Biography Ψ
Othela [ohthelah]
Othela was a lone protector of the Biroros brushwoods, a chosen steward of the grove, a canine of grace and magnificence, that protected the grove's chastity and verdance from immorality. With vines curling through her wiry fur, budded blooms embellishing her deer-like frame, and antlers adorning her cranium, Othela symbolized gentleness and deep connection to Mother Nature. She was an everlasting caretaker and seen as the gentle mother for the ones that bode in Biroros.
But as time befell, a celestial eclipse betided across the blossoming domain, stirring devastation and demise to those that breathed.
All of Biroros was crumbling, deteriorating, and turning a tint of grey. The fauna that frolicked turned to rotting, addled cadavers, and the flora became wilted.
Othela's magic was unpaired, too frail to fend the brushwoods. Too incompetent to endure an eclipse so violent it demolished half of the domain. So, the only possibility for Othela was to save the seeds of her home. To fuse the roots into her own flesh and bear the chastity of Biroros in her skin.
But, the weight of the magic stripped her of her power to fly, she became a wanderer of the lower foothills, an outsider with pinnions and a deer-like physique that got condemned for her ineptitude to protect her motherland. She was a dethroned royal, undesirable, and banished from the godhead empires.
Before her aimlessness brought her to the grounding strength of Beldham, a tribe of ousted entities that assembled to create a backbone from all the sins.
Breeding Info
She's a uniquely pelted broodmare, bears heirs from healthy studs. Even if her orientation is labelled as homosexual.
Birthed:
| Personality + Nurturing + Self-Sacrificing + Devour + Dignified ○ Burdened ○ Solemn ○ Earthbound − Self-Loathing − Ostracized
Preferences Likes: Hefty pitter-patter of the rainfall; it's soothing. The odours of soil and any flora that surrounds her. Untangling tenacious roots of trees. Silence, a comfortable one, it's palliative.
Dislikes: Wilting flowers or any flora in that manner. Despises pity, and the ones that coddled her for it. Any meat, she's a full-blown vegan. Severe heat, that's just a mere ick.
Special Skills Preferably, Othela chose to bear prosperous heirs rather than hunt or fend. It's a serene lifestyle.
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