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| ## Appearance | ## Appearance | ||
| Cecilia is a tall, muscular humanoid with pointed ears, dark hair, and a very pale, sallow complexion. She wears a set of dark leather armor that was issued to her by the [[Centennial Inquisition]]. The state and filigree on the armor indicates that she was a low-ranking officer. | Cecilia is a tall, muscular humanoid with pointed ears, dark hair, and a very pale, sallow complexion. She wears a set of dark leather armor that was issued to her by the [[Centennial Inquisition]]. The state and filigree on the armor indicates that she was a low-ranking officer. | ||
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| ## Backstory | ## Backstory | ||
| - | Cecilia was born and raised in Kanara, in a small farm town not far from the capital. She was a rebellious adolescent, which eventually led her strict parents to enroll her in a military academy in Centimane. She struggled there, failing to follow orders | + | Cecilia was born and raised in Kanara, in a small farm town not far from the capital. As a child, she had many imaginary friends, which always seemed to get her into trouble. She rarely minded, though; she always enjoyed the adrenaline of going against what she was told, even if it blew up in her face. She grew into a rebellious adolescent, which eventually led her strict parents to enroll her in a military academy in Centimane. She struggled there, failing to fulfill quotas |
| Over the next few years, she began to come into her own, being able to coexist with her fellow officers in what seemed oddly like a more relaxed work environment. Perhaps it was because she was older; perhaps it was being able to fraternize with the higher echelons of Kanaran society. Perhaps it had something to do with an itch in the back of her skull she felt at odd moments, or the sense that she was being watched when she was sure she was alone. | Over the next few years, she began to come into her own, being able to coexist with her fellow officers in what seemed oddly like a more relaxed work environment. Perhaps it was because she was older; perhaps it was being able to fraternize with the higher echelons of Kanaran society. Perhaps it had something to do with an itch in the back of her skull she felt at odd moments, or the sense that she was being watched when she was sure she was alone. | ||
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| In the midst of her rise through the Centennial' | In the midst of her rise through the Centennial' | ||
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