Post by Shikhandi on Aug 5, 2014 5:19:00 GMT
[attr="class","field"] [attr="class","charicon"] | [attr="class","field"] [attr="class","charname"]Shikhandi [attr="class","charinfo"]Archer Female Servant Black Faction Chaotic Good mint |
[attr="class","field"] [attr="class","blackheading"]BACKGROUND *This is a cruelly cut down and much less poetic than the one I have written (it turns out too long!). Planned to reveal them stage by stage in Shikhandi’s posts! **Also, I might use Amba, Shikhandi, and Shikhandini interchangeably* Born as the first of three daughters of Varanasi, the King of Kashi, pure-hearted Amba and her sisters Ambika and Ambalika were renowned for their beauty and their excellent manners in their youth. As a custom of the time, a swayemvara was held to determine whose Ksathriya class would win their hands. The night before the swayemvara, Amba promised her hand to an infatuated young prince named Shalva, but the next day the invincible warrior-prince Bhishma came and won all challenges for his kingdom. During his return trip, his chariot was intercepted by Shalva, demanding a rematch out of his love for Amba. But when the twice- defeated Shalva pleaded for Amba to jump from Bhishma chariot and join him on the ground the confused Amba did not do anything, torn between his heart and her own heart that had already fallen for Bhishma. In Hastinapura, Bhishma’s kingdom, the great warrior revealed the terrible circumstance. The Princesses were to marry his brother, the king Vicithravirya, while Bhishma himself had taken a vow of celibacy due to his late father’s wishes. Bhishma found Amba the most understanding of her sisters, and she even praised him once she had heard his full story. But finding herself unable to marry someone she could not love, Amba made an excuse that she had promised herself to Shalva, and it was not dharma to marry a woman whose mind was married to someone else. Big-hearted Vicithravirya agreed and so was Bhishma, but when the fully-escorted Amba came to Shalva to fulfill their earlier promise, Shalva rejected her harshly. His pride would not allow him to marry someone who has been won from him twice. Amba’s heart was torn to shreds. She returned to Hastinapura, distraught. In front of the confused Bhishma she cried her heart out and confessed her love, begging him to marry her for the injustice life had trapped her into. Shalva would not marry her because of pride, Vicithravirya refused her because she had loved another man, Bhishma could not marry her because of his vow, and the only future she could see was a disgrace of being an unmarried woman. But stalwart Bhishma refused. He could not bring himself to break his own vow, no matter how he now has grown to love Amba himself. For four long years Amba languished in Hastinapura, utterly confused and unsure of what she had to do. For four years Bhishma consoled her, the pure princess he had grown to love, and for four years he tried to convince his brother Vicithravirya to reconsider. When everything else failed, with a heavy heart Bhishma asked Amba to plead to Shalva again, this time accompanied by him in person. Shalva still refused, however, and a desperate Amba fled into the woods. For six bitter years the lotus-eyed Amba meditated in the forest, trying to contemplate this terrible circumstance that had befallen her. She thought about her life, her unsullied youth, how she was won by someone she loved, how she was rejected by someone who once loved her, and the more she thought of it the more her love for Bhishma changed. Understanding became denial. Denial quickly became anger, and it was in this blind pursuit of revenge that Amba became famous. In reality, she was not the single-minded princess the stories portrayed her to be. She was, truly, an unfortunate victim of circumstances. She approached the hermitage of Shaikhavatya and asked for permission to meditate there. The next day, Amba’s maternal relative Hotravahana heard of her woes and asked her to approach Parashurama, the previous incarnation of Vishnu famous for his hatred towards Ksathriya. At that moment, Parashurama’s disciple Akritavarna reached there and Hotravahana introduced Amba to him. Akritavarna and Hotravahana convinced Parashurama to help Amba's cause, and he went to force Bhishma to marry her. But Bhishma refused to heed Parashurama. They fought a fierce battle in Kurukshetra, until finally Narada and the devas made Bhishma retire from the battle. Parashurama apologized to Amba and said that he could not make Bhishma changed his vow, but he offered to convince Shalva to change his mind instead. But Amba had no desire to marry anymore. She only wanted Bhishma dead. When Amba realized that even the mighty Parashurama couldn’t help her, she undertook a severe penance – giving up food and water, on the banks of the Yamuna for six years. She followed it up with a year of penance under water. Then, for a year, she ate only dry leaves and meditated standing on her toe. She continued her penance for 12 years until her energy started affecting the worlds. Lord Kartikeya appeared to her in person and gave her a garland of ever-fresh lotuses. Any Ksathriya that wear this garland would be able to defeat Bhishma. Once again Amba roamed the lands, asking anyone to champion her just cause, but no Ksathriya dared to challenge Bhishma even with the promise of victory. Finally, she went to King Drupada's court and issued an open challenge to all the Kshatriya. But none came to the front to wear the garland. Incensed, she scornfully hung it by the gates of King Drupada’s palace and went away once more into the forest. Realizing that no mortal can ever help her, Amba then did even harsher penance lasting years, until the heaven and the seat of the Gods shook with the power of her plight. At last, Lord Shiva himself came to her, granting her wish that she herself would the cause of Bhishma death. But with a catch: it would be in her next life. Overjoyed, Amba immediately made a funeral pyre and threw herself in there. Her soul, blessed by Shiva, breezed through Yama and planted itself into a newborn girl. Back at Panchala, King Drupada and his wife were childless. Drupada prayed to Shiva for a heir, and Shiva blessed that a girl would be born to him, and she would later be transformed into a man. The queen delivered a baby girl, but she proclaimed that it was a boy. The girl grew up dressed as a boy and was called Shikhandini. When she was older, and incident happened. The Princess was playing with her maids when her eyes spotted the Lotus Garland left by Amba years ago. Laughing, the Princess climbed the gates and proudly wore it in front of her friends. When King Drupada knew this he was afraid, and when afterwards the light in his daughter eye was never the same again he knew that Amba’s wish had been fulfilled at last. Shikhandini continued growing up dressed as a male. King Drupada desired an alliance with Hiranyavarna, the king of Dasharna, who sent his own daughter to married to the heir. She was horrified finding Shikhandini was a female, and when king Hiranyavarna heard this he assembled an army to punish Drupada. Blaming herself, Shikhandini fled into a forest to kill herself, where she instead met a Yaksha named Sthunakharna. Amused at her plight, he agreed to trade his sex with Shikhandini for just one night. He made her wrote a male name, Shikhandi, on a leaf and he swallowed it. Shikhandini then became Shikhandi, and he quickly returned to the palace to prove himself to the princess and certain concubines sent by king Hiranyavarna to report the actual circumstance. The king was convinced. The bloody war was averted. But that night Kubera, the king of Yaksha, thought Sthunakharna’s magic a blasphemy and cursed him and Shikhandi that they would remain in their form until either one of them died. The next day Shikhandi went to visit his friend, and when he found what had transpired he apologized profusely to Sthunakharna. The two became good friends, and afterwards the Yaksha would even accompany Shikhandi into battles. Thus began the life of Prince Shikhandi, the warrior. Shikhandi took his new role seriously. He trained hard to better serve his kingdom and was one of the best pupils of Dorna alongside the famed Pandavas. But deep down he knew what his true purpose was, and he shaped all of his battles in preparation for it. In the legendary war Bharatayudha he was one of the mightiest leader on the side of Pandavas, leading the troops by his swift chariot and famous golden-winged arrows. It was in the tenth night of the legendary war when he finally found him. There, fate led him to meet Bhishma again, who immediately recognized Amba behind the gallant warrior. Bhishma refused to wield his weapon against a woman, and so Shikhandi’s arrows pierced his heart, ensuring victory for the Pandavas. In later stories this feat would be attributed to Arjuna hiding behind Shikhandi, but it was not true. Shikhandi's arrow was the one that dealt the fatal blow. Although he immediately felt a sense of loss after felling Bhishma, Shikhandi continued the war bravely, challenging and holding champions such as Dorna and Karna himself. He joined in celebration of Pandavas victory along with their other allies, but the celebration was marred when thee vengeful trio Ashwatthama, Kritavarma, and Kripacharya ambushed the victorious camp in the night and slain those who were sleeping. Shikhandi perished in the attack. But it was said that, in the morning, Shikhandi the prince was gone, and in his place was the body of Shikhandini the princess. And while other victims died in fright and agony, she died with tears in her eyes. But whether they were tears of sadness or of happiness, no one could tell. | |
[attr="class","field"] [attr="class","redheading"]PERSONALITY The one summoned by The Grail is the Shikhandi near her death, when her memories returned to her and she once again knew her origins. It may also be distorted somewhat by the amalgamation of Shikhandi and Princess Amba, as people now have a different belief about her legend.Despite how she was portrayed in the story, in truth Princess Amba is a kind and understanding individual, if a little too strict for her own good. Her upbringing has made her manners prim and proper, but her way of practicing it would suggest politeness rather than haughtiness. A soft-spoken, well-meaning person, she treats others equally no matter their ranks, but can also quickly dislike somebody if they regards her less than she deserves. To someone who gets on her good terms however, she can be quite gentle and a rather emotional person, taking special delight in exploring the scenic cultures and landscapes she could not enjoy in her own life. Her most discerning trait, however, is her stubbornness. This is not stubborn in always wanting to argue with others, but rather a silent determination that she will do her way no matter what other said. She listens to other opinions and would not hesitate to praise them if they are right, but when it comes to doing things she will always listen to herself. In this regard she can be even more uncontrollable than a Berserker. A Berserker will outright declare that he will not listen, while Shikandhini will nod and stay silent but still appear where she not ought to be nevertheless. A plan can be severely wrecked simply by her uncompromising attitude. One other equally discerning trait is her innate hatred of males. It does not mean that she wants to kill all males in sight, just that she always sees them as incompetent, vain, and ultimately treacherous individuals, and she would loath to be associated with them in any way. However, she does have her heart. It may have become an ice, but no matter how cold the ice is a persistent sunlight will eventually able to melt it, only that it would be a mighty effort indeed. In battle, Shikandhini already stiff manner lends to a serious and calm disposition, and she can even be seen as ruthless at times. But this is a farce. Inside, Shikandhini is very insecure about battling and can easily crack given enough pressure. She will still try to follow orders and doing what she must, but in intense times she can show just how panicky she is really. But this is an exception rather than the norm. Her Chaotic Good alignment is due to her intense hatred of binding rules and vows. Her life was ruined by a stubborn man who prefers honor before reason, and as a result Shikandhini is averse to any kind of promises and ceremonies, thinking that believing in each one’s goodwill is good enough. She is still good in her intention, but prefer doing it without pompous laws and rules. They are not needed. Shikandhini’s one and true wish, although she vehemently denies it herself, is a desire to love. To be able to give her utmost love to somebody and to be loved equally in return. This is something that the proud archer rarely accepts, and as a result she usually says that she does not have any wish pertaining to the grail. After all, a love instantly made can never be a satisfying one. It must be a process, a pure, unsullied process that they have walked together from the start. | |
[attr="class","field"] [attr="class","blackheading"]COMBAT Shikandhini is a long-range attacker, and prefer to stay away from the engagement as far as possible. Her bow properties and her Noble Phantasm allows her to function literally as a magical machine-gun, and a shrewd Master will take full advantage of this. With her superb agility, continuous low-cost attacks, superior vision, and ability to make each of her shots a volley Shikandhini shines her best in giving cover fire to her allies, just like what she did in Kurusethra. Given enough time, she can also prepare a single special shot with devastating effect. Versatility is really appropriate for her style. On the other hand, she really can’t do much in close combat besides deluging her enemies with arrows while trying to escape herself. A battle in closed room will also be very dangerous for her because of limitation in movement. She will try her best to avoid this kind of situation. Her best partner, then, would be someone with strong melee attack and/or defensive capabilities. Together with someone like this they can make a devastating duo: Shikandhi showers the enemy with arrows blocking all movements as her partner sweeps down and finish the distraught opponent. Shikandhini’s stats skews towards agility, making full use of the distance she can make between her and her enemies. She has decent endurance and luck to keep her going, but she never relies on strength. Her low prana might seem strange due to her continuous attack, but thankfully the arrows are supplied by her own Noble Phantasm, a self-reliant Yaksha. [attr="class","field"] [attr="class","redheading"]SKILLS AND PARAMETERS
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