Etla Isle

Furcadia Name: Carabia.
Character Name: Carabia Bityah Devereux.
Aliases: None.
Species: Devil hybrid.
Subspecies/Race/Class: None.
Age: Nine.
Gender: Female.
Height: 4'5.
Fur/Skin Color: Violet.
Hair Color/Style: White ringlets.
Eye Color: Crimson.
Markings/Scars: None.
Appendages: Her obvious limbs, wings, horns, scorpion tail.

Demeanor: Polite and friendly.
Alignment: Lawful good.
Profession: Apprentice Herbalist.
 
Resistances: None.
Weaknesses: Holy magic.
Phobias: None.

Statistics:
Strength (STR): Average.
Dexterity (DEX): High.
Constitution (CON): Low.
Intelligence (INT): High.
Wisdom (WIS): Low.
Charisma (CHA): High.

Details:
Weapons
- Recurve Bow. - A beautifully crafted wooden bow the appropriate size and weight for a child to use. (Not magical.)
- Throwing blades. - Colorful knives in the shape of butterflies, the shape causing more damage when removed from its' target.
- Daggers. - Ordinary daggers hidden within her clothing, light enough to throw if need be.
Armor
None worn.
 
Abilities
(Natural)
- Flight. - Large angelic wings that are black in color.
- Poison. - Her stinger delivers poison that will paralyse its' victim, fading after about five hours.
- Banshee's cry. - A scream that has the power to temporarily deafen people and shatter surrounding objects.
(Learned)
- Summoning. - Being half Devil she can summon Demons from Hell itself, after opening up the portal.
- Telekinesis. - She's able to push, pull, or stop a target/person. Unable to lift however, as this needs practice.
 
Appearance
> Long lashes frame her crimson eyes, standing out against her tinted complexion. Hair as white as snow, locks naturally curling into rather adorable ringlets. They fall around her shoulders with a sense of grace. A tailored dress layered with fine fabrics looks fitting for royalty, flowing over charming slippers encasing her small feet. Some may compare her to a china doll, until the rest of her is taken in. Hair is parted to welcome two large horns that curve from the child's skull, tiny pink bows tied at the base of both. Contrasting, beautiful wings grow from either shoulder blade, the soft feathers almost angelic. A hole has been made in her clothing at the small of her back, allowing a heavy scorpion tail to hang from comfortably. With a sweet child-sized bow forever worn on her back, and a small quiver swinging with every step, she looks ready for her next grand adventure.