include but are not limited to: blood, violence, and language. I don’t tag most ‘slurs’ unless they are ones I decide not to use myself, or am asked to tag. In which case, I probably wouldn’t use the word anyway. I do not tag gore in my posts unless it’s an image. I do not tag blood in my posts unless it is an image, nor do I tag weapons or anything of the like. Magic Anons have been used to insult the integrity of my character and myself as a person numerous times, and thus I’d like to not receive them; while sex jokes and talking about sex is fine, actually seeing sex or anything of the visual nature induces anxiety attacks for me due to reasons I am NOT obligated to share, and as such I will not write smut, and I ask that all sexual images be tagged. Everything else on the “don’t” check-list is due to personal preference – oh, and I’ll laugh at anon hate and delete it on sight.

S H I P P I N G .

Kālĭnn isn’t exactly romance friendly, if you hadn’t guessed. She’s resolute, stuck in her ways, waiting to die, and expends herself on people like you won’t believe. While open to friendships, romances are another thing entire, and she is single ship, ergo, I already have a ship parner and I don’t plan on changing this any time soon. If you wanna brOTP with her, be my guest! I mean, look at her borderline “something deeper” brOTP with Greed. It’s possible to become her friend, anyone could easily be her friend because she does not hold grudges ( except against herself ) so really, there’s always room for something, just hit me up with an idea.

C R E D I T S .

Chances are that if you’re seeing artwork on this blog, it does not belong to me. In fact, I keep a log of art credits on this very page. However, I do make edits and I take credit for the work that I have done that way, whether it be icons or banners or other miscellaneous graphics, they are mine, and taking from me is not tolerated because you do not know if I had the artist’s permission, and if you take from me, you definitely do not. Be smart.

The coding is mine. I made the code for this baby. I already released my code to the public, I’m sure you can find it on my personal somewhere ( my personal’s the credit link ), so honestly have away at it. I won’t answer coding questions unless it’s off anon, on my personal, or from a close friend. Sorry. I’m not that amazing at coding either.

ART CREDITS

Dashboard Icon: Era One – Concept 8 by Simon Goinard on ArtStation.
Dash Banner: Goddess of Victory by EVentrue on DeviantART.
Theme Art: I’m currently still hunting down the source, but it looks like the source was deleted. If anyone knows, lemme know? I wanna put their credit up.
Icon Art: Mostly by Norihiro Yagi, from their manga Claymore.
All other icon art will be sourced here as well.
Graphic Maker: The ever-wonderful Stevie! A big hand to her genius~

DON’T STEAL.
P.S. Sorry for being a total asshole in these rules.
I promise I'm not as unapproachable as I seem ;w;

K A S Ū S U .

And no, it wasn't shame I now felt, or guilt, but something rarer in my life and stronger than both: REMORSE. A feeling which is more complicated, curdled, and primeval. Whose chief characteristic is that nothing can be done about it: too much time has passed, too much damage has been done, for amends to be made.

N Ā Š K A K K I .

Name: Kālĭnn. ( Kay — lynn. )
Alias(es): None. However, has accrued the moniker ❛Iron Talon❜ in certain regions.
Age: Twenty-Eight. ( By Earth standards. Perceives self as being Twenty-Two Cycles of age. )
Hair Colour: Mahogany. ( A deep, rich brunette with flame-hued highlights and deep red colour whenever light hits it; could easily perceived as dark brown unless her hair is highlighted by light. )
Hair Length: Typically maintained within multiple braids, with her ( collar bone length ) bangs being braided and kept pinned on the top of her head so that her eyesight is not obscured; the rest of her hair, when braided, is approximately level with the small of her back.
Eye Colour: A very lackluster hazel that appears to be grey rather than its true colour.
Complexion: Dark, a very rich and deep tan.
Sex: Female.
Gender: Female.
Nationality: Akkadian.
Height: 1.85 metres ( 6 feet, 1 inch. )
Weight: 84 kilograms ( 185 pounds. ) However, when she is wearing full armour, she weighs roughly 157 kilograms, or 346 pounds.
Body Build: Lean, robust and rippling sinew beneath layers of metal armaments, she is fit and athletic, and with no lack for muscle. Powerful and domineering physically, she has well-built hips and a graceful figure. Lean for lack of body fat ( by lack of proper eating habits and the frequency of the arduous and physically demanding tasks she indulges in ) but for no lack of muscle. She is extremely-well built. Could crush a man's head with her thighs.
Physical Marks: A running from the bottom of her right ear across her cheek and over the bridge of her nose. It is wide and discoloured, the wound being more aesthetic than debilitating, however. Another scar trails from her left hip up across her back, cutting clean over the spine and around her right shoulder blade only to peak in severity at her right shoulder where the blade which has split her so had bit fiercely. ( Please note for all threads which are to take place post!Molymnias arc: At Molymnias, Kālĭnn's left eye is flogged out of socket. In addition to the re-opening of her facial scar, her lip becomes cleft and heals awkwardly so that she seems almost to sneer perpetually. )
Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic.
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.
Marital Status: Single. ( However, taken heart & soul. )
Zodiac: Scorpio.
Chinese Zodiac: Tiger. ( Element of fire. )
MBTI: ISTJ. ( Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging. )
MBTI Variant: Assertive.
MBTI Role: Sentinel.
Enneagram: 9w1 SO/SP.
Temperament: Choleric.
Element: Fire.

Rank: Hired soldier. ( Mercenary; wayfaring Warrior. )
Weapons: Seeming to be a most ordinary broadsword, Kālĭnn's preferred weapon is realtively unextraordinary at first glance, for it is neither gilded nor engraved with filigrees, and bears no crest or crust of jewels; the blade itself is modled after those of her homeland: wide, straight, and tapering towards the end into a rounded rounded ( yet lethal ) tip, and modified with the superior craftsmanship of an Akkadian blacksmith so that the metal is flexible yet retains its shape, aborbs shock through its core so as not to dull the edge or jeopardize the blade's wholeness. Make no mistake; it is a weapon of war and has slain many, and the blood of hundreds stains its guard crimson. As nameless as its master is to those she encounters, it is the most notable thing aside from her armour which is also modified after that of her homeland, as per her explicit request and exhaustive funding. Aside from that, she's several knives which she keeps stowed away, of similar craftsmanship ( though not so durable ), and, on occasion, she may weild a long-bow of exceptional height and draw-weight. However, her bow is nigh explicit in its use for hunting; she's yet to use it to loose an arrow into human flesh.

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