"be built to face the gods,
then take them down..."
Tank Lite; built packed with muscle that contradicts the casual flamboyance with which she showcases. Thick, short wavy fur at her nape and hackles lends a disheveled look, though all is kept well-groomed. Most of her features resemble a rather intimidating, blockish look, such as her core, her maw, and neck.
Despite this, Rhea carries herself with confidence, with a sort of fluidity and grace you wouldn’t exactly call... honorable. Dark golden eyes tease, fangs poke in a smirk, a sneer. Tail flickers both to mock and to lure. This is a beast whose looks could kill, yet you’d welcome it.
— Code by Aso
— Art by paradox, dayne
Personality
— Code by Aso
— Art by nomen, infinitystripes
"THREAD THE STRINGS UNTIL YOU CAN PULL ON THEM ALL"
Proud to a fault, ambitious at her own risk. A charismatic, arguably cruel leader whose past triumphs and legendary feats fuels her desire for more, more more. She greets danger and challenges with vigor, addicted to the thrill and ravenous to prove herself. Rhea resorts to no one method to reach her end goal, and adapts her strategies for each unique set of obstacles. A charmer comfortable donning many masks that best suit her needs.
All this strength, ambition, and adaptability aside, this beast is heavy with flaws, almost all of which she willfully ignores. Her fuse and temper are a gamble, and once wronged, forgiveness is never an option. Tunnel vision becomes her guide in fits of fury, occasionally leading to innocent casualties.
History
"WHEN THE CROWN WEIGHS HEAVY,
FASHION A NEW ONE"
Borne to misfortune, nothingness, and humiliation, Rhea rose from degraded beginnings with the fervor of a wildfire. What started as a meager assortment of misfits exploded into a terrifying empire of pirates, their tentacles reaching across their continent, facing little losses in their trades, conquests, or expansions of influence. This success corrupted the inner circles, power grabs condemning their future. This mighty Icarus of an empire flew high, singeing its wings until Rhea was left with little more than a hodge podge group of loyalists... only to vanish from her world and end up on the shores of a new one...
Rhea awoke on the black sand shores of the Temperate region, but did not see loss in this mystery. She merely saw opportunity, and is quickly setting about discovering and laying claim to this territory, dubbing it Maelstrom Bay: the perfect home base for a new empire...