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.:Name:. Morial Kom Azgeda
.:Nick Name:. None
.:Affiliation:.   Azgeda, Ice Nation
.:Age:.   Twenty-Six



.:Physical Appearance:.  Morial's hair is long and black and always kept down, but out of her face in a collection of braids. She has dark skin and features that are heavily weighted with Native American features. Her neck is adored in two long symmetrical scars that curl into a crescent shape and her deep brown eyes are always enhanced with dark clay war paint. She is tall with an athletic build, but her figure is slim under the thick armor and clothing she wears to protect herself against the harsh elements. She will often wear armor under clothing even when she is not fighting, mainly due to her paranoid nature. Her dark lips are thin with a defined cupids bow and her nose is slight and upturned with a small bump where it was once broken.
.:Height:.  5'9"
.:Portrayed by:. Jessica Matten



.:Personality:. Morial is cold and abrasive around people that she does not know. For many years her people have been at war with every other nation inside the alliance, and she has fought valiantly beside many fallen men and women. It has left a mark on her and unlike blood, that mark will never wash away. With her people though, she is kind and affectionate. She only wants what is best for them and if that means she needs to fight for it she will, but if they need a gentle approach she is capable of that as well. It's much harder for her to be kind to people who are not her own though, due to the years of war. She's been trained to kill, not ask questions. An alliance may soothe political standpoints but Morial will forever be on the defensive.

.:Special Skills:. Morial is a fighter who is skilled in many fields of combat, but her strength with a bow is impressive by anyone's standards. Her keen ability to predict enemy movements makes her an especially good marksman from behind the front lines. She specializes in combat against humans, rather than hunting though. War torn fighters are easier to predict than fleeing animals. 



.:Birthplace:. Azgeda Territory
.:Family:. Morial is the fourth child of a huntress and a warrior. Her three brothers are also fighters, though her father was slain in a battle against Trigeda. Her mother is still a hunter though and they have a close relationship. When not at war, Morial assists her mother with skinning and preparing meats for her village. She has two sons named Grey and Cael with a warrior who she never married. They are still very young but will train one day to be warriors themselves.

.:Occupation:. Warrior
.:History:.  When Morial was born, she was always fighting for attention. Her brothers were older, stronger and good at getting their way when it came to their father. When Morial was old enough to hold up a sword she was fighting more with her steel than her words, and soon she became as good if not better than her older siblings. She was desperate for her parents approval and when she received it, it was a high that she never wanted to lose. She's always put her family and her people first in every battle. Her people are her strength. When war broke out among the clans she fought viciously and killed hundreds of their enemies. Children and seasoned warriors died at the end of her blade or the head of her arrow, but they were all the same to her. Threats to those she loved. She understood fighting... she'd been doing it all her life. Somewhere among the violence, she was blessed with two sons. Grey and Cael. Their father was a warrior like her just as their sons would one day be.

The life of a passive was simply not one for her. She returned to her village and waited without patience for her Queen to strike down the commander and to allow them to fight once again. When Skaikru fell, she was prepared to fight them as well. All this time, Morial has been waiting and stewing; waiting for the next fight and raising her sons. Now that their queen has been struck down, she stands behind their once banished King. Her mother is unlike her children and does not have the thirst for conflict that they share. Instead, she has been trying to calm her children and teach them to live without waiting for the next fight. It hasn't been successful, but out of respect Morial has worked with her mother without complaint while her brothers have learned to hunt. Silently, she waits for the day when they will fight Skaikru... it will happen.


.:Name or Online Alias:. Amber
.:How Did You Find Us:. I had a dream about this place. In my dream I saw a vision. It was beautiful; iridescent with abs of steel, dark curly locks, tanned skin and a blinding smile. Wait what was the question again? I don't remember I was making a joke about Euphoria luring me here and I forgot my point.