AVATAR CREDITS: Ark on Dawn
Name
Metis Vasiliás
Metis Vasiliás
Height
Average (30)
Average (30)
Fur Color
White and gold
White and gold
Sex & Gender
Female — Cis Woman
Female — Cis Woman
Weight
Extra Light (55)
Extra Light (55)
Eyes
Green
Green
Age
5 years (2019-03-05)
5 years (2019-03-05)
Build
Athletic
Athletic
Species
Iberian Wolf x Mexican Wolf
Iberian Wolf x Mexican Wolf
Appearance
"THE WOMAN KING"
Average, almost unassuming in a way.She doesn’t look like much, your eyes would skip over her in a crowd. A waif of a thing, silky fur lining her delicate cheeks, a completely white face devoid of color save for her dark nose. She is a creature built to look like nothing, slip through a grip like water. Thin legs, small round paws, black tipped ears. Shes unassuming in the best of ways, nothing much to look at, and she knows it. Her coat’s base is one of a soft, gentle gold, split by a shade of charcoal, then swept over by white on her head, chest, underbelly, and all four legs.
Perhaps her most eye-catching feature is sharp, leaf green eyes, like a spring day. Her eyes hold your attention, pin you beneath them like a bug to a corkboard. It is maybe her eyes that give you the only glimpse of what she actually is.
A king, who won her title via teeth tearing through sinew.
![[Image: image0.png]](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/380548032648708097/834587655538343996/image0.png)
— Code by Aso, tiny fullbody by purrfectpal on DA
Personality
"IM HEADING STRAIGHT FOR THE CASTLE"
Metis conceals much behind her sharp green gaze.A born planner, Metis learned early on that she must be shrewd if she was to play games of chess with the lives of those beneath her command. Time has tempered her nature, death has sanded it to fine glass and then smashed it with a hammer. Bleeding out does that to a person, rebuilds them again and again while limbo sorts itself out. Before, she was a very small thing, personality placed into a corner while the rest of her focused on fear and paranoia. She likens herself to a mouse, that before, and she doesn’t wish to be compared to the rodent any longer.
In truth, death expanded her mind. No longer is she paranoid. Those who knew the old Metis would surely not recognize her now if it wasn’t for her distinctiveness. The mouse has become an elephant, the lamb a lion. Taciturn, quick minded, Metis has taken her tactician’s training and twisted it to encompass her own rule. Beneath an iron fist, she stood at the side of a king for his lessons, and only now has she finally decided to use that knowledge. Metis is shrewd, she’s always been, but now more so. She has charisma, not that she knows how to use it well, but it’s enough. She can be bold, she can be smooth, she is adaptable to most conversations. You have a lot of time to think when you’re dead, and Metis is good at what she does.
Thinking gets her everywhere. She plans everything she does down to a science, and knowledge is the fastest way to catch her interest. She’s not afraid, not anymore, and despite hints of her old anxiety lingering, she’s fairly strong minded, and stubborn as the day is long. And, above all else, she has taken her tendency to hide, and turned it to her advantage.
She’s the king now, and she won’t be giving up her title.
![[Image: image0.png]](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/380548032648708097/834587929543704636/image0.png)
— Code by Aso, manip by Minxy
History
"THEYVE GOT THE KINGDOM LOCKED UP"
Her life was something you could call unfortunate.Her mother and father were unknowns to her. Instead, she was taken in as a servant for the king when she was weaned. The king, Nero, was young, and arrogant. When his parents died a small amount of time later, nobody could curb his attitude. Especially not her. While she was not treated horribly, she was not treated with kindness. Every infraction was met with teeth, the other servants didnt dare comfort the sniffling girl. And when Nero’s taste became that of wartime destruction, Metis was unfortunate enough to be declared his tactician. She was still so young, not even a year, and she was playing chess with lives.
Nero’s appetite for war was crushed, however, by rebellion from within. Metis fled a battlefield, and hoped she’d never see the king ever again. Her wandering took her to a new land, through stone and bush, paws guiding her into the path of the Dominion Regalia, which she helped to found. Her job was to be a messenger, a Çeaus. Diplomacy wasnt something she was very good at, but she tried. It didn’t take her long at all to find trouble, in the returning form of the king himself. Nero goaded her into a fight, a fight she somehow managed to win, blood smeared on her muzzle, breathing harsh and heavy, but feeling like she was living for the first time in a very long time.
She branded herself Vasiliás. King. That is what she was, who she was, the title she’d taken from Nero’s snarling corpse, and she didn’t intend to give it back over. The Woman King was proud of her title, and proud of herself for sticking it to Nero. She planned to show her father figure, one Damascus Crane, that she’d done it.
She arrived too late for that. Damascus was dead.
Bewildered and lost, Metis fled the Dominion.
Admittedly her memory of the next few months is shaky at best. Her paranoia broke her, her anxiety smothered her. She remembers a woman, Elijah, her best friend, her first supporter, her knight. She remembers a man, Clement, father to the children she’d had. She remembers a pack, a kingdom, but the name eludes her. She remembers most, though, when she died. Painted with the dawn, her children somewhere, looking up at the woman she swore she loved, and whispering a final, tragic confession, before blood loss took her.
Limbo was quite the place to think. She was dead, she was living, she was both and somehow neither. It afforded her time, a whole year of it, to grow stronger of will, of personality.
And when she touched grass again, she had changed.
— Code by Aso
Relationships
ChildrenFour, she named two. She doesn’t claim them
Recent Location
Metis has most recently been in Temperate, Highvalley Hollow.
Recent Threads
04-21-2021 Waves of memory in Temperate
05-15-2021 They call me f@$%ing heinous in Highvalley Hollow
Skills
Achievements
Art Gallery
Fun Facts
Known Languages
— English
— Greek
— English
— Greek
Scent
petrichor and mint
petrichor and mint
Voices
Child Young Helga, Hey Arnold
Teen Edelgard, Fire Emblem Three Houses
Adult Aloy, Horizon Zero Dawn Current
Child Young Helga, Hey Arnold
Teen Edelgard, Fire Emblem Three Houses
Adult Aloy, Horizon Zero Dawn Current
Extra
— venison is her favorite food
— she is a good thinker, so she enjoys even the most basic of puzzles
— the mint in her scent has a crisper edge that may remind some of iron
— venison is her favorite food
— she is a good thinker, so she enjoys even the most basic of puzzles
— the mint in her scent has a crisper edge that may remind some of iron
