The following is A list of the Most prominent Cilessians that are or have been intergrated into the main story. These Cilessians are chosen with no real criteria in mind. That is to say that being placed on this list means that I have taken special interest in your creation and have intergrated the idea into the Clandestowe Saga.

If your creation is not featured here, it does not mean we hate it or dislike it. This is just a special honor I award to those who have gone above and beyond to make their characters outstanding and unique.

If your characters are featured here against your will, and you would like them removed, say so, and it shall be done. Simply note Cilessia-Prime with the title "VIP removal" And your character will be promptly removed from this list.

NOTE: The VIP list is still under construction and is never closed to new Cilessians. Thumbnails of thier respective designs will be posted. Also, once enough cilessians are submitted I will choose more to add to this list. The VIP list is by no means definitive or complete



Xzettzen Starcry and Paome (Butter pecan) Jahannah

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Xzettzen is the illegal male child of two Cilessian commoners. Even after the Cilessian curse put upon their children, he was still born a male. They tried to keep his existence a secret until he was old enough to leave the planet himself, however word reached the Emerald tower quicker than the two had hoped. The empire’s retribution to the breaking of the Empress’s laws was swift. They executed the couple, but Xzettzen was able to escape. He had a natural gift for survival. Loosely translated his name means “to hold on” or “to not give up”. Xzettzen made it as far as the badlands (The deserted area, scarred by the remnants of the Balbaros incident) where many dared not tread. They had assumed that he would die, given that that area is completely devoid of life.

Xzettzen was able to get by using his natural instincts. When he was a younger lad, he was a bit fairer than boys his age should have been. And at times snuck into the cities posing as a young woman. But he knew he couldn’t stay in the cities indefinitely, so Xzettzen eked a living somehow in the barren wasteland; Alone, and for a span of time that seemed to be forever.

There was one person who visits the wasteland however; A Jahannah named Paome. On the anniversary of her parent’s death, she came there to pray and offer words of solace to their souls. It was there that she met Xzettzen. Battered and mortally wounded he stumbled to her shelter. She tended to his wounds, surprised at first to see a male Cilessian so young, but at the same time, she knew very well why he was in this condition.

The two became friends and then intimate lovers. They were wed in secret by another member of the Jahannah clan (ANY TAKERS?) However, it was not to be. The empire soon caught wind of Xzettzen’s survival. Xzettzen knew this day would come, and in order to ward off harm to his beloved Paome, he retreated further into the wastelands. For miles and miles Xzettzen roamed until his body could walk no more. He collapsed to the barren sand. When he awoke, he was inside a human ship.

Once again, Paome was robbed of someone she loved so dearly. The Empire sent a party only to find Paome tending to a garden she had grown in honor of the heroes of old. Xzettzen was found, not by a Cilessian, but by foreigners who occasionally sneak into the planet to learn of the Cilessians. He was taken aboard their ship, and would never see his beloved Paome for over 300 years.

Shortly after Xzettzen left, Paome was walking through the ruins as she had always done. She tended to her garden and played the songs of the heroes as sung by the Jahannah. It was then that she discovered a mysterious red egg. The egg was crystallized, as Cilessian eggs are when they undergo stasis. Paome looked at the strange red tint to the egg, and to a plaque that read one name: Valiida. Paome was a Jahannah; a gentle Cilessian by nature, but even she could sense a foreboding power within the egg. Still, with her parents slain, and Xzettzen leaving her, Paome yearned for companionship. She took the egg in as her own and nurtured it till birth.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t long before the Empire found out about Valiida. At a very young age she was taken away from Paomé, to be raised as the daughter of ExOdessa, Empress of the Cilessian Empire. The Royalty awarded Paomé with a fortune befitting a queen and wondered why she did not join the others in he hall of elders. Paome did not care for such titles or riches. She only wanted her heart back. : A part of her that has been torn deeply, thrice over.

Paome found some solace in raising an orphanage, in which she now oversees. She was awarded the position of an elder, making her the youngest elder on Cilessia. Though she has the title, she doesn’t show it. Instead of attending meetings, she tends to her children. She has a mysterious aura about her, causing some of the nobles to believe she is conspiring against them. Is it true? … Who knows such things? …

Many races took in Xzettzen. He was sent to many planets in countless star systems to train in the deadly art of combat. In his 300 years he perfected a myriad of fighting styles and methods of killing. He quickly became one of the most (if not THE most) feared men in the galaxy: A living legend even. After 300 years of learning he was no longer a man of revenge. He was enlightened: a warrior poet, if you will. He did not care that his own race nearly killed him for what he was. His mind was free of all troubles and his body; hardened by discipline and battle. Even with all this he remains a collected, and smooth individual. He returns now to Cilessia prime. Not to take revenge for the murder of his family, or his own near death, but for love. A love that had been lost to him for over 300 years: Paome.

Qitorah and Éclair

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Qitorah was a promising noble. She was young but very powerful, and was hand picked by the Empress herself to become general in the Iron Armada. However, Qitorah was a bit of an over achiever. Why settle there, she thought, when she could become empress? Qitorah had a daughter, but exchanged her welfare for a chance at the throne.

One evening she came up to the gates of the Jade tower and challenged ExOdessa for the throne. No one had ever challenged ExOdessa before. There was no need to. Though She ruled with an Iron fist, ExOdessa remained fair. No one challenged her rule. Qitorah changed that, and she did it for the worst reason: power.

ExOdessa stood in her hall and offered the one warning that she offers anyone who wishes to fight her: “You may challenge me, if that is your desire. But know that if you begin this challenge, you can be more than certain that I will finish it”. The warning did not stir Qitorah The challenge began shortly, and ended in the same manner. The Empress ExOdessa was victorious.

In old Cilessian fashion Qitorah pleaded for the Empress to end her life, rather than face the humiliation of having her tail, and her honor stripped from her. The Empress was not so forgiving. This was her first challenge, and she wanted to make an example of Qitorah. And so, in the ways of old, Qitorah’s tail was cut off, making her an outcast among Cilessians. Robbed of her honor and nobility, she was treated like refuse. Battered every day, and thrown out of every establishment she dares step foot in. Children would tease her. Others would throw rotten fruit at her. There wasn’t an hour she lived without fresh bruises on her body.

Qitorah had never returned to her daughter since the Humiliation. She couldn’t face her, not now, not ever. In Cilessian custom, Suicide is Betrayal of the self. Because of this she would not take her own life, instead, she would let the wastelands take it for her. She wandered endlessly into the barren plains until her body gave out. When she awoke she was inside a peculiar and foreign looking room. On the bed across the room was a Male Cilessian. It was Xzettzen.


Blue moon

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Small History - Bleymaar (meaning - strength and honor) is a War Master who travels around a lot. She is not particularly old, young enough to take on one of the 'ice cream flavor names' that seems to be the trend of the younger set, but she is old enough to have proven herself many times over again to her Empress and Princess. She is extremely loyal, but not an easy one to get to know. When she was younger, a Gladiator by the name of Yahnee insulted Bleymaar's family. The insult was so great that Bleymaar went to the Empress and demanded an honor duel between the seasoned gladiator and herself. Many believed that the fight would be over quickly, with Yahnee being the victor. During the course of the nearly 6-hour duel between the two warriors, Bleymaar was horribly wounded, taking a great slash across her eye. Though she was blinded by both the loss of her eye and the blood, she ended up killing Yahnee, not only becoming the victor in the duel, but also proving her worth to those watching. She has dedicated her life to the mastery of her favored weapon (the trident) and to the pursuit of strength and honor.

Personality - Blue moon, as she prefers to be called now, is an aloof character. She strives to prove herself in all things, wanting to be the best, a nearly impossible goal. She is not very trusting, but those who win her trust she is loyal too till death. Her honor comes before all things, and expects those around her to hold that standard. She loves a good fight, but detests when others play dirty.


T'angthlen Shiaxa, aka Tiger Tail

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Tiger Tail was born a full-blood warrior, the blood lust of her ancestors running through her veins. It meant that when she reached puberty, she would have to taken as an apprentice by a Warmaster and trained to control the whip-lash battle-rage that could pose a hazzard if not controlled. Despite that inherent trait, however, she was a fairly gentle child, and grew up with a warm disposition that showed great loyalty to those she cared for. Eventually, when Tiger Tail grew to her full physical maturity, she stood at a towering 7'4”, and had a long, muscled build.

Tiger Tail was a fairly complacent girl, until she started entering into what were normally just awkward years for younger Cilessians. Hers were awkward, but because of her bloodline, also edged with a coming violent streak. When her mothers saw her inherent aggression beginning to develop, they knew it was time for her to undergo training with someone who could teach her how to harness it, a Warmaster.

Much to many other Cilessian's surprise, it was the elder Peaches (owned by ) who took the gangly Tiger Tail under her tutelage. Peaches saw potential, but she was a particularly harsh taskmaster, and the years with her were some of the hardest for the young T'angthlen. Thanks to Peaches however, she soon became a very skilled young warrior, and partly in thanks to her fairly calm disposition in the first place, a level-headed young Cilessian, despite her blood.

When she was in her mid-300s, Tiger Tail joined the military, and quickly took to it. She liked the structure, and being able to use her abilities and instincts every day. She was soon flagged as an 'up and comer' by the other generals, and it wasn't long before she took favour.

One night after several decades with the military, Tiger Tail managed to intercept an assassin on the way to the Queen's chambers (mostly out of chance and luck, if that's what you'd call it) and took it upon herself to try and stop the attempt on her Queen's life. The assassin was Black Walnut, and enraged at this obstacle in her path when she was so close, managed to overtake the less-experienced soldier. She managed to bring Tiger Tail close to death by strangling her with her bare hands, but wasn't able to take her life before others began to arrive and she had to flee.

When Tiger Tail woke, she was in the hospital, and heavily drugged. It was explained to her that in the encounter with Black Walnut she had sustained almost no major injuries, except for the irreversible damage done to her vocal chords because of the strangulation. When the drugs wore off, her throat was incredibly sore, and she could barely turn her head without flinching from the terrible pain. She waited a few months before returning ot the military, not wanting to show weakness with an extended absence, but it was a few years before she was completely without pain in her neck. Time passed, and eventually Tiger Tail proved herself worthy to become one of the Queen's Generals, and become known as one of the most severe Generals by her troops.

Besides the pain, the damage left behind was most severe on her voice. It was almost a year before she could speak above a whisper, and another before she could raise her voice to a yell. Now, with her voice box as healed as it ever will be, she still prefers to speak in a louder whisper for the most part, and uses her full voice only when intentionally trying to make an impression. Her voice is gritty, low, and overall incredibly unpleasant to the ears, and she has become accustomed to seeing people's reactions to it upon hearing it for the first time. It demands listening, however, and it is one reason why she is so respected and, to a good degree, feared as a General. She is untalkative, but once she opens her mouth, it is with purpose, good or bad.

As a General, Tiger Tail attends the occasional meeting with the Empress and other Generals in the palace. She herself has a small home closer to the training fields, prefering the modesty there rather than taking a larger home that could be open to her because of her rank. It was on one of her visits to the palace that she was first observed by Ginger, though Tiger Tail didn't know it at the time. Long story short, Ginger got into Tiger Tail's bed, and now they are partners. Before they coupled, however, Tiger Tail had developed strong feelings for Green Tea, Ginger's sister, and even though she found happiness with the tiny smart-mouth, still longed for the High Priestess, despite knowing she could never have her. Of course, thanks to the fact that she rarely speaks and is not the most emotive person, no one has the slightest idea of the General's hidden desire, and she intends for it to stay that way.

Black Walnut

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So far you can see, I think pretty obviously, is that she's evil. In fact her bony like structure goes against the Cilessian rules themselves, I was even unaware of the lucky tradition until after I made her. Oh and no, she does not have eyes in the back of her head that was just me messing around with cloning. Black Walnut is one of the violent and malevolent Cilessians whose ultimate goal in life is to abdicate the empress from her throne and take it for herself. As evil as she looks not everyone is necessarily aware of her hate due to her position (if it's okay show?) in the iron armada. At one point Black Walnut had managed to get close enough to take a chance at assassinating the queen, but Tiger Tail had caught her before she could do any harm. Once she was caught Tiger Tail and Black Walnut duked it out in which Black Walnut nearly strangled her to death so as to keep her quiet of the incident.
She may look a bit frail and skinny, but like any vindictive b*tch she has good power and even better stealth. I think that the reason she may hate the empress and the Cilessian way of life so much is because she's more stealth and sneakiness then power, and she used to get tormented a lot by other Cilessians for her build.

Vanilla

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Personality:

Pride: Vanilla’s Cornerstone trait, simultaneously the source of her greatest strength and her most debilitating weakness. The Empress ExOdessa, Vanilla’s mother, pays very little to no attention to Vanilla’s talents. Because of this, Vanilla has spent her entire life trying for some form of praise or even approval from her mother. However, despite her undeniable achievements as a warrior, she has yet to win over the Empress’ attention. As a result, Vanilla has developed an abominable pride within her that has etched itself into the core of her persona.

On one hand, this pride gives her the strength to do what most deem impossible. It gives her the will to never accept defeat; to always expect and work to be the greatest. In fact, since she is princess of all Cilessia, she feels that there should be no one to match her in battle, and is immediately jealous when/ if they do. On the other hand however, this strong sense of pride has done well in closing the princess’ heart. She refuses to admit or accept when she is sad or lonely, believing that these are signs of weakness. She never accepts help from others, no matter how badly she is hurt. She avoids emotional confrontation and tends to sort all things into logic and reason. Vanilla has come to the point where she doesn’t lack emotions, but she doesn’t really know how to use them. So she tries not to.

Vanilla is not all “fangs” though. She is a little tough to get to know because of the emotional and psychological barriers she puts around herself. However, The few who do know her see a very carefree side of her. When she is away from ExOdessa she is a different person entirely. She loves to play pranks and games. Vanilla is very active, especially considering her Longevity. Lastly, it would be an understatement to say that Vanilla loves sexual activity. Her prowess as a warrior is only matched by her libido ^^



Milky Way

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She is an orphan, her mothers were among the Huntress who battled Xzettzen (the male Cilessian created by
and got killed. That happened when she was very young and the loss of her parents affected MW a lot, both mentally and physically. She became very ill, hence she has a smaller frame that the average Cilessian and is not very strong (her growth was affected and she didn't fully developed, that's what I actually mean). She can't use any heavy weaponry, she has to rely on her speed only. Otherwise she has a spear (for hunting purpose only) and if she is in danger, she generally try to flee or if she really have no choice, she uses her yoyo (blades come out of it when she press the star). Yoyo + speed can make some good damage, but against wild creatures or opponents who are not armored. The stars on her spear can be use as throwing stars as well.

+++ During day time they have a normal strength but during night time their strength increase dramatically thanks to the moon(s)

+++The story : [skipping the beginning, need to work on details] Anyway Milky Way left Cilessia and decided to explore others planets. On one of these planets she found the moonkey, which was captured by a merchant and kept in bad conditions. After having an fight with him, she got the moonkey and healed him [...] and they become good friends. But this merchant was from Shelbro and although he wasn't much of a fighter himself, he had relations with the Shelbron Magna Hunters. And he told them that Milky Way ran away with the Moonkey he had captured. Shelbro is a wealthy planet, governed by a S'he. Most of the inhabitants are traders, who became rich buy selling weapons and illegal stuff. There is a big Coliseum on this planet, and Shelbrons invite the best fighters from all races to fight in it (the idea was taken from show's gladiator description ^^). There's a high demand for these shows so Shelbrons also have a hunters team which capture monsters and people, usually lone travelers, for the arena. And Milky Way ends being caught by the Magna Hunters but luckily for her, Hazel was around :3 (and maybe other of my characters, we'll see that ^^) so she managed to escape


Strawberry

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Strawberry is a celibate priestess, and Vanilla's royal advisor, childhood friend, etc. Whereas Vanilla is prideful, stubborn, and strong, Strawberry is passive, weak, wise and intelligent. Her mind is not clouded by Cilessian pride, because she is only a half-breed, which explains why she has no tail and her ears are shorter than the average Cilessian. Strawberry takes allot of abuse for being a half-breed, and is often looked down upon. Thank goodness she has Vanilla to look after her and protect her from constant bullying.

Strawberry's mother was a Cilessian and her father was a human. She was orphaned very young, and found herself facing a young Vanilla and her posse of bullies. They bully her, until she escapes them using her intellect, gaining the respect of the young Cilessian princess Vanilla. Vanilla coins the nameless girl Strawberry, because of her pink complexion, and the name sticks. Vanilla and Strawberry grow up together, and Berry is almost like a sister for Vanilla. However, Strawberry may harbor feelings of a different nature for her close friend...




Peaches

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Personality:
Peaches is very warm-hearted. She loves a good joke and, despite her calm disposition, will share a hearty laugh with anyone. Though, she’s rarely the one to tell any tall tales or jokes herself. She’s not the oldest of Cilessians but her maternal nature has earned her the title of “neighborhood mother”, much to the amusement of the other elders. However, Peaches can be extremely serious when it’s called for. She has been said to be no longer recognizable in battle. Before one realizes it’s her, the warm smile is back and the only remaining sign of a seasoned war master is the blood-splattered armor.

She has a soft spot for children or the injured. Her only daughter, Stafyla (Grapes), grew up surrounded by many other children, animals and the like because Peaches can turn no one or nothing away. More often than not, Peaches’ home can be picked out by the rambunctious noises disturbing the otherwise quiet evenings.

She’s enthralled with the humans. Peaches wants to know as much about them as she can.

Warrior and Status Duties:
Because Peaches is war master, she must travel from time to time, learning new battle techniques from neighboring star systems. When she returns home, her new knowledge is then passed on to train more war masters. It’s widely known that war masters are extremely picky when it comes to choosing apprentices. Peaches is no exception. If anything, she’s even choosier. Her own daughter was not seen as strong or willing enough to learn her mother’s craft. At times, she’s been known to take on only one student to ensure that they learn to be the best possible before being released to fight on their own. She’s a tough teacher and ‘feared’ by most new trainees but she is also one of the best at what she does. Her training methods are not taught with forcefulness but with very long, hard work and determination. For that, she is deeply respected as a war master.

Peaches is also an elder. Meaning she is expected (along with the other elders) to aid the empress in her ruling over all Cilessians with their wisdom. This puts her very close to the ruling family. She’s grown fond of the princess, Vanilla, but often worries that her unruly behavior might interfere with her ruling duties. It’s in Peaches’ nature to be concerned about the future. Even more so for the princess because her own mother seemingly chooses to ignore her. But Peaches knows to not overstep her boundaries and continues to respectfully keep an eye on what could one day be their empress.

While most elders are given areas to rule under the empress’ arrangements, Peaches has declined the offer in order to free herself to do her war master duties as well. Those living around her still treat Peaches as though she was their ruler.

History:
Peaches never expected to live the life she is now. She planned on settling down with the man she loved, raising children and just enjoying the rest of her years as quietly as possible. Learning that she had just become pregnant was her most joyous day, even more than when she met Chortio (Grapes’ father). During a time when peace was rare (due to Balbaros reeking havoc), the good news was something a 300-year-old Peaches greatly needed.

Though the happiness didn’t last long. Not hours after she found out she was pregnant, it was declared that men would be whittled out of the Cilessian race by means of controlling the sex of children. Chortio, being a hothead, wasn’t pleased. He then demanded a session with the empress, resorting to furious words and thoughtless threats to the well-being of those who opposed his views (he wasn’t of sound mind). When his advances got too violent an elder/war master challenged Chortio to a duel to honor their empress. When Peaches found him, Chortio had been beat within an inch of his life and left tailless, a practice saved for those looking to overthrow the empress and take her throne. Surrounded by the witnesses of the duel, Chortio pleaded with Peaches to take his life. The dishonor of being alive and without a tail was too much for him and wished to die, despite the fact that he was now a father. Using a shard from his broken lance, Peaches reluctantly helped in the death of her lover by adding just enough force to his weak hands to puncture his skin. He died instantly.

Peaches then went into a long depression, eating only enough to keep herself and her baby barely alive. She didn’t tend her house, her duties and was often found passed out in the fields in which the Cilessians did their hunting. When it came time for her to lay the egg, Peaches left the house less often and ate less than she did in the beginning. Knowing that she’d die if she didn’t snap out of it, Peaches looked to her neighbors to help her in taking care of her baby. Despite her efforts to be a good mother, the egg crystallized itself for nearly 450 years.

Grapes was finally born when Peaches turned 750 years old. She wasn’t young anymore and had used the many years between the death of Chortio and her daughter’s birth to become a war master. The bond between mother and daughter wasn’t always there. Grapes was an unruly child who often caused large amounts of trouble for the neighboring families. Her daughter refused to train as a war master but took to Flaykes like a fish to water. Peaches often argued with Grapes over her failure to follow in her footsteps. However she shared her mother’s love for injured creatures. When Grapes was about 240 years old she stumbled upon a toddler Cilessian who had been abandoned by her family. Aurorialis (StrawBanana: [link]) became the tie between Peaches and Grapes. A family bond formed with the three that would prove to be unbreakable.

10 years later, Peaches is an elder/war master. Something she once hated and blamed for the death of Chortio. She feels as though she must make up for this traitor-ish behavior by accepting that he was to blame for his death. She trains harder, opened her home to those in need and agreed to learn more about her daughter’s magic abilities. Peaches also keeps a close, ‘motherly’ eye on her princess. It took nearly 700 years but she is finally happy and at peace with her past.


Cotton Candy

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Name: Kleeona
IC nickname: Cotton Candy
Height: 6'11"
Weight: 288 lbs.
Hair color: two-tone pink and blue
Eye color: milky white [affliction: blind]

Family: Foster mother: Issan'del / Half-sister: Sighann/Candied Apple [link]
Suitors: Berrymelon: [link]

Special Abilities: Due to Kleeona being blind, the instinctive desire as a cilessian to be a warrior from birth was little if any; thus, she adopted to summoning her own flayke and using its ability to cast and control magic. When not in use, the flayke returns to a temporarily dormant state inside Kleeona's metal staff; the inscription along each side of the pole indicates its current residence.

Personality:
Kleeona is generally friendly and willing to help others in need. She is a bit shy and reserved about her feelings towards a friend or love interest, and would rather be persued then the persuer. Her only downfall would be she is too trusting, thus allowing some Cilessians to take advantage of her kindness.

History:
Kleeona is a creation of the genetic manipulation between a female couple playing creator that desired a male child. Unfortunately, this intervention produced the expected female offspring but was born blind. The couple realizing they failed, in addition to giving life to an 'imperfect' cilessian, delivered Kleeona to a nearby foster facility; they made haste in their depature in fear the would be discovered and exiled from Cilessia Prime. Or the ultimate punishment: death.

Having not been told from the beginning Kleeona was blind, the staff discovered on their own during a routine communal bathing of the other foster children. Shock swept through the facility, then pity for the child that she may never be adopted. But this was quickly remedied when a staff member by the name of Issan'del stepped forward and offered to adopt Kleeona herself.

Issan'del already had a daughter of her own named Sighann, but the two females had been desperately seeking a third to complete them since Issan'del's husband had passed not too long ago.

The years following were tough for both Kleeona and her new family, but with great patience and time Kleeona grew and blossomed into a strong-willed and surprisingly attractive young female.


Lime

Creator:

Name: Ledia Syn'Fen
Nic: Lime
Race: Cilessian
Age: 1,495
Occupation: War Master (oldest)
Weapon: Lime can use a various amount of heavy weapons, sometimes ones that even other Cilessians couldn't lift on their own. But for close quarters combat Lime prefers her Bladed Tongfas (nightsticks). Her two are called The Tao'zien (dow-zee-en). They aren't nearly as large as some of the other weapon's she uses, but the tongfas are about the same length as her forearm. The blades are made of what seems to be a light teal bone like material that gleams like metal. These weapons are very VERY dear to Lime since they were given to her by one of her teachers, Fayed, who had hand made them himself using the bones of creatures known only as the Es'va'en. (huge size demon like beasts). Anyone who dares to use these blades without her permission will and have suffered the consequences.
Personality & Habbits: Lime is a fairly rugged character, not to say she is mean or anything, but she has a distinct air about her that screams 'War Master'. Lime, though, has a very quite and calm personality for the most part, she rarely speaks unless she has something useful or wise to say but her facial expressions usually make Lime look like a hard ass (this is because she is always deep in thought and it tends to give her a very harsh expression). Lime likes to sit back and observe others around her, as well, instead of actually getting cought up in large gatherings and such. When Lime is alone she tends to do a lot of meditating and the like, keeping her mind and body clear and at peace.
But Lime does enjoy indulging in some of the finer pleasures of life *winkwink*; Fine Cilessian Ale's are her favorite and Lime can usually drink any other Cilessian under the table if need be. As for relationships, Lime hasn't had a significant other for a very long long time, but she does enjoy companionship every once in a while ;3 more or less just 'flings' of sorts. Also, Lime is known to have had other Cilessians 'crushing' on her at times throughout her long life, being upwards of celebrity stardom and all. One of which being Pistachio ((c) ~BriiKittee :3
As for in battle, this is the time when Lime truly comes alive. If you were to observe Lime in a fight or in the middle of war, she would look as though she was in a state of pure joy. She finds no greater pleasure then in a good fight, the battlefield being her one true 'home'.
Background: Lime grew up in a family that consisted of war generals and the like, but Lime was the only one that had the ambition to go for the title of War Master. Lime's determination and pride drove her to an early state of maturity and she quickly sprouted up the ranks of her peers. Once Lime had learned all she could from the Cilessians around her, she moved on and ended up traveling other star systems and such. Over her long time training off world Lime had met many teachers and fought in many wars which ultimatly enhanced her knowledge and abilities far passed what anyone could have imagined. Once Lime's thirst for knowledge had been quenched she had returned back to Cilessia Prime bearing the fruits of her travels; much more battle hardend and tough then from her original young brash self. Lime became a wide known ''celebrity" of sorts amongst the other Cilessians and she soon started taking pupils under her wing for training. As years went by she was lucky enough t otake under her wing one of her greatest students, ExOdessa herself. Lime didn't hold anything back from the young empress and soon ExOdessa became one of the great warriors under Lime's tutoring.
In present time Lime is known as the oldest and most respected War Master of the Cilessian race. Though Lime is quite a bit older then a good chunk of the Cilessians around her, she still takes on pupils every once in a while, but not as often as she once had.

As for Lime's missing eye...well...no one really knows what happend to her and why it's missing. Lime never brings it up and no one dares to ask, but there are a few people close to Lime that know the details behind her missing eye - Including ExOdessa.