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Crywyn the Half Elf by Chroias Crywyn the Half Elf by Chroias
Name: Crywyn (Siy-wren)
Age: 22
Race: Half elf
Skin: Hazelnut brown
Hair: Coffee bean brown with amber highlights
Eyes: Greenish gold
Height: 6’2
Weight: 126

Bio: Born of the union between an elf and a human, Crywyn’s life has been in turmoil from birth. Her own grandfather tried to drown her as a newborn, infuriated by the thought of his pure Elvin blood line being tainted by human seed. Her mother arrived just in time to save her child, but was badly wounded in the fight. As a desperate last attempt, she used her powerful magic to open a gateway between dimensions. However due to her sever injury, the gateway was unstable. It opened in Felarya, dumping child and dying mother into the dense jungles. They were rescued by a group of adventurers and brought back to the small village. Crywyn has grown up knowing the world of Felarya as home, and intimately acquainted with it’s dangers and troubles.

But fate was not to be so kind to her mother, Illiana. Around their seventh year in this strange world, there struck a great famine, weakening everyone. One night, in the coldest part of winter, there was an attack on the village. Crywyn awoke to watch her mother being swallowed alive by a beautiful blond snake woman with turquoise eyes and turquoise scales. The screams of Illiana as she was devoured have stayed with her daughter for many years, and even as her friends and fellows were eaten around her, all Crywyn could see was her mother, sliding into a naga’s belly.

After her home was destroyed, the little half elf child had to make it on her own. The native Felarya environment made her grow tall and healthy, though being from a different dimension she was not as big as the native inhabitants. And surviving on her own in such a wild and deadly jungle made her clever. She has survived countless encounters with the fairies and other voracious predators, becoming something of a local hero. She is frequently called upon by villagers hoping to rid themselves of these dangerous predators.

It wasn’t until her 20th birthday that Crywyn was hired by a village with a rather unusual request. They wanted her, not to kill, but to gain the aid of a certain naga woman. The village was a war with another, and saw the voracious appetite and terror of having a snake lady on their side as an advantage. At first, the half elf was unwilling to take up the task, but when she heard a description of the woman, a beautiful naga lady with turquoise eyes and tail to match, she agreed. Perhaps she couldn’t kill her mothers captor, but perhaps she could exact her revenge a different way.

Crywyn searched quietly until she discovered Crisis, the blond naga was sunning herself on a bed of moss and sighing peacefully, her belly flat and beginning to growl. Crywyn smiled and took from her pack a collection of herbs and veggies she’d selected on the way. Crywyn stripped down naked and mixed the ingredients into a slave, spreading the stuff all over her exposed body. She then hid her belongings and tied herself up with some rope. Leaving just enough slack to escape if nessicary. Once she looked forlorn and helpless, Crywyn began screaming her head off.

Crisis woke up with her stomach growling and the sound of prey nearby. When she saw the tender looking little morsel, all trussed up and ready to be devoured, she only took long enough to toss Crywyn inside her mouth. In one gulp Crisis swallowed the pretty young woman and smacked her lips contentedly.

The only problem with swallowing your prey whole, you really don’t get a chance to taste what’s going down. The moment Crywyn hit the throat she began to wriggle around spreading her herbal paste all over the lovely turquoise naga’s throat.

Crisis stopped and began to itch her neck. That meal was beginning to feel a little funny. Then it began to burn. Suddenly Crisis felt her throat was on fire! She began to cough and gag, clawing at her delicate white flesh desperately. The paste Crywyn had created was not poisonous. It was hot! Chili powers and peppers, saffron and curry, all mixed together and spread over the naga’s soft throat.

Crisis retched and out slide Crywyn, falling naked and slippery onto the ground. Her skin burned a little from having absorbed the mixture, but no worse for wear. She took her time to wipe off the burning salve, waiting as Crisis writhed in the dirt with her hands on her burning neck. She picked up a small pod and squeezed out the juice into a huge loaf of bread. “Now then little miss swallows everything in sight.” Crywyn said and strode forward, holding out the bread. “If you promise not to eat me and listen to what I have to say, I’ll give you this.” She held out the juice soaked loaf, the cool refreshing liquid dripping from her hands.

The naga lady hesitated, but only for a moment. She nodded quickly and Crywyn bravely stepped up inside of Crisis’s mouth, climbing down into her throat and sponging up the burning salve. The juices from the fruit left behind a refreshing cool feeling and Crisis sighed in contentment, keeping her promise and allowing the girl to crawl back up.

Crywyn struck a deal for the village. If Crisis would lend her support in the town, whenever she got hungry the chieftain would supply her with criminals sentenced to death to sate her appetite. Crisis agreed, intrigued by both the clever young woman and the prospect of a meal when hunting was poor.

It took time, but over many months Crywyn has learned to forgive Crisis for her mothers death. After all that was a very long time ago and Crisis does need to eat damn it. They have become fast friends and, when the situation demands a more familiar touch, Crywyn has asked Crisis to negotiate in her stead as the naga woman is much less likely to be devoured than she is.

Personality: Life has made her hearty, but all in all Crywyn is a nice girl. She is clever and forthright, capable of confusing people and tricking them into doing just what she wants. As a mercenary, her tactics change depending on who she’s dealing with. Such as with Crisis, if she’d taken some more time, Crywyn probably could have talked the naga into helping. The whole chili pepper trick was done out of vengeance for her mother getting eaten. She can drink most men under the table, and curses like a sailor when provoked. She can also be sweet and generous, and often likes to play with children in the villages she comes through. Crywyn is quite intelligent, she loves history books and philosophy. She adores debating vore morality with Crisis and can catch the naga in a paradox, often leaving the poor blond a little confused and unable to eat a human for a few weeks. This does, as always, eventually pass and Crisis goes right back to gulping her favorite treats. Out of sympathy, she does try not to eat in front of her friend.

Being a merc isn’t easy, and it’s given Crywyn a quick temper. Compared to her mother, who was a delicate, frail creature who’s only strength was magic, Crywyn can and has killed in cold blood. She has killed for money, killed in self defense, and killed for her honor. Because of this, she isn’t well trusted among humans. Even though they are usually who she’s sent to kill, naga, fairies, dryads and the other human eating beasts are more accepting of her than those who she shares a more direct blood line. And ever since her friendship with Crisis, Crywyn has gained a better understand of them. With a heavy payroll backed up behind her, she intends to retire at 30 and enjoy some peace and quiet in the feral jungles of Felarya.
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blue-chillout Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2008
Hi. I like that, how did you do the brown lines around the sking? They look cool ^^
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Chroias Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2008
I messed around on Photoshop.
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blue-chillout Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2008
Ahhh... all right :D I thought maybe it was some special amazing pen which I haven't yet had in my little hands. OK. I think I even know what you did to get that, or how to do something similar. Thank you for the info :heart:
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XLRP Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2007
I like this little profile. Pluse the personal back story of how she became friends with Crisis is a cute story. Keep on doing what you do.
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Chroias Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2007
I fully intend to!
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XLRP Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2007
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Karbo Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2007  Professional Digital Artist
Wow excellent story ! :clap:
Your character has a solid background and a nice and interesting personnality.
I loved her interraction with Crisis. It's quite amazing how you got here right here :D
She would sure fit well in Felarya I think =p
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Chroias Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2007
EHHHHHHHHH! *claps and cheers* I got really involved with her story line. At first i was going to make her this sweet little princess who's brother got eaten by Crisis, but I am so much better at plots when it comes to a stronger, more independant women. I'm so glad you liked it! Wait till you see the full body I'm about to post!
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