Sumati Urd

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Name: Sumati Urd
Age: 20
Race: Human
Class: Fighter
Fighting Style: Comes in close and smashes in with powerful attacks.
Army: Mercenary
Affinity: Space :: The user is immune to distortions in Space.
Ability:
Inner Regen - heal 5% max HP at the end of every post


Elements: Mind
The Mind element is unique on it's own. This allows Sumati to use her mind as she will, as long as it's not against the person's will. Able to make suggestions in someone's head, read thoughts if she's touching them and only those on the surface, telekinetically move things and even transfer her thoughts to others, this ability makes the woman rather fearsome. But she cannot force someone's will.

Looks:
Her long strands of blonde look beautiful as she walks with a strength and grace most wouldn't think of. The girl's clothing looks odd to be armor : but it is, don't worry. Her skin is fair and her eyes are a striking deep blue, almost swirling unknown patterns. She has a mark on her arm, in the shape of an 03. Her body is curvy and kickin' and her smile is so.. soft and innocent. She seems to be able to be furious, beautiful, sensual and innocent when she wants.


Personnality :
Sumati is a quiet person, not speaking on her best. Her reasons for joining Kai's army is unknown, but the girl is simply there, ready to fight when needed. She doesn't seem phased by death, nor by any other circumstance, always keeping her cool. She may seem innocent at times, or seductive, but there are times were a mask of rage and hate slip onto her face. Like this, is a very fearful person indeed.


History:
Fate. A strange thing to live. There is a world, far away, nammed Momoiro, where people were strange in definition. Those that wandered into it would soon notice a theme : the natives had a pink hair color. The pigments in their hair changed when the two ancient clans that once warred on the planet married each other. The mix of red and white, in all pigments, creates pink. And thus, the planet became renown for it's strange color of pigmentation. Most children, especially male, felt weird with it at first, but often just grew into it, as it was a part of themselves as much as the culture.

She barely remembers the details of that life, and even so, prefers to be quiet. She was the second eldest, the child on which whom some responsibilities were brought up and piled upon. A beautiful child, of course, and slowly she began to tap into that part of herself. Of course, the world was doomed to fall, and she was one of the few that managed to make it past the rotting end. And the girl wandered, as her world was one of the last to fall, searching for an answer.. and she found it within the mercenaries. Joining, and keeping quiet about her past, but open about her origins, she survives in this world now using her skills as best as she can..