Damaris Chance / The Clan / Servant

Name: Damaris Chance
   Adopts many nicknames from children and insults from adults

Age/Date of Birth: 20 (Early March of 2634)

Eras Active: The Calm - Onward

Hometown: Born and bred in Halifax

Current Residence: Adair Estate
   She’s usually wherever her Master or Charges are.

Species: Pit Vukar
   Signs of: Thresher (50%),  Graupel (25%), Vedlt (25%)

Profession: Servant
   Currently in service to the house of Adair as babysitter and protector.

Appearances:

Garu: Having a wide range of heritage, Damaris predominantly takes on the appearance of a Thresher with modifications. Her double coat gives her an appearance in bulk, but her build is actually leaner with a barrel chest and thick hind quarters. Her neck, jaws, chest, thighs, and tail make up for the more muscled parts of her. Her tail is just over half of her body length, due to being impure, but still long enough to give balance and be swung. Her ears are larger than the average Thresher’s due to the Vedlt in her blood, with a straight back and a more squared jaw. Her coat color takes on the traditional painted Vedlt on her tail end and a splash across her chest - it’s kept minimal due to her Thresher heritage. Beneath that is a pure black coat. Her lupine eyes are a clear golden copper.

Weight: Aprox. 6,500lbs

Height: Aprox. 7ft

Vocalization: Hyena and dog barks, tends towards giggles when nervous or scared and loud, deep barks when startled suddenly or aggressive. The ability to howl is almost like a low, deep call she uses when searching.

Guise: Much like her Garu form, she is covered in a fine layer of black fur on the outermost parts of her body, with her white markings still present. She’s lean and athletic, regardless of her servant status. She appears the normals Vukar guise, with thick arms and hips. Her figure is full, with a moderately long tail that rests just above her knees. Her hair is black, falling around her shoulders. She’s tan from her heritage, with the same golden copper eyes. She looks more native American, with round facial features and smallish eyes that are usually squinted due to her eyebrows. She tends to have a resting butt face when not remembering to smile or keep compliant.

Weight: Aprox. 200lbs

Height: 5’9ft

Accessories: Her clothes are standard, but well kept and prepared.A white tunic beneath a black leather vest covers her front, with a grey Vukar pelt thrown around her shoulders to cross around her middle and tie there. Her breeches are made of the same material, with thick boots she’d rather not wear unless needed,and leg warmers of the same pelt. The pelt was part of a pit fight, where the Adair’s won the body and her. The Adair family crest is stitched into the pelt on her chest - onyx background with a silver book and a Vukar print made in some jasper.

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Marital Status: Single

Organization/Alliance: The Clan
   She’s loyal to whoever she’s told to be, but sways away from others out of fear.

Personality: Loyal / Mothering / Shy / Curious / Protective / Aims to Please / Modest
   Damaris was bred and trained to be the protective, surrogate mother type of deal. She has no qualms about killing when told and knows her place in society. Inside the walls of the Adair family, she is practically family within the limits. Outside she is a servant and must act like one. She’s rather innocent, even as a slave, and tries to find the best outlook on life she can. Sometimes it’s hard and she withdraws into herself and snag shifts. A rare occasion and easy to pull out of with a few kind words or gestures - a panic attack, essentially. She has no real knowledge outside of the Clan and walls of Halifax

Likes: Small gifts, lounging in the sun, working, being in high places, being included, quiet, people coming around on certain days, the Family happy.
   Over all she’s a happy vukar on a good day and a mild vukar on a bad day, enjoying the little things in life. Small trinkets or items given to her are often kept on her person as a favored memory.

Dislikes: Loud noises, attention, being confused or left out, humans, other Vispera and Vukar.
   She likes things simple and easy to read. A bad introduction with Vispera has left her with a distaste for the species outside of her Master’s dwelling.

Strengths: The tail, her education and training, the standard Vukar abilities.
   She was never allowed in the pits, trained in the art of protection and tactical escape. She was educated to a small degree in writing, enough to help out around the house and check homework and notes. She talks and has the best manners around Vispera - sit, watch, don’t speak.

Weaknesses: Fear of yelling, getting in trouble, a quick acting disposition.
   She was raised and trained to follow commands, even in a family setting, she does not enjoy breaking them. Her Thresher blood makes her quick to snap at potential threats, but is easily stopped at the basic command.

Family:

Aaren Adair (Npc) - Adoptive Vispera father and current Master, has a close knit family bond with; deceased due to age.
Emelia Adair (Npc) - Adoptive Visepra mother, had a close relationship with; deceased due to raid.
Addie Adair (Npc) - The youngest of her wards at four years old, but has the best relationship with.
Darius Adair (Npc) -The oldest child at forty three years old, relationship is awkward at best.
   * May make Darius or Addie a playable character, just need to decide.

Friends: None outside of family yet.


Background:

Damaris was bred in Halifax, the outcome of a pit fight in the Adair’s favor. Besides the money and resources they also received a breeding. Thusly, Damaris was born! She was taken at a young age, Emelia and Aaren raised the young Vukar in moderate isolation for the vast majority of her first years. Darius, the eldest son, had been training under his father in the art of Vukar training, breeding, and selection. Damaris had always been a very excitable pup, needing little direction when set to a task. Her education was a group effort, while her training was fully Darius’ responsibility. At the age of ten Damaris was expected to know how to safeguard her switch points, put in the ring with other Pits. She was removed before the actual blood bath would begin and set to whatever might present a threat. She and Darius formed a strange relationship, close to student and teacher, while she and Aaron with his wife formed family bonds. She grew up to protect the family estate, the start of Darius’ own stock for protection. She was given a charge at the age of fifteen, set to something besides guarding.

Addie was the star of the house one cold winter, Damaris standing watch with the healers present. It was strange to her, the first child she’d seen. Addie was small, introduced to the young Vukar instantly. That was the moment her instincts kicked in and she became enthralled by the babe.

Fast forward two years, filled with play, long nights, and lessons. Emelia had gone to the outskirts of a town during the summer, a simple run that Damaris had made with Darius before. Extended family who had not seen little Addie. The ambush was unexpected and very nearly killed all three of them. Since then Damaris does not take kindly to other Vukar or humans, having barely escaped the patrol back to the estate. Damaris does not let any of her wards outside of Halifax or the house without nervous tension, sometimes waiting by the door until they’ve returned. Aaron passed away before Addie’s forth birthday, leaving the family to Darius who is currently looking to Damaris for a range of things. The Vukar has spent a year adjusting to life without her parents, picking up the slack where Darius and Addie couldn’t.