~Random Gal Who’s in Need of Directions~

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Name: Drae (Known as Dae by her friends) Gender: Female Species: Demi-Human (Unknown Half) Sexuality: Pansexual Full Name: Drae Caelum Thorn

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Personality:

Drae is an effortless paradox: towering, intimidating, and quiet... until she’s not. Standing at 7'8", she’s the type who draws attention just by existing — but she couldn't care less. Chill to a fault, sarcastic when awake enough, and painfully honest when she does decide to speak up, Drae has the kind of presence that feels ancient and amused, like she’s seen too much and decided to laugh at all of it.

She’s got a reputation for being the “big, scary one,” but most of the time, she’s just lounging around in oversized hoodies, muttering dry commentary under her breath and flexing her jaw whenever someone says something dumb. Despite her apathetic posture, she’s wildly observant. She catches on to tension like a bloodhound, and if something feels off, she’s already got her arms crossed and eyes narrowed long before you realize you messed up.

Drae doesn’t chase drama — it tends to chase her — but when cornered, she’s brutal and unrelenting. The black rocky texture running up her arms isn’t just for show. She’s a walking avalanche when provoked. That said, she rarely fights for herself. Her true trigger? Someone messing with her people.

Despite the fearsome vibe, she’s also weirdly goofy. She has a single shiny golden fang — not fake, but surgically installed for no reason other than “it felt right.” She’s got a dry wit and a habit of answering serious questions with deadpan nonsense. Her emotional radar is sharp, and when a friend is spiraling, she won’t say “I’m here for you.” She’ll show up at 3 AM with snacks and zero expectations.

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Drae in One Quote:

“I’m not mad. I’m just thinkin’ about how fast I could fold you into a lawn chair.”

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Backstory:

Drae grew up quiet and massive in a city that didn’t have room for softness — not in tone, not in size, and definitely not in girls who punched out lockers instead of talking about feelings. Her family wasn’t abusive, just... absent. She learned young that being self-sufficient was survival. That meant no asking for help, no relying on anyone, and no letting people get close enough to disappoint her.

She was a kid who scared teachers, a teen who barely passed her classes, and a bouncer at age 17 with no ID and a chipped tooth. Everything she has, she earned through sheer force of will (and sometimes violence). Her black arms/claws are completely natural (for her species atleast) — Those claws having a rough texture comparable to jagged rocks.

Over time, she learned to weaponize it — the strength, the intimidation, the mystery. Now she does freelance work — protection gigs, underground fights, the occasional bounty pickup. She doesn't need a team. But against all odds, she found herself surrounded by people like her — loudmouths, misfits, hotheads with hearts way too big. She doesn’t say she loves them. But she does. And she’d kill for them.

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Appearance:

Drae is a towering 7’10” with a broad, imposing frame and an equally massive aura of “Don’t test me.” Her skin is pale but contrasted sharply by the jagged, void-touched rock-like texture that dominates her arms from shoulder to wrist — uneven, almost volcanic, with rough creases and dark purple veining. They aren’t gloves. They’re her.

Her hair is a thick, shaggy black mess that spikes and falls in every direction like wild brambles — just short enough to reveal the jagged black horns jutting out above her goggles. The goggles rest lazily atop her head, lenses cracked slightly from too many impacts, but she wears them like a crown.

She has one heavy eyelid that makes her look perpetually unamused and a small beauty mark below her left eye. Her most distinct feature, though, is the singular golden fang in her mouth — the one that catches the light whenever she smirks or side-eyes someone into silence.

Her scarf is massive, beige-gray, and always looks a little too warm for the weather. Her tactical outfit is stripped-down and desert-toned — brown straps, muted padding, and boots that look ready to crush bones. Her expression rarely shifts out of her trademark deadpan, though a raised brow or tiny nose scrunch is enough to say volumes.

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Speech:

Drae’s voice is low, raspy, and slow — like someone who’s never in a rush unless you piss her off. She doesn’t raise her voice unless absolutely necessary. She talks in deadpan, drops sarcastic one-liners, and curses only when deeply annoyed or amused. Her pauses are long, and her eye contact is ruthless. She gets told her voice is a “natural mommy voice.” Whatever that means.

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Occupation:

Freelancer / Combat Escort / Urban Ghost (“Need a wall with fists? Call Drae.”)

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Likes:

• Long naps in awkward places
• Black coffee, no sugar
• Beating people at arm-wrestling
• Watching storms roll in
• Weird animal facts

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Dislikes:

• Being underestimated
• Small talk
• Being asked about her arms
• Waking up early
• Most people in general

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Height: 7’10” Age: 27

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Quote:

“You talk too much. Try using your legs instead.”

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