Strix "Wyrmwood" Dahlia

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Basic Information

Name: Strix Dahlia
Nickname: Unknown
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Clan: Tenshi
Alignment: Lawful Evil



Looks and Personality
Not much is known about Strix, as there arent many that have seen her or those that have seen her have been able to give an accurate description that matches anyone elses that has ventured through her lands and lived to tell about it. Once a prominent daughter of a rich important feudal family, it all changed after she was kidnapped by a group of ninja aiming to ransom her back to her parents. Believing that they would pay for her safe return, the kidnappers and assassins were surprised to find that the Dahlia household valued money above their own daughter and refused to give any kind of value for her life. Scared and broken heart that her life meant nothing to her parents, something inside Strix snapped as she blacked out, only coming back to her senses outside of the small shack hideout burning to the ground in front of her. A trail of blood lead from the front door to where she was standing and looking down she saw a grown mans arm in her grasp. Piecing together what had happened took several weeks as she tried to think back on the memory, wandering through the forest and going from town to town, looking and begging for food, shelter and water. With no help, looking like a dirty orphan, she was shunned, and thus began her life of solitary witchood taking up residence in a nearby forest. Tales grew of the old witch that lived in the forest that would charm and ensare unsuspecting travellers, merchants and men that dared to go into her territory. Feeling like an outcast, she learnt to be self sufficient training on her own from various books and scrolls she would take. An attitude becoming of giving punishment to those that deserve it, Strix became judge, jury and executioner. Not much is known about her. What is known, however, is that she is intelligent and laconic, only speaking when she finds it necessary.


Ten great kings took ten great thrones,
Nine crowns adorned nine heads.

One left to scratch upon their mounds,


The crow, alive and dead.



Land of Birth - WSE Clan
Hallow Bastion - Shimogakure



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Rank & Chakra Information
- Rank - Sage
- Chakra - 2000
- Health - 200
- Primary Specialty - Personal Summoning Specialist (Kha'zix)
- Secondary Specialty - Advanced Speed Resistance
- Apex Specialty - Apex Tracker Specialist
- Extra Specialty - Rainman
- CFS Specialty - Fistweaving
- Elements - Fire | Water | Earth | Lightning | Wind | Sugar | Rain
- Ninjutsu - Ninjutsu | Taijutsu | Genjutsu | Kenjutsu | Kinjutsu | Fuuinjutsu | Yoton | Tenshi | Legweights
- Summons - Fireflies | Slugs

Hotaru Kuchiyose no jutsu: Kazikusu | Firefly Summoning Arts: Kha'Zix
Type: Summoning
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: 40
Damage: 60 (basic claw slash)
Description:
With the ability to selectively breed ninja fireflies, one of the fireflies that eventually came about was Kha'Zix. He is roughly 5 feet tall, often hunched over, with his wing also often hidden down his back and capable of moving twice the summoners speed. Kha'zix has evolved as a firefly to be just as deadly and just as lethal as his other chakra wielding ninja firefly counterparts by evolving his body. Firstly, on each of his front arms, instead of hands he has blades, which while do restrict him from performing handseals (not that he needs any) does allow him to use all kenjutsu techniques. Due to his size, Kha'Zix cannot fly constantly like other fireflies however he can leap long distances very quickly, and even use his wings to hover for 1 turn, (with a 1 turn cooldown).
During the users turn, Kha'Zix can choose to 'evolve' one of his traits for the battle, where this action takes the entire turn. Each trait can only be evolved once and only one trait can be evolved per turn.

-Claws
Kha'Zix evolves his claws to increase their size, adding a +20 (+10 for S-ranks) to his kenjutsu attacks

-Wings
Kha'Zix grows stronger wings allowing him to fly indefinitely. Once every other turn he can use a move slot to "dodge" an incoming attack within reason.

-Camouflage
Kha'Zix evolves his body and carapace to bend light around himself to be able to seemingly erases his presence visually. This makes him untrackable by physical means.

Background Information
The First Encounter:
It started when old Endo, drunk out his mind on stale beer and the dulled memories of some battle he’d probably run from, locked himself in a shack just outside of Goldleaf. Baron tried to break the door in, good neighbour as he was, but the miserable fossil had more strength than anyone could have anticipated, bracing his entire body against the entrance as he babbled about heights and spiders and being pecked to death by birds. No one believed the man was being pecked to death by anything but a bottle, so we all went home, assuming, as one does, that with a day to dry out, the ordeal would sort itself.

Took only one night.

First scream ripped across the village like someone had pulled it out of Endo’s open chest, followed by a second that was almost the same—but worse. It pitched higher, like rusted metal wrapped in burlap, in almost-human words with an almost-human rhythm until the baker’s wife cried, “Ninja's!” and all hell broke loose. People arming themselves, the mayor—if that's what you could call the head of some hinterlands piss-hole—shooing whoever he could into the meeting hall, windows being boarded up in blind panic, the works. You’ve seen it a hundred times, probably two hundred since the Rogue hit up north. Regular folks going mad at the fairest hint of ninjas.

Point is, that’s around when everything went bad. But there’s a bottom to bad, and what happened in Goldleaf broke right past it.

Don’t believe me?

Go for yourself. Goldleaf ain’t there anymore.

But I’m skipping ahead, and that ain’t fair to Endo. See, Endo was a spy from back when the Hungurian pacifications were still talked about like there was honor in ’em, and he later served the crown as far out as Tobusekai and the Water Isles. The man had seen things. We’re lucky out west, since the worst the hinterlands have to offer are some stray raptors after the hatching season, and maybe a sun-cooked bandit or three, but Endo knew what was out there. What could be out there. And he gathered up all the folk who were willing to listen and organized a peasant militia to bring those supposed “ninja's” to justice.

His plan was simple: First light, we’re all going on patrol, two by two, no one alone. Military stuff, and that gives us hope, gins us all up for a fight. For king and country! Rah-rah patriotism, and all that.

Until the sun comes up and a family’s gone missing.

Every one of them—five in all. Farmhouse torn to shreds, livestock slaughtered in their pens. Doors all locked from the inside, windows all latched. They’re gone. The mayor calls a meeting, but a pair of fieldhands don’t come in from the rows. When Endo calls for them, something calls back. But it isn’t them. Sounds almost like them, like something is forcing words into almost the right shape, but that old, rusty cage sound keeps cutting through, squeaking and rattling and clicking like it can’t help itself.

Now people are afraid. Some hothead charges into the fields with a sword in his hand—gone. Another follows him—gone. Blacksmith gets the wise idea he’ll ride all the way to Hammerfell and call the guard, but the horse bucks him halfway down the old trade road and something pulls him into the rows. Endo calls to see if he’s alright, and that awful voice burbles out, saying it’ll take the road to Hammerfell and call the guard.

Endo asks again, and it repeats: “I’ll take the old road to Hammerfell and call the guard.”

There’s something about it… like a pin twisting inside your head, poking through the meat into something darker underneath. I could see it on everyone’s faces. Folks holding their kids close, backing away toward their homes, some just running. That voice could cut away all the parts of a person and leave ’em naked and afraid, shivering in the middle of a blistering afternoon. Like it was pulling something out of you. Something it wanted.

A little girl says she saw someone standing above the field out where we keep the scarecrow. It’s such an odd thing to notice, and there’s so much going on, that we pay her no mind.

But we should have.

Night comes and half the houses in town are boarded shut. You can hear folks inside whispering, muttering, giggling like maniacs, but about… I’m not sure. Snakes. Lightning. The dark. Walls closing in. Knives. The sea. They’re laughing and they’re screaming and it sounds like everyone has gone insane, like they’re trapped inside a room with a part of themselves they don’t want to face. It sounds like we’re all stuck in a nightmare.

Then the lights start going out. One after the other in all the boarded-up houses, the lamps flicker and die. And the voices melt away, each suddenly silenced, all save for one. Something croaking behind the old smithy. Muttering to itself. About snakes. About lighting. Muttering about the dark.

Endo, that poor fool, takes the militia and goes in. And I… I’m there with him. I have my blade. I have my lantern. But the rows are deep, and the light casts shadows everywhere you look.

I… I don’t know exactly what happened. I saw a face—maybe. Something looking back at me just ahead of Endo, but it was like he saw right past it. Like that face was just there for me. All lopsided, twisted sackcloth and rusted teeth. And behind it… something huge. Splayed out on thin legs, but alive with hundreds of black birds rattling inside an old cage we’d thrown into the woods last year. And eyes. So many eyes.

There’s no one left in Goldleaf now. If no one came after me… I’m the only one left. Hearing those screams fade behind me as crimson light poured out from between the corn stalks—that sickly crunching, and the bellowing, tortured squeals of hogs and horses…

And the crows! Hundreds of them—thousands! But crows they aren’t, can’t you see? They’re smoke and fire! They’re not real! They couldn’t be real…

They follow that voice! The deep, rumbling voice beneath it all! Don’t you see? Don’t you—

Oh, gods… Endo!
I left him behind! I left him there—there in the rows with that horrible scarecrow! Everyone—they’re all dead! Gods, gods, it must have followed me. Once it tastes your fear, once it knows you, it never lets go. It won’t let you go, it won’t—

What’s that voice?

Can anyone hear—

You don’t hear it?

…Endo?


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The First Survivor:
I have decided to start writing in a journal. I’m hoping I can ease my mind if I just have somewhere to recount and to get stuff off my chest. I live in an isolated farm house so I don't see many people so It's nice to have somewhere to load my thoughts. Living out in the middle of nowhere has its perks, I live right by bushland so I can go for a nice walk to clear my head and not once have I seen another person out there, it's like my own comfort zone. I'll try and write in here often, nothing interesting happens around here but I can at least make use of this.

Summer is right around the corner so it's getting quite stormy. I really don't like it when it storms, the house feels unstable it's so isolated out here, I don't know what I could do if the roof came crashing down on me. Nearest sign of civilisation is a crappy bar a few miles down the road. I like this peaceful life.

Finally got a break from the storms and I went out to the bushland and it just felt so uncomfortable. I had this strong feeling someone was watching me. I don't like when other people are in my comfort zone, it makes me feel unsafe.

It happened again, I just had this sinister feeling that I wasn't alone, but this time I heard noises, like someone was actually following me. I kept looking around but there was nothing. I don't know what is happening but I don't think it's just me being paranoid anymore.

Whatever is happening isn't just happening in the bush. I saw something out there last night, standing in my yard looking towards the house, it was way to hard to make out what it looked like but there was definitely something out there. I'm going to set up a camera outside my front door and hopefully that’ll catch anything lurking out there.

I haven't been to the Bushland recently, I'm too scared now. The camera hasn't caught anything out of the ordinary although I went around the house to grab something and I saw claw marks on the side, like something was trying to climb up, these weren't possum claws, no animal could have done this. I don't know what is going on but I'm scared.

I heard banging on the door last night. Something was trying to get in, the camera was smashed beyond repair. This is getting really messed up, something is trying to get in. The claw marks had increased and it looked as if something was trying to get to my bedroom window.

It got into the house last night, I don't know what the **** this thing is or what it wants but I hid for hours. Today I'm going to board up the doors, nothing is going to get through them.

It got in again. I checked the doors and they were still sealed shut. I don't know what to do. I don't want to go to anyone, this thing leaves no trace. I'm forced to just hope it won't come for me each night. I swear this journal is the only thing between me and complete insanity. I'm too scared to leave the house just in case it's out there. It only seems to come at night but I'm still not going anywhere near that bushland. The scratches on the back seem to have ceased. I swear I'm just going to wake up and have all this be a bad dream, it's starting to seem like it.

I feel like I'm going insane, I've got tin cans in every doorway, every door and window is boarded shut and I haven't slept through a single night this week. This thing I don't know what it is but it's mentally fucking with me. Every night I spend in my bedroom with a cleaver just waiting for something to come in. Whatever this thing is it tries every night to get in, I'm so scared on of these nights it's going to succeed.

I've got an escape plan thoroughly planned out. I've accounted for everything and I'm even ready to fight this thing off if I need to. I've dedicated every minute I'm awake into this thing. I’ve done research and I can't find anything to do with this. No mysterious murders, missing people, nothing. I just want to go back to my mundane peaceful life.

It's getting worse this thing just keeps coming in and thrashing at every window as soon as it gets dark, I don't know how much more of this I can take.

I'm hiding in the cellar, it's in the house, the house isn't safe anymore, I'm destroying the house with this thing inside, I’m ending this.

The fire, it burns.


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O
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Chakra Colour:
As with all Tenshi who posses unique chakra signatures, Kiriyuin's natural chakra colour is a dark purple, almost black, distinctly different from regular chakra colour.

Haniyasu-Hime - Goddess of the Earth
"The scourge of the Earth"
Granted Abilities:

  • The user doesn't need to do any handseals for his doton jutsu's, instead he just needs to swing his whip.
  • Gives +15 damage to every doton jutsu of the user.
  • Doton jutsu's of the opponent loose -10 damage.
  • Raiton jutsu's of the user loose -10 damage.
  • Though it may seem like a whip, by infusing doton chakra in the blade the metal thread that keeps all the metal plates together instantly hardens, placing the first segments into a straight line. The segments at the top however coil to the left and then to right into some kind of a Celtic knot shape, eventually creating a unique looking hammer. When in this state it's strong enough to even dent normal metal. Twice per battle it can be used to destroy C-rank or below doton jutsu's.
  • Three times per battle the sword can negate the elemental weakness of one doton jutsu, making it so it doesn't have any basic elemental weakness. It has to be said when using this ability on the moment you use the doton jutsu.
  • The whip can excrete very tiny minerals, practically dust or sand. In close combat the user can just blow it into the face of his opponent to irritate his eyes or make him choke on dust. It can produce enough dust to hide the user, roughly covering a territory of 8 by 8 meters. In open fields the dust cloud is still very easy to see, however in places like deserts it could make the user blend in with the environment.

Hattori Hanzo:
Strix has a special armour that is worn, the Hattori Hanzo

Scientific Tools:
- Josei Himei | The Banshee's Wail
- Chakura Tu | Chakra Blade
- Abusōbu Ude | Absorption Arm
- Wattusansu biribiri fenchi | Wattsons Eletrical Fence

Artifacts:

-Twin Shadows
Name: Twin Shadows
Type: Artifact
Rank: A
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: N/A ( 30 )
Damage:
N/A
Description:
Twin Shadows is a long velvet cloak that wraps around the users back. A delicately embroidered piece of craftsmanship, this cape was presented to the Queen of the Lightning Mountains regions as a gift from one of the towns in the Frozen North in an attempt to win her favour. A deep Satin Blue with Gold Filigree, this cape has the design of a Water Droplet on its back.
Twin Shadows has a gold chain that connects its around the users neck, with a blue sapphire clasp. By touching this clasp, the Droplet comes to life, passively sending out a wave of water, causing an immediate heavy rain-storm similar to (Suiton: Ukojizai no Jutsu) - Water Style: Rain Tiger at Will Technique within the vicinity having none of the sensing capabilities. This rain-fall can fill an entire landmark or up to long-range in battle, and last for 3 turns, or until blown away by A-rank or above Wind Release, or similar elements as well as something like (Shuushi Ame) - Stop Rain. Due to the sheer volume of this rain-fall, naked/sharingan/rinnegan vision is limited to short-range. However, doujutsu such as Byakugan and Tenseigan are unaffected due to their telescopic vision.
Notes:
Can only be used twice per arc recharging at the start of the following arc
The rain-fall lasts 3 turns or until dispersed

Theme Song


Battles
Won: Some
Lost: Some

Updating/Changing: https://animebase.me/threads/kiriyuin-satsuki-tenshi-shikigami-no-ame.773037/
These also need to be moved to declined sections: as they never did:
https://animebase.me/threads/kyoko-kirisake.768489/
https://animebase.me/threads/xan-irelia-v2.768160/
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