Peace

Cis woman
(Any pronouns)
Lesbian

Nettle's rejected niece

Her name is a mockery, a jest at what she could be, but isn't. Her rage is palpable enough to radiate off of her like body heat, a scowl permanently etched into her marred face. It's not enough. It'll never be enough.

Her scaleless skin is loose and wrinkly, a map of folds and creases disturbed only by green oozing scars of disease that encompass her hide. A gift from her ancestors, born anew.

A former mercenary of a sour & aloof disposition descended from pirates, Peace hates her name but is too jaded to change it to something she'd prefer. She presently is recovering from a near death experience, after she attacked Nettle for declining to pay her a promised sum of treasure for numerous raids under former general Nicodemus on surrounding territories. She was brutally mauled by Hubris & Despair (her brainwashed cousins) & forced to retreat while under heavy blood loss, eventually passing out in the catacombs. Luckily (or not) for her, Chel & Mochlic (her aunt) found her & are nursing her back to health with the ulterior motives of recruiting her, which wouldn't be difficult considering her current feelings towards Nettle at the moment. Having lost her left eye, her left forearm, & her tail, she's furious to say the least, & is having to learn how to use a prosthetic limb, not having the funds for an enchanted prosthetic eye quite yet.