Name: Eiro (Pronounced Eee-row)
Sex: Female. The armor's helmet makes her voice sound like that of a demonic male, so her opponents often think she's a male. She prefers if they think she's male, so she doesn't try to correct them.

Age: 19. The armor makes it hard for her opponents to tell her age, and she usually doesn't tell anybody.
Species: Human.
Height: Seven feet even. Smaller than seven feet in reality, but the armor adds to Eiro's height.

Appearance: Not even she knows what she looks like under the armor, as she has been wearing the armor for several months. The armor covers her from head to toe, keeping her appearance a mystery except for her crystal blue eyes.

Weight: Almost three hundred pounds with armor, unknown how much Eiro weighs without armor. It is known that the armor makes up for a large percentage of the weight though, as Eiro's movements indicate.

Weapons: Eiro weilds two medium sized spears, which are kept tied to Eiro's back when not in use. The spears are made of a lightweight, unbreakable metal. They are incredibly sharp as well.

Armor: Eiro's defining factor is her armor. The armor is a dark color, and covers Eiro from head to toe. It's incredibly hard, but not indestructible. The armor cannot be taken off due to a curse placed on it years ago. It fixes itself rather quickly, although that doesn't help too much if Eiro suffered a flesh wound.

Where the eyes would be there are two very thin slits. Eiro’s blue eyes can be seen through these slits if one looks closely enough.

Strengths: The armor provides good protection, as well as giving Eiro above average strength. Eiro doesn't have to eat or use the restroom, and the inside of the armor is somehow comfortable enough for her to sleep in as though it were a bed.

Weaknesses: Eiro's mobility is hampered by the armor, which is rather bulky. Eiro isn't very fast due to the armor. Electricity and fire deal more damage to Eiro than most other attacks due to the metal armor. The armor weighs Eiro down enough to keep her from swimming.

Skills/Magic: Eiro has no magical abilities whatsoever. Her fighting skills make up for that however.

She knows only two fighting styles, and isn’t a master at one of them. Her first fighting style is the basic fighting style of the village where she was born. It is a mix of classical knight’s fighting style, and a little bit of Japanese swordsmanship.

The other style is her personal variation of Ni’Tenchi, also known as Two Heavens as One. She doesn’t use this style too frequently, as it calls for speed. The style specializes with attacking with one weapon, using the opponent’s block against them by forcing their weapon into a desired position.

Once the opponent’s weapon has been forced out of the way and blow is struck with the other weapon. As said earlier, she doesn’t use this style very frequently as it calls for speed.

Personality: Eiro is very reluctant to reveal anything about her past, interests, or anything of the sort. She is annoyed by idiots to the point of threatening them, but is an overall caring person.

She is initially mistrustful of strangers, but it is hard for her trust for somebody to be shaken once they have gained it.

She is firmly against performing acts of violence on defenseless citizens. A problem that she doesn’t see as a problem is that she constantly tries to keep the illusion that she is a man underneath the armor, as she feels weak when referred to as a woman.

Bio: Eiro was born in a distant village. She was the child of two powerful warriors. They taught Eiro basic fighting skills until she was fourteen.

At the age of fourteen, Eiro was given her twin spears. It was a right of passage at the time for the parents of a warrior to give him or her a weapon from each of them. It was said that the parent's souls would end up residing in the weapons after their deaths.

Eiro's happiness at being bestowed the rank of warrior was short lived though. The death dealer Grasthos had the village ransacked for test subjects.

Eiro's parents were among those that were killed, her mother being raped before her very eyes. The warrior barely escaped the village with her life.

It was seeing her mother raped that led Eiro to believe that the male species was the more powerful of the two. Because of this, she always tried to seem like a man in order to seem more powerful.

For months Eiro searched for a way to make up for her relative weakness. Eiro couldn't fight as well as most warriors, and was physically weaker than many more.

She took to accepting bounty-hunting missions, but found that she wasn't strong enough to finish most of them. This was made drastically apparent when she tried to kill a criminal that turned out to be a gang boss.

He easily deflected every attack she tried and knocked her to the ground. The criminal called in his minions to finish her off.

"You can have your fun with her too, if you want." He said to them. Many of his minions snickered and rubbed their hands together.

That night was the worst night of Eiro's life, even worse than when she was forced to watch her mother be raped. The men performed unspeakable acts on her throughout the night. The acts ranged from cutting her sadistically to raping her.

They left her in the locked room while they went to sleep. She was exhausted and angry. Worst of all, she found that she was actually scared. To be scared was against the warrior's code, so she thought.

It was then that a dark form appeared before her. It had the shape of a man, but it seemed to have no organs. Its flowing blue hair hid crimson red eyes.

“Hello Eiro,” the figure had said. The figure’s voice echoed throughout the small room as though it were a mountain range. His very existence seemed to suck the remaining life out of the room.

“Who are you?” was Eiro’s reply. She was too tired to move, and couldn’t even move far if she had wanted to. The men had placed her weapons on the other side of the room, and chained her leg to the wall on the opposite side.

“My name is Rize, but that is unimportant. I have something for you my dear girl.” The figure, which Eiro now knew as Rize, snapped his fingers. The chain that kept the female warrior stuck to the wall suddenly broke.

“What are you talking about?” Eiro tried to stand but found that she didn’t even have enough energy to stand up.

“You have a need, and I can fulfil it. Your repayment will not be called for years,” Rize chuckled to himself when Eiro started to crawl towards her weapons.

“I can easily put that chain back on you Eiro.” The dark god grabbed the girl by her hair and lifted her up. He snorted in disgust at the fact that the men had done so many things to her that she didn’t even have the energy to scream in pain.

“F-fine…” Eiro replied. She passed out then and there. Rize went to work sealing her in the armor. He had been waiting for the perfect person to test it on…

Eiro awoke feeling rather strange. It felt as though she were wearing armor despite the fact that she had never owned any such defensive equipment.

Eiro stood up, finding that she seemed to be taller. She had a knack for standing up after awakening before even opening her eyes. The young woman was surprised at what she saw.

She was inside a suit of armor. It was puzzling enough that she was wearing armor, but it was even stranger that she was able to stand with it on.

Her actual height was somewhere between 5’6 and 5’9, she never bothered to clarify exactly what it was. The armor however, made her seven feet even.

“What the ****?!” Eiro turned to see that the men were flooding back into the room. Rage filled her head over what they had done to her the day before, and she instantly scooped up her weapons and attacked.

The female warrior discovered that the armor drastically increased her strength. She was able to send at least one person sprawling onto the floor with each strike, whether it was a killing strike or a blow from the back of her armored hand.

She left the room less than ten minutes later, a pile of dead and knocked out bodies lying behind her. Eiro fled the criminal base for a nearby stream. She’d need to wash up before taking the mob boss to her client in order to attain the bounty.

The female warrior knelt besides the burbling brook with a sigh. She was still confused as to who Rize was, why she had armor suddenly, and how the armor increased her fighting abilities.

She cleaned the blood off of her spears. The feeling of metal being between her delicate frame and the outside world was still new to her.

Eiro had finished cleaning off her weapons when she realized that she was likely to need water. She didn’t feel thirsty, but thought she could use some water anyway.

She grabbed the suit of armor’s helmet and moved to lift it off of her head. Strangely, it didn’t move an inch. She pulled harder and harder but the piece of metal didn’t budge.

Much to her later disgust, Eiro started to panic. How would she eat? How would she drink? How would she relieve herself of waste?

“I see you enjoy my gift,” came a slightly familiar voice. Eiro spun around to see that Rize was there with her. The dark being’s arms were crossed, an evil smile on his face.

“Why can’t I take my helmet off?” Eiro asked. She gasped after hearing her voice. Rather than her usual voice, a demonic voice had come from the armor.

Rize chuckled and leaned against a tree. He cracked his neck and smiled yet again.

“You can’t even take the gauntlets off. You’re stuck,” replied the dark being. Eiro panicked again and frantically tried to tear the helmet off.

“Don’t worry. The armor takes in energy from your surroundings, so food and drink are things you don’t have to worry about. Relieving yourself of waste is unneeded, as the armor absorbed it from your body and transferred it to energy.”

Eiro clutched her weapons. She had no clue what this man’s goal was in sealing her in a suit of armor, and she’d beat it out of him if she had to.

“Why can’t I take any of it off?!” She asked. The demonic voice altered to match her anger towards Rize.

“You admitted to yourself in your subconsiousness that you are weak. I have made you more powerful, as well as making it so that nobody can commit acts to you like those men did back there.” Rize replied.

He disappeared in a cloud of smoke before Eiro could strike him down. She decided that Rize was right, she had wanted to be more powerful and he had granted her wish.

She left the clearing to become a traveler. Eiro had steered clear of vast travelling before, as she was too weak to protect herself from the various dangers that the road held. Now that she could protect herself the dangers didn’t seem so large.

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~BA Characters~

Quote:

Originally Posted by Quark My confidence just had an erection.

~RIP Ceesco~
Big bro will always love you.