Lanayru Kisaragi
POSTED ON Feb 14, 2024 20:11:07 GMT
Post by lanayru on Feb 14, 2024 20:11:07 GMT
Full Name: Lanayru Kisaragi
Alias:
Age: 24
Birthday: Spring
Race: Hylian
Occupation: Aristocrat
Pronouns: She\Her
School of Magic: Demise
Beast Form: Black Panther
Lanayru was only 13 when the tragedy struck.
All alone, she rounded the corner on her way home from school. Her brother had stayed home that day after having fallen ill. Her parents were also home with the baby. Ah, the blessings of family leave.
The last hints of a bonfire lay thick in the air. She watched the last of the rising smoke fill the air before her curious eyes trailed down to the location of—
Her house.
Her big, marvelous house, with the funny staircase and the copious amounts of books, the kitchen with the high ceilings and the absurd wine cellar...
It was all ash at her feet.
The authorities ruled it an accident. But Lanayru knew better.
She clasped the bokoblin stuffie to her chest. The only thing left unscathed by the flames. A gift from her family, all whom perished...
She hopped around from home to home for a while. Close friends and colleagues of her parents took her in from time to time, but when she came to know too much, it was time for her to move on...
Until she was finally placed with her Uncle Falo.
The leader of a failing theater troupe, Falo used many comically maniacal ways to attempt to get Lanayru to sign away her inheritance. Even going so far as to perform a "mock wedding" (it was real) for a "moving scene" (he was related through marriage, thus it would have been legal...).
It all came to an end when he made an attempt on her life.
The state finally granted her emancipation and she was left to her own devices. It was long, arduous, dramatic, and through it all, they discovered the culprit of the housefire...
Falo.
Falo wrongfully assumed the whole family was home that day. With the whole of the family gone, he would have been next in line for the inheritance.
Hundreds of thousands of rupees. All his. The temptation was far too great for a feeble-minded, twisted little troupe leader...
Lanayru now lives her days alone in Castle Town, frequenting the library to study and keep up to date on current events. She had picked up on her grandmother's hobby of knitting over the years, and her dark, elegant house is now littered with absurdly adorable plushes of various monsters and creatures, all in vastly different sizes and shapes. She is quite talented in the Demise school of magic, and with some more practice, could be a stellar mage. She puppeteers her Bokoblin with a masterful flourish, her Bokoblin almost seemingly given life by her magic...