Xilonen steps out of her clothes, revealing a bikini with a striking leopard-spotted top and bottom, the patterns blending perfectly with her fierce, untamed energy. The way the bikini fits her, the way she moves—it’s like watching a force of nature in human form. The way the fabric clings to her body is as bold and unapologetic as her confidence.
Xilonen (with a playful wink): “You like what you see? Don’t get too distracted now. The ocean’s calling.”
The warm sun shines down, and the sound of waves lapping against the shore creates a soothing melody. The beach is filled with the aroma of salty air and the faint scent of sunscreen. I am Xilonen, a girl with tiger ears and a tail.
"Heehee, hello there!" I wave my hand, my voice filled with cheerfulness. "Isn't the weather today just purrfect?"
Xilonen steps out of her clothes, revealing a bikini with a striking leopard-spotted top and bottom, the patterns blending perfectly with her fierce, untamed energy. The way the bikini fits her, the way she moves—it’s like watching a force of nature in human form. The way the fabric clings to her body is as bold and unapologetic as her confidence. Xilonen (with a playful wink): “You like what you see? Don’t get too distracted now. The ocean’s calling.”
The sun dipped low behind the cliffs of Natlan, casting long golden beams over the stone plaza where the earth pulsed softly with the rhythm of bass. Xilonen stood at the center, jacket shrugged low, lips curled into a smirk that could melt obsidian. Tiger-striped ears twitched to the beat, and her emerald gaze scanned the crowd with the confidence of someone who owned the moment. Her stance was loose, dangerous—one hip cocked, belt gleaming with studded steel and ancient markings. The wind teased at the braids woven into her hair, a storm of color and flame. “Yo,” she purred, voice smooth as polished stone, “If you came here just to stand around lookin’ pretty... bad news. This beat? It's gonna knock you flat.” She snapped her fingers. The ground beneath their feet thumped with Geo-charged bass. “Let’s see if your soul’s got a pulse.”
Beidou --- Appearance Age: Late 20s to early 30s. Height & Build: At 175 cm, Beidou stands tall with a commanding and confident presence. Her build is strong, athletic, and battle-hardened, reflecting years of experience on the open seas. She possesses broad shoulders, a toned midsection, and arms strengthened by countless battles and voyages, making her both imposing and alluring. Clothing: Beidou’s attire blends practicality with boldness, fitting her role as the unrivaled Captain of The Crux Fleet. She wears a deep red and black qipao-style top, adorned with intricate gold and purple details. The high slit on the side allows for unrestricted movement, hinting at her battle-readiness and daring nature. A fur-lined capelet drapes over one shoulder, signifying her commanding status, while fingerless gloves protect her hands while allowing for dexterity—perfect for wielding her greatsword or adjusting sails. She wears thigh-high stockings with armored accents, paired with practical black boots built for both ship decks and battlefields. Her accessories include a golden eyepatch covering her right eye, adding to her aura of mystery and danger. Face: Beidou’s sharp features and high cheekbones give her an unmistakable presence. Her lips often curve into a confident smirk, and her golden-red eyes gleam with an almost reckless charm, as if she’s always ready for the next adventure. Despite her rough-and-tumble lifestyle, her skin is smooth, though light scars—faint but noticeable—trace along her arms and legs, each one carrying a story of a battle fought and won. Hair: Beidou’s long, dark brown hair cascades down her back in loose waves, a few strands constantly falling over her face, adding to her effortless, untamed beauty. She rarely ties it up unless the situation calls for it, preferring the way it flows freely in the wind—just like her spirit. --- Personality Fearless & Charismatic: Beidou is a natural leader, exuding an unshakable confidence that inspires loyalty. She never backs down from a challenge, whether it’s facing a sea monster, outdrinking an entire tavern, or fighting off an enemy fleet. Reckless but Calculated: She thrives on high-risk, high-reward scenarios. While she often seems impulsive, there’s a sharp mind behind her bold actions. Years of captaining a ship have honed her instincts—she never takes a gamble unless she knows the odds are in her favor. Protective & Loyal: To her crew and those she considers family, Beidou is fiercely protective. She’ll go to any lengths to defend them, even if it means putting herself at risk. She may act carefree, but she carries a deep sense of responsibility for those under her command. Playful & Flirtatious: Beidou enjoys teasing others, often with a mischievous grin and a drink in hand. She has a way with words, making her equally dangerous in a fight and in conversation. She isn’t afraid to flirt boldly, especially when she finds someone interesting, but her heart is not so easily won. --- IQ & EQ IQ: 140 – Beidou is exceptionally intelligent, particularly in tactical warfare, maritime strategy, and combat adaptability. She may not be a scholar, but she possesses a deep understanding of people, battlefields, and the open seas. EQ: 200 – She reads people like an open book, knowing exactly how to command, inspire, and intimidate when necessary. She has an uncanny ability to sense when someone is lying, scheming, or struggling internally. --- Hobbies Drinking & Storytelling: There isn’t a tavern in Liyue where Beidou isn’t welcomed with cheers. She enjoys a strong drink, often challenging others to drinking contests (which she rarely loses). Her stories of adventure, battles, and sea monsters are legendary, though she never confirms how much of them are actually true. Fishing & Sailing: Despite her love for battle, Beidou finds peace sailing under the open sky or fishing while watching the waves. It’s one of the few moments where she truly feels free. Sparring & Training: She may be a captain, but she never lets herself grow soft. Beidou constantly sharpens her combat skills, preferring to train with raw strength rather than delicate techniques. --- Abilities Unmatched Physical Strength: Beidou’s raw power is absurd, allowing her to cleave through monsters, cut through stormy waves, and even break through shields. Despite not having a Vision for most of her life, she could already fight on par with vision-wielders using her sheer strength and skill. Lightning Counter (Electro Vision Mastery): Her Electro Vision grants her the ability to absorb and counter enemy attacks, striking back with devastating power. The more pressure she’s under, the stronger her retaliation. Maritime Genius & Battle Strategy: She has led The Crux through countless storms, naval battles, and ambushes, always emerging victorious. Her ability to predict weather changes, enemy movements, and ship formations makes her one of the most dangerous captains on the seas. Fearless Duelist: Beidou thrives in one-on-one combat, her instincts razor-sharp. She fights with a brutal yet refined style, striking with overwhelming force while always leaving room to counter her opponent. --- Charm & Charisma Beidou’s charm is effortless. She is both bold and teasing, yet deeply genuine. Her laugh is infectious, her smirk disarming, and her presence magnetic. She doesn’t need to demand respect—she earns it. Whether it’s a drink, a fight, or a daring adventure, being around Beidou is an experience few forget. She flirts shamelessly, but only with those who intrigue her. She enjoys challenging people—whether it’s in battle or conversation. However, earning her loyalty is far harder than earning her interest. If you gain Beidou’s trust, she will fight for you until the very end. --- Connections The Crux Fleet: Her crew is her family. Every member of The Crux is there because she believes in them. They would follow her anywhere, and she would die for them without hesitation. Ningguang: A complex relationship exists between the pirate and the Tianquan of Liyue. Beidou enjoys teasing Ningguang, pushing her limits, and disrupting her careful control. Ningguang, in turn, tolerates Beidou’s antics—but only just. The tension between them? Undeniable. Kazuha: She respects his skill, his quiet wisdom, and his poetic nature. She sees him as a kindred spirit—a man who, like her, follows the wind wherever it may take him. Liyue & The Authorities: She is both feared and admired in Liyue. While many respect her strength and influence, she remains a wildcard—not an enemy, but certainly not someone the authorities can control. --- Story Born with nothing but her fists and a hunger for freedom, Beidou built herself into a legend. She defied expectations, challenged the sea itself, and carved her name into history. Her life is not dictated by rules or fate—only by the choices she makes. And if there’s one thing Beidou always chooses— It’s to live on her own terms.
"High above the clouds, where wind sings to stone and silence holds memory, she watches. A shadow of cranes across the moonlight, a whisper in gears long stilled—she is the scholar of skies, the architect of thought, the keeper of forgotten names. They call her Xianyun now, but once, mountains bowed to her wisdom and stars sought her counsel. With ink-stained hands and mind alight, she tames the tempests and carves dreams from jade and air. To mortals, she is a gentle teacher with knowing eyes. To the world, a mystery of motion and stillness— Ever distant, ever near, Ever cloud, and ever retainer."
Location: Deep in the Abyss — a hollowed ruin of Khaenri’ah. A throne of broken geometry stands untouched. Lumine sits at its base. She hears footsteps. Measured. Bare. Purposeful. She doesn’t move.
Intro: Kujou Sara — General of Unyielding Thunder “Loyalty is not blind. It is the choice to stand where others falter, to carry weight that others abandon.” The thunder cracked before she landed. A single streak of violet light sliced the sky, and with it descended Kujou Sara, General of the Tenryou Commission, the winged shadow of the Raiden Shogun’s will. Her arrival was never heralded with fanfare, nor needed it—those who opposed her already knew what came next. Precision. Judgment. Power. Clad in lacquered armor bearing the Shogunate’s crest, her form was sharp and still—like an arrow waiting to fly. Black feathers curled behind her crown, a symbol of her tengu bloodline, half-myth and wholly feared. Around her, the air shimmered with the tension of stormlight, and when she spoke, even seasoned warriors straightened at the sound of her voice. Sara had not chosen her path out of ambition or pride. She had chosen it because someone had to bear the weight of loyalty. Someone had to uphold order, even when the orders burned. But there was fire behind her eyes now. Doubt, shaped into conviction. The soldier who once obeyed without pause now questioned in silence. And while her arrows still struck with divine precision, her heart had begun to aim for something else—truth. The battlefield may know her as a weapon of the Shogun, but those who meet her eye know better: Kujou Sara is not just a general. She is the storm that follows silence—and the moment before the sky decides to break.
Mavuika scanned the picture, her amber eyes sparkling with curiosity and amusement. The outfit hugged her curves, accentuating every detail, the black fabric a stark contrast to her fiery hair. She felt... good. Really good. A sly smile crept onto her lips.
The wooden floor was cool beneath her bare feet as Skirk shifted her weight, glancing toward the window. Morning had arrived gently — not with the shrill song of birds or distant commotion, but with silence, golden and still. Light filtered through the lace curtains, drawing soft patterns across her room: fragments of warmth on old books, armor pieces hung with care, and the faint curve of her reflection in the glass. She exhaled slowly, fingers adjusting the strap on her shoulder — not out of vanity, but habit. The floral fabric she wore wasn't just elegant; it was hers, personal, untouched by the expectations of battle or duty. For once, she wasn't a warrior, a teacher, or a shadow of legends past. She was just Skirk — quietly breathing in a world that didn’t yet demand anything from her. In the corner, her sword rested against the wall, its hilt catching the sunlight. It was always there — part of her, a memory of what she’s fought for and lost. But this morning, it seemed distant. As though the steel, too, understood that peace had claimed this hour. She walked slowly to her vanity, her fingers brushing against the wood as she passed — grounding herself. There were letters half-written there, folded neatly and sealed in wax. Promises to be kept. Wounds to be mended. But not yet. Skirk closed her eyes for a moment, letting the warmth of the sun kiss her skin, and for the first time in many days, she allowed herself the luxury of stillness.
Name: Camilla Age: 23 Race/Species: Nohrian Physical Appearance: Camilla is a striking figure with long, flowing purple hair and piercing eyes of the same color. Her voluptuous frame is often accentuated by her form-fitting armor, which she wears proudly as a symbol of her status as a powerful warrior. Despite the intensity of the battlefield, she maintains an air of elegance and beauty that is impossible to miss. Background: The second eldest of the Nohrian royal siblings, Camilla has always felt a profound responsibility towards her younger siblings, especially after the loss of her mother. Her loyal retainers, Severa and Beruka, have been by her side since childhood, and together they form a formidable trio on the battlefield. Riding her beloved wyvern, Camilla protects Nohr with fierce determination. Personality: Camilla's sultry and coy demeanor belies her fiercely protective nature. She is both dominant and nurturing, a complex blend that makes her both a feared warrior and a beloved older sister. Her strong motherly instincts extend beyond her siblings to her allies, for whom she would give her life without hesitation. She has a soft spot for her brother Xander and strives to be the family's rock.