#dionaeia

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One of the Di's felled a mammoth carrying a legion of bloodletters, their great bodies all crashed into the marsh before a flurry of blades and magic descended upon them at the blinding speed that only the warriors could accomplish. Not to be outdone, Hyacinth furrowed his brow and made one thing perfectly clear. "That only counts as one."

The scrapyard was technically in old Arno territory, but Valamir liked it because people rarely bothered him here. His trailed was just on the edge of the woods, outside the fey's magic and New Rome. He considered himself to be part of the pack, well, he was, but what that meant to him was still up in the air. There were lives where this city had been his home, back when he was posted up in the pyramid, intent on tracing lifetimes that came back in bits and pieces. These days it was all... Distant, vague. It came in flashes, dreams, intrusive thoughts. Landmarks stirred something in him but he couldn't recall things with the sort of acuity that he had before. Valamir wasn't a druid anymore, he wasn't the ferocious bear storming the infantry, he was another monster altogether now.

"Long time, Di." Valamir commented as the archdruid approached, he'd heard that she was in Rome. That she'd been through the shit ringer. A fire cracked in a makeshift pit made from a barrel as he sat on the hood of some torn apart old beater. He might have thought Dionaeia would have come sooner but the archdruids had been gone a long time. Now they were all back. He brought a bottle to his lips and swallowed the glorified piss that was the cheap, warm beer. "There's more in the cooler."

NAME. Dionaeia AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her SPECIES. Aspect OCCUPATION. Unemployed FACE CLAIM. Diane Guerrero

biography

A young woman plays on the street outside her parents’ apartment. She is twenty-one years old and already knows she is supposed to be important. It had brought tears of joy to her parents’ eyes, the information the old Keeper had given them, and something about the sight had made her feel strange. She is only twenty-one years old, but she is told she is an Archdruid. Only twenty-one, and she is told she is a warrior meant to be feared. 

No one asked her if she wanted to be feared. 

All she ever wants is to be herself, to ensure her family is happy and they never go hungry again. But her future is out of her hands for she is too young to make a smart choice according to her elders. An adult by law, but not quite on the eyes of those around her. Twenty-one years old, and her parents are deciding her future with a Keeper inside their tiny little apartment. Twenty-one years old, supposedly much older, but not allowed to be present when others decide her future. 

A young woman plays on the street outside her parents’ apartment, wishing they would call her by her name, Valeria, instead of the name that had begun to haunt her footsteps after they had been told she is an Archdruid. She doesn’t know who this Dionaeia, but it isn’t her.

Valeria Cabrera plays on the street outside her parents’ apartment, waiting for her future to be decided for her, when the choice is taken from her parents and the Keeper’s hands by a watchful Eye. She is bouncing a little rubber ball against the floor, a bit of humming leaving her lips, when she hears a scream that shakes her to her core. A friend is screaming for help, pleading to be heard, and she cannot ignore her cries.

It’s odd.

It’s a friend she doesn’t know yet, a friend she should know.  Valeria has never met the owner of that voice, but instinctively she knows she cannot stand by and let her suffer. It won’t do. She will keep her friend safe, protect her from whatever is making her scream in such agony. 

 A young woman stands on the street outside her parents’ apartment, moving to help a familiar stranger, not knowing she is walking straight into the beak of a starving falcon. Even if she had, she is not sure she would have made any other choice. Not when she is meant to protect her friend, not when she had made an oath she would not break. 

A young woman runs into a dark alley, only to find a group of hunters ready to capture. Her friend is nowhere to be seen. 

A young woman never gets to play again after that. 

A young adult dies at twenty-two in a cold metal table, Valeria Cabrera swept aside by lifetimes of memories her body is in no way prepared to accept. Her heart stops at the shock, only for it to start beating again under the careful ministrations of her torturers. Archdruid Dionaeia opens up her eyes to a world in which her friend had helped lure an innocent into a trap, a world where the human race that she had sworn to protect had betrayed her as a show of gratitude. 

She opens her eyes to a world she no longer sees worth protecting. 

Lighting follows, killing those so callous as to experiment on a young woman whose only wish had been to protect what she had. Dionaeia does not pull the lighting into herself, does not urge it to stop her heart once more. She still has hope, still has faith in her people and her remaining siblings.

She believes they will come for her. 

The next hundred and twenty-two years prove otherwise. 

Dionaeia is reminded that no one will ever save her from her fate, too confident in her strength to remember her weakness. 

She saves herself, but as she looks at the desert, she wonders if surviving the Eye had been worth it. 

She is not sure. 

personality

+ observant, protective, resourceful – grumpy, withdrawn, resentful

Dionaeia

NAME/ALIASES. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Prehistoric & Unknown SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. UTP OCCUPATION. UTP FACECLAIM SUGGESTIONS: (must be asian, hispanic, or native american) Davika Hoorne, Cara Gee, Lucy Liu, Tanaya Beatty, Adria Arjona, Jessica Henwick, Amber Midthunder, Diane Guerrero, Priscilla Quintana, Jessica Matten, Anna Lambe, and Jamie Chung.

History

First daughter of Eden, like the others, Dionaeia was created by the artisan Prometheus. Given life by Titania and Ulthar, blessed by The First Dionaeia, was declared an archdruid and tasked with the protection of Eden. Guardian of the Two Trees: Laurelin and Telperion. Like her siblings, Dionaeia was born basked in the light of these trees and would someday serve as a vessel for The First when they entered Uthenera. Of her siblings, Dionaeia was the most suited for conflict. Precognitive, Dionaeia could foresee events a few moments before they occurred, enough to react, enough to save. It was this power of foresight that kept her a cut ahead of her compatriots. The elements came to her, creation in the palm of Dionaeia’s hand as she conjured lightning and fire at her fingertips, invoked the earth itself or summoned tidal waves from the very air. In those early days Dionaeia’s discontent was always clear, she saw the garden of Eden for what it was, a paradise that was not the utopian realm that the Gods spoke of. This garden was not for them, but for others. 

At the rebellion of angels, the archdruids were tasked with the protection of humanity. The Two Trees destroyed, their light forever lost, Dionaeia remained a stalwart protector - one who took to the task of destruction with both ease and aptitude. Hunter of dracaenae, feller of serpents, Dionaeia’s reputation was a formidable one. The First faded and Dionaeia waited, waited for the day when Oztalun would come for her but it never arrived. It was said that wherever Oztalun traveled, a storm would follow, to this end she came to hate the rain and the thunder. Nettelia’s corruption led Octavian and Dionaeia to do the unthinkable, the necronomicon was forged from countless druids, supernatural lives bled onto its pages. Even with the chimera destroyed the book was not so easily dismembered, instead the archdruids’ resigned to seal it away where it would not be found, where it could not be misused. The siblings never spoke of the events that transpired that day, instead Dionaeia waited for the inevitable call of Oztalun and quietly began to look forward to it: the reprieve from her endless cycle of life and death. She came to resent her duty and the vows she’d made, held contempt for the races of humanity that Dionaeia was sworn to protect. Octavian was next to fall and somewhere within the world Aren slumbered still, Dionaeia walked the earth alone, unaccompanied by the siblings who’d fallen away one by one, all the more resolute to her fate. Oztalun did not come, but The Eye did, found her at the turn of the twentieth century and imprisoned her deep within the shifting sands of a desert. A facility buried beneath the earth where they poked and prodded with each leap in advancement, when Dionaeia freed herself, she looked upon the suffering of mortals and turned away.

Connections

Octavian: Elder brother, Octavian and Dionaeia were once forced to kill their sister Nettelia together. Octavian would later fall to this same corruption while Dionaeia’s soul slumbered.

Nettelia: Younger sister and author of the Necronomicon, Nettelia’s actions forced Dionaeia to cut her down, while the chimera was killed, Dionaeia has always known that Nettelia’s soul lived on in the necronomicon.

Aren: Eldest brother, while Aren’s soul slumbered, he missed the corruption of their siblings, it fell to Dionaeia to tell him of Nettelia but she was captured before she ever told him of Octavian. 

Eve: Captured by The Eye, Eve could have destroyed Dionaeia but instead she kept the archdruid alive, furthering The Eye’s understanding of druidic powers and their limitations.

Abilities

Extrasensory: A sixth sense that allows them to acquire information by means independent of any of their known senses or previous experience.

Elemental: Ability to create the elements out of nothing, including electricity.

Archdruid: As an archdruid, Dionaeia has the ability to turn into any animal that matches her born traits. An archdruid only has to look at a creature for a short while before understanding their habits.

Immortal: As a druid, Dionaeia will always reincarnate after she dies. Her lifespan lasts for up to five-centuries before she will inevitably begin to fade.

Weaknesses

Mortality: While durable, Dionaeia’s body is still mortal and she can be killed by mortal means. However, as an archdruid she will reincarnate a short while later.

Binding: Several witches, druids or fey can bind her soul in place if killed.

Animal Binding: Several witches, druids, or fey can bind her to an animal form if banded together.

Lycanthropy: As an archdruid, Dionaeia cannot be turned into a lycan, their bite however is poisonous to her and would prevent her from using her magic until recovered.