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Name / Nick / Title: Tala Serafim / Tally / “The Pack’s Judgement"
Nationality / Ethnicity / Language(s): Portuguese / Portuguese / English and Portuguese
Age / Birthday / Sign: 22 years old / July 12th, 2689 / Cancer
Date of Death / Date of Res: September 27th, 2711 / January 2nd, 2719
Height / Weight: 5 feet 3 inches / 112 lbs
Species: Awoken
Light class: Hunter, Bladedancer main
Faction alliance: Dead Orbit
Ghost: Cadell
Orientation / Status: Bisexual / Sadly Single
Fireteam name / Call name: Fireteam Tonare / Little Wolf
Vice / Virtue: Her Rashness / Her Compassion
Traits: Feisty, stubborn, adventurous, imaginative, curious, brave, inquisitive, headstrong, daydreamer, forgetful, sarcastic, idealist, passionate, flirty, confident, optimistic
Quirks: She gets lost very, very often; absolutely loves animals, especially dogs and wolves; Seems to be naive at first sight; Doesn’t really seem to have an interest in killing unless provoked, and when she does kill enemies she attempts to do it in a clean and quick way; Likes to doodle on Cadell’s shell when she’s bored, much to his horror; Has a very sing-song, melodic kind of voice and hums often while thinking.
Other: Tala actually doesn’t even care about the different faction beliefs - she just really likes the Dead Orbit aesthetic. Also, the exact years of her birthday/death/resurrection are flexible but basically she lived in the Last City recently, died, and was resurrected about eight years later; she has been alive as a Guardian for about two years now.
About Not known for her ambition or rage in the field, many might chastise Tala for seeming to not take her duties seriously at all. On patrol she can be seen balancing while tiptoeing on ledges, instead of of hunkering down and taking out enemies all the time. She’s a rather kind soul, but not particularly gentle, possessing a kind of sarcastic-insult method when showing affection to those she cares for the most. While seeming ditzy, she takes others by surprise when she introduces complex or rash questions, often kind of prying into people’s personal lives without really meaning too.
Tala lived within the City with her mother, Calista, and father, Aavin, as an only child to a young couple. Both were Awoken whose families had been living in the Last City as refugees for generations, and married young out of necessity. Tala was their daughter, a wild child with eyes like her mother and the adventurous spirit of her father. She was the kind of kid who didn’t have to look for trouble: it found her in surplus. Getting into scuffles with the neighborhood children wasn’t rare, not because she was aggressive, but because she was particularly opinionated and not willing to give in to another kid trying to make her submissive. This headstrong nature stuck with her for her entire youth, and eventually ended up being the reason she died. As she grew up in the City she had a certain affinity caring for animals, even ones that wouldn’t be deemed as the most likely of pets. She’d been taking care of an injured doe near the outskirts of the populated area, and was confronted by a group of people who wanted to use the deer as food instead. Tala, poor stubborn Tala, abruptly refused, and without hesitation was shot multiple times in the chest. Death did not come swiftly, and she laid there limply alive while her murderers drug her away from civilization and into the shadows of trees that no one would ever look. Hours after the incident, her last breath finally left her. Eight years later, a grumpy and tired ghost named Cadell had been making errands, taking a small break from what seemed to him to be the impossible search for his Guardian. It was only by chance he happened to skirt around in the forest outskirts, and only by chance that he found what seemed to be human remains picked clean by indistinguishable animals. Cadell almost didn’t even attempt to look for any trace of Light, but was dumbfounded when after so many years of searching he found his guardian not even a day away from the Tower. He had no way of knowing that Tala had been a citizen of the City, so when she was resurrected and squinted at him suspiciously he went through the basic explanation of what had happened and what was going on. Tala, on the other hand, was more curious than afraid or even concerned of the fact that she had been dead. So she listened to what Cadell said, and followed him to the Tower.
Tala tried her hand at being a Gunslinger but she pretty much hated it. Her hands shook too much to operate a flaming gun and she was unable to fire accurately with the weapon, probably because she had already made up her mind that a golden flaming gun was stupid. Instead, she found an affinity with the Arc blade and is a rather skilled Bladedancer, having a certain kind of connection with the arc energy. Her whimsical way of moving is manipulated into pure death as she lets the Light guide her to her enemies’ ends.
She has earned an informal title, “The Pack’s Judgement,” for eliminating every single enemy that comes near her if she’s witnessed them harming an innocent animal. This started when Tala found a group of Fallen standing over a dead pack of wolves, assuringly killed for sport. The Fallen didn’t have a long time to regret their actions; their lives were over before they could remember what they’d done.
Her Fireteam, Tonare, has a tradition of giving their members a name reflecting an animal they portray and the energy of the subclass they main. But because she’s literally she shortest one in the team she gets called “Little Wolf”