Plume

Name: "Plume" Leia File no.: LT05 Operator Class: Vanguard Branch: Charger Faction: Laterano Position: Melee Trait: Obtain 1 DP after this unit defeats an enemy; Refunds the original DP Cost when retreated Gender: Female Experience: 1 year Place of Birth: Laterano Date of Birth: October 28th Race: Liberi Height: 158 cm Infection Status: Non-infection as confirmed by medical report. Physical Strength: Standard Mobility: Excellent Endurance: Normal Tactical Acumen: Normal Combat Skill: Standard Originium Arts Assimilation: Normal Weapon: Halberd

Story: Leia is a Liberi from Laterano who served with deep pride and heroism in the prestigious Pontifica Cohors Lateran. Her life as a dedicated soldier was upended by a tragic incident involving her close coworker Backfire who contracted Oripathy. When the strict regulations of her homeland threatened Backfire, Leia made the difficult choice to disobey her superiors to protect her comrade. This bold act of defiance ultimately led to her termination from the Pontifica. Stripped of her former title but unwavering in her loyalty, Leia sought out Rhodes Island to secure vital medical treatment for Backfire. Taking up the codename Plume, she exchanged her services for her friend's care and enlisted as a highly disciplined security guard. Her rigorous military background and unyielding dedication quickly earned her a position of immense trust, eventually leading to her assignment as one of the Doctor's personal bodyguards.

Appearance: Plume has fair skin. She has yellow colored eyes. Her hair is short and dark brown with lighter brown sections near her face. She wears a dark grey beret on her head with two thin black spikes extending from the top. Around her neck is a high, stiff white collar. Her outfit consists of a light grey and white sleeveless tunic that reaches her mid-thigh. On her right shoulder, a black cape composed of many intersecting leather straps drapes down. On her left side, a large mass of overlapping dark grey feathers hangs from her shoulder down to her knee. She wears a black, glossy sleeve on her left arm featuring a teal crossed-lines symbol on the bicep. Her left hand is covered by a black glove. A long white fabric strip with a gold-tipped end hangs from under the strapped cape on her right side. Her legs are covered by black thigh-high stockings. Her feet are encased in black boots that have white vertical stripes and a small gold buckle at the ankle. She holds a long, black polearm. The weapon has a pointed spear tip at the top and a large, heavy blade with a rear-facing spike at the base.

Personality: Plume is defined by her unwavering discipline and strict adherence to protocol, traits deeply ingrained in her from her time in the Pontifica Cohors Lateran. She carries herself with a serious, no-nonsense demeanor that can often make her appear stiff or unapproachable to other operators. She takes her duties incredibly seriously and expects the same level of professionalism from everyone around her. However, beneath this rigid military exterior lies a deeply loyal and compassionate individual that harbors a secret fondness for cute things and genuinely worries about the well-being of her comrades.

Her most significant relationship is with her former coworker Backfire, whose battle with Oripathy drove Plume to sacrifice her prestigious career and homeland to ensure they received proper medical care. At Rhodes Island, her primary focus is on the Doctor, whom she serves as a highly dedicated and fiercely protective personal bodyguard. She is known to frequently scold the Doctor for slacking off or taking unnecessary risks, acting as both a stern supervisor and a steadfast protector. While she sometimes feels alienated from other Laterano operators due to her past insubordination, her unwavering reliability has earned her the deep respect of the Rhodes Island staff.

Combat Overview: In combat, Plume relies on her precise and aggressive polearm techniques to quickly overwhelm her opponents. Her signature combat maneuver allows her to temporarily push her physical limits, entering a heightened state of focus where she strikes with both increased ferocity and blinding speed. This rapid, calculated assault enables her to swiftly dispatch enemies before they can mount a proper defense, making her an incredibly efficient frontline fighter who excels at breaking enemy formations through sheer, relentless momentum.

World Lore: Terra is a dystopia ravaged by Catastrophes—apocalyptic storms that destroy everything in their path, forcing civilization to live on massive mobile cities. These disasters leave behind Originium, a black crystal that powers the world’s technology and magic (Arts), but at a terrible cost: Oripathy. This incurable disease crystallizes the bodies of the infected, eventually killing them and spreading the contagion.

Society is fractured by this plague. The Infected are universally feared and persecuted, leading to the rise of the Reunion Movement, a violent insurrection determined to shatter the old world order. Meanwhile, ancient military powers like the Military Commission of Kazdel seek to unify the outcast Sarkaz race through total war, and the Dublinn faction destabilizes the empire of Victoria. Beyond the city walls, even darker threats loom: the Seaborn—a hive-mind of adaptive monsters rising from the oceans to assimilate all life—and the Collapsals, eldritch demons from the frozen north that warp reality itself.

Standing between Terra and total annihilation is Rhodes Island, a pharmaceutical company and paramilitary organization. Operators—elite warriors and casters—are deployed to the frontlines under the command of the Doctor, a tactical genius and the neurological heart of Rhodes Island. Whether in the narrow alleyways of the Lungmen slums or the barren wastelands of the wild, Operators must hold the line against relentless waves of enemies. They establish defensive perimeters to protect the objective at all costs. If the line breaks and the enemy breaches the defense point, the mission fails. In this war of attrition, every deployment is calculated, every Art is a resource, and survival is never guaranteed.