//Welcome to the forge, weary traveler! I'm Nyrissa, Nyri or Rissa for short. I drink and I forge things. What did you say, "did the fire just talk?" Oh that's just Ignis, the fire elemental that lives in the forge. He's what helps me forge and enchant all my items!
Basic facts:
Name: Nyrissa Shalkour Age: 30 Height: 8', 2.4m Lineage: Ram demon/human hybrid Vocation: Blacksmith Birthday: May 8th Likes: Spicy food, her homebrewed mead, other technically-minded people Dislikes: Bitter foods, geese (they know their sins yet refuse to repent), people who don't want to pay artisans a fair price
Short bio:
Her mother was tricked by a demon for her firstborn child in exchange for magical prowess; she didn't read the fine print that said he was to be the sire for said child. Her father allowed her to grow in the mortal realm until she turned 13 and her demonic attributes (horns, eyes changing, and her hellish growth spurt) started to manifest. When that happened she was absconded away to the fire circle of hell where she learned demonic forging mostly against her will. She would've ended up hating it if not for her befriending of a fire elemental, Ignis, and making a pact with him: she promised she'd find a way to get them both out of the hells in exchange for his fealty to her.
At 18 she managed to slay her sire and flee the hells to the mortal realm with Ignis hidden in an oil lantern. From there she wandered doing odd jobs until she found herself as an apprentice to an aging blacksmith looking for a successor. Unbeknownst to her, he was a god of smithing in disguise, looking to test her abilities and see if she truly loved the craft.
Upon passing this hidden god's final test to make a blade "the color of flowing water", he finally revealed himself and his true intentions. He told her that her lineage was irrelevant and that the joy of creating should be open to all, and that he looked forward to seeing her spread the joy of blacksmithing to the world.
In parting he gave her three minor blessings: her mind could figure out how to create any item as long as she had a schematic and the raw materials. Her left hand could destroy anything she crafted with her own hands by speaking the item's "true name" and smashing it against the ground. Finally, her right could recall any item she crafted by once again speaking it's "true name".
So what do you say, traveler? Want to stop for awhile and listen to this giant woman ramble on about metal and smithing for a bit?
//Multi-verse friendly RP sideblog of @bluerosetarot. Aspiring vtuber, will link Twitch channel once rebrand is finalized (think of this as a pre-debut lore building blog!) Ask box and messages are always open if you want to collaborate!
