Strandcutter Corpse

Title: Strandcutter Corpse Dead Name: Miel Fourier Age: 44 Gender: Female Eye Color: N/A Occupation: Magistician turned Queen of Karask (former). Demon, Outlaw (current). Wielding her wings like weapons, they can sever the ties that bind souls together. A person who has had their ties severed does not immediately lose that relationship, but it does grant them a moment of clarity bereft from the baggage of shared history. Whether they chose to break away once that happens, reaffirm those bonds, or simply put that relationship on hold for later is entirely up to their subconscious. Those same energy wings can cut through ethereal beings with ease in tandem with a manifested blade that form her usual complement that surpasses the physical. The spells that she once employed as a human have only been further improved by her divinely adulterated nature, from precision thunderstrikes morphing into static fields and relentless barrages of kaleidoscopic lightening. Put simply, there's an underlying optimization towards opposing one enemy in particular in the Strandcutter Corpse's great combat ability: the Sacrosanct Ghosts, whom can be expunged from a prospective host before being banished in high intensity combat. Should they already be too far intertwined, however, there is nothing else for it but to kill both host and occupier in one go. A devoured soul cannot be restored, and the body will simply fall dead after being cut away from the alien being possessing it. Ironically, the Strandcutter herself relies on external energy from a host in much the same way as the Sacrosanct Ghosts do; when she was captured, a high level binding spell was placed on her which severely damaged her ability to operate independently. Thus, she requires someone to possess in order to display her full potential and roster of other arcane abilities once more. During her Magistician days, Miel specialized in sealing techniques. Her employ was greatly appreciated in the Karask jails where she was especially useful, both in making sure that its occupants couldn't attempt an escape in the short term or were put away near indefinitely with no recourse. Ironically, its her own techniques that bind her now; the Ersasturgy shackles that bind her to the prison grounds are ones that she imbued herself long ago, their runes specifically formulated with decades of use in mind. The young Miel's sealing wasn't limited to just physically tethering either, having more abstract applications that she'd keep a little closer to her chest for when they were more needed. Prefers to have her champion fight on her behalf with her as their support, though is an extremely strong force in her own right; likewise, the person she attaches herself to is bequeathed with immense power, though they cannot form bonds of kinship with anyone else as a tradeoff. Appearance: By definition, the Strandcutter Corpse is an undead. She is slightly larger than she used to be as a living human, standing now at about 5'11" with graying but remarkably smooth skin cut through here and there by black cracks that spread out from her extremities like shattered stone. Her voluptuous body hasn't changed in the slightest though, still sporting juicy thighs and large, H-cup breasts that were the court's envy in a past life. Heavy against her clothing, their weight is matched by fat, wide areola and thick nipples that Merrion had fed from until the girl was five. Like her pallor, the Strandcutter's areola have become a deeper gray due to improper blood flow, standing out against the paler skin beyond. Black hair is tinged with greenish blue, having become slightly more colorful with her transformation; the locks are long enough to fall past her ass, tied into a royal braid that starts under her ears and completes on top of her head like a band. Once reinventing herself, its likely the Strandcutter will adopt attire that's more like formal sultry. A high-waisted black evening gown with a plunging neckline that puts her bust on display, trailing down to highlight her legs as well with a prominent side slit, matched by dark elbow gloves and thigh stockings trimmed with lace. Perhaps something like a capelet around her shoulders and clinched at the collar as well, plus a lace mask wrapped around where her eyes would be to keep her lack of eyes a modesty; without that mask and unobscured by her hair, she would simply have empty sockets. Despite being blind, she can still "see" in the strictest sense by sensing the world around her or by using a host as a conduit. Her transformation has also left her lips a vibrant blue. Partly ethereal, her new body's true form is pure energy just like a Sacrosanct Ghost. Though, it still does have a physical component that is simply tucked away rather than truly dispersed. As such, if she were to escape she would spend most of her time possessing a host rather than standing alongside them, though both are equally valid. History: Born to a family of lesser nobles and a half-demon mother, Miel demonstrated high affinity towards magic early in life. Taking well to tutelage under an Interloper hermit of a grandfather, she entering adult life as a fell fledged Magistician who dazzled those around her while splurging to her heart's content on federal dime. A popular and well desired debutante, constant affections and gifts were common before a chance meeting with King Frederick had the two fall deeply in love. Marrying shortly after, her new life as Fourier was one spent pursuing her own whims, now turned constructive as she toiled away in their study with research both historical and arcane. The Sacrosanct Ghost became something of an obsession of hers, uninterrupted even as she became heavy with child. Unfortunately for all involved, this curiosity is what caught the eye of exactly what she was hoping to prevent; one day while the young Merrion Fourier's equally young betrothed was visiting, an attack happened in the dead of night. The exact cause is unclear: perhaps a possessed maid took the first strike or it was a daring heist that turned bloody. Either way, the first spark of bloodshed inside the castle spiraled into a massacre once the Sacrosanct Ghosts spilled through the vale, claiming the lives of all involved. Miel had been their prize to be, plunging her into mindless anguish so one could slip inside and steal her body for their own. What the Geist hadn't expected was for her will to have solidified so thoroughly with spite, using her own sputtering magic to seal herself off from possession. Instead, the being that sought to turn her into its puppet sunk itself into the next best thing: the young princess, Merrion, who had walked in on her mother surrounded by corpses and swaths of thick blood. Without any strength left, Miel could only pray. And somewhere out there, a god listened. Her fundamental existence was warped to grant her the one thing that she desired in that moment: the destruction of the Sacrosanct Ghost using a new body explicitly made as a weapon of extermination. Using her eponymous wings of energy like a scythe, they flicked to cut the newly built ties of Merrion and the Geist, destroying the possession before it could properly form. Then she cut those between her daughter and the world around her, including her father, sweetheart, and mother herself, hoping to spare the child from falling into crushing grief, inadvertently planting the seeds of a lifelong hatred. The guards who rushed in found little Merrion screaming not in despair, but in wrath at the bloodied and warped madwoman that had once been Miel Fourier. Without much to go on and getting nothing from the woman herself, Miel was blamed for the massacre by reason of abject insanity. An absence of objections or resistance saw the disgraced former queen locked far away without incident as the seat of power in Karask shortly fell to regency, then quiet revolution. Personality: The human Miel's last wish was the eradication of the Sacrosanct. That is her goal beyond death: to hunt down and exterminate every single one that threatens the world. Her best interests remain with her country, and the want to assuage her people's anxiety has kept her voluntarily imprisoned in Cape Valley for as long as she has been, biding her time to assuage concern until her services are truly needed. Does not consider herself to be the same person as she used to be in a very literal way, not remaining human nor alive. Even though she says she's shed all traces of the person she used to be after severing every bond between her and other souls, Miel does nonetheless display some tenderness towards the memory of her surviving daughter, Merrion. Karask itself is something that she continues to hold in particular fondness, being aligned with her home country in no small way. She does not want to see those in Karask come to harm if she can help it and, while she gives off the air of someone who is detached from it all as an outsider now, she does find herself drawn to helping other Karaski in need. In that way, she has distanced herself from national concerns significantly less than she might want to appear. As Strandcutter, she is still kind to a point but there is an underlying chill that cannot be fully covered. Her official and mature mannerisms have also taken on a supernal edge, unable to shake the regal disposition she used to wear. Sexual: The younger Miel was a bit of a devil. In the old days, one particularly nasty habit was seal off a malicious suitor's ability to cum without touching their libido; it would wear off on its own after a while, but she'd pointedly indulge those particularly inscrutable men didn't know when to take no for an answer. Teasing touches below the belt or a chaste kiss to the cheek to get a rise out of their lowers and serve as fantastic fap material once they returned to privacy. Or at least it would had they been actually able to cum, failing to crest that edge no matter how much they pump like poison as they continue to obsess over her. Clandestine meetings would keep it fed, even going so far as to show off her prized breasts or touch herself while her false-betrothed stroked off only to be cruelly denied when their frustration at not being able to finish boiled over. Rubbing their impotence in their face and using it as grounds to terminate their supposed relationship once and for all. In that way, Miel was quite sadistic and it's something that minorly carried over to her bedroom manner with Frederick, sometimes making him beat it as hard as possible while she watched and flaunted her body with lewd dances. She never used any of her magic on him though, and was 100% loyal to him alone from courting until death. Miel likes to be touched and fluffed up as something of a pillow princess, with her breasts being a particularly sensitive and loved erogenous zone. Relationships: Despite the ghost of affection that the Standcutter holds for her once-daughter, Merrion herself holds nothing but vitriol for the thing that used to be her mother, given unto a deep loathing after Miel severed the ties between them. Following the tragedy that destroyed House Fourier, Merrion was quickly deposed before reentering politics in adulthood via the military where she leads her own platoon. Seeking a true champion on whom to bequeath her cause, the Strandcutter Corpse will form a solitary bond with her chosen warrior for the rest of her life as their only true bond. In doing so, she will become their extremely powerful familiar and bind herself to them forever. Miel has never received another revelation from the god that revived her. Perhaps it wasn't a god at all and its reasons were never known for answering her call. Maybe it just wanted to mess with the Sacrosanct. It's never to be known by any of this world.