Post by Ze Flying Wraithetti Monstress on Feb 27, 2009 21:36:09 GMT -5
Name:
Malandra Ramakrishna
Age:
Thirty-three
Race:
Human
Appearance:
A perfectionist, Malandra strives to keep a godlike appearance, which is not difficult considering how beautiful she already is. She stands at an average height of about 5’4”, with a faultlessly feminine body. No matter what style of gown Malandra chooses from her wide variety of wardrobes, all of her dresses are fitted to show off her womanly attributes. The collars are always cut low to show her entire back, and nearly entirely expose the rounded flesh of her large, ample chest. The skirts themselves are either very short or cut along the sides so that when she walks, her entire legs show as well as her voluminous hips. However, despite her demeaning, scanty clothing, Malandra always holds herself like a queen. She does have very long legs and arms, almost lanky compared to her full torso, and her skin is a creamy white, almost silver compared to her long, cascading black hair. Her face, which could challenge that of most female elves’, is completely free of blemishes and skin impurities, with large sloe-black eyes framed by thick dark lashes. Her face is almost child-like and open, with soft, low cheekbones and full lips.
Malandra’s wardrobe comes in a variety of colours and styles, depending on her mood. She rarely wears an outfit more than once, and usually changes her appearance at least a few times a day. The only thing that Malandra doesn’t change is her hair colour, although she does enjoy changing the irises of her eyes to every hue of the rainbow. Her different kinds of attire, too, though wildly differing in style, do have some similarities. For one thing, they are always very form-fitting and revealing, with only her chest and waist not exposed at some point, leaving very little to the imagination. It is also fitted to show off her physical attributes, as explained above, but Malandra’s clothing absolutely always carries some form of elegance, be it in material or style.
Personality:
Malandra is most known in the Empire for her fury. Though she always appears calm and dignified on the outside, her rage is something that strikes easily and that she can’t control, and it has led her to do things that she often regrets. Usually, to vent her fury, she does such terrible things as throwing herself onto her ‘experiments’- human beings that she uses to test the meanings of pain and death. She violates them both physically and mentally before killing them, and has more often than not found herself eating them alive, as well, although she often does so consciously, believing that it will preserve her own beauty. Usually, she continues to rip and tear her victims long after they’re dead, and only after she is satisfied by the ruins she creates does she calm down and become almost sane again. When the situation calls to hold her temper, at least until she can vent it in private, Malandra’s voice is tight and cold, and her eyes flash.
Malandra believes in a power called Flesh, which she believes is the answer to human life. She believes it to be what causes pain and death, and that it is just as important to magic and education as anything else in the world. Because she is the first person to have ‘discovered’ it, Malandra believes it is her duty to study it until she can bring forth enough proof to prove her discovery to the ignorant world. In her opinion, humans are the race of the future, and all the others are devil-spawn. And so, Malandra has obsessed herself with death and pain, both of which she considers to be the most beautiful things in the world. Those that she kills in her fits of rage are studied for hours afterwards, so she can learn how long it took for them to die (since she often can’t remember anything about the episode) and what exactly killed them. Her ‘experiments’ are kept in Galbatorix’s palace, locked in the basement that she uses as a dungeon. There, she studies different levels of pain on different types of people. For instance, she would note the differences between how a man would handle having his arm ripped off as opposed to a woman, or a child to an elder. She tosses her failed experiments in a small room on the second floor, and keeps the strongest ones alive through magical healing, as well as cutting off any chance her experiments have of suicide. All of her experiments are people who have either upset Galbatorix or fallen under the spell of her charms.
Based on these extreme aspects of her personality, Malandra cannot be called the sanest person in the world. Intriguingly, however, she actually has very powerful views on madness. She is constantly searching for the real, deep meanings of pain, and considers herself to be the one sane person in a world gone crazy. She will spend hours rocking over the emotional feelings of a pregnant woman whose fetus she has removed, or of a man whose body has given up on him during one of her more intense torture methods. She is a writer, constantly searching for the deeper meanings of the world, and this makes her a very emotional, thoughtful person when she is experimenting with her subjects. And, as much as she doesn’t like it, Malandra is often called by Galbatorix to do his bidding outside of her little dungeon. Outside, among people that are not her test subjects, Malandra is politely rude, but carries a flirtatious air that has men coming back to the dungeons more often than not. Malandra is very conceited about her beauty, and considers herself the most perfect thing on the planet- however, her confidence can oddly be easily ruptured. Therefore, if she sees a woman she thinks is more beautiful than she is, Malandra often chooses to dispose of her through violent methods.
History:
Malandra Ramakrishna was actually born as Lucrezia Rosabella, the youngest daughter of the King of the small city-state of Strelitzia near Surda. At that point, Strelitzia was terribly weakened by the Empire, and Galbatorix took over soon after Lucrezia’s birth, burning down the entire city. Lucrezia and her nursemaid were found the only survivors. As the people began to pick themselves up, a general of Strelitzia thought Lucrezia to be useful to the country’s future, and she was packed up to be raised by some nobles in Belatona at the age of three. There, Lucrezia grew like a weed, but felt oddly detached from the world.
When she was sixteen, a servant boy who was attracted to Lucrezia, named Jiro, urged her to run off with him. Out of sheer despair and loneliness, she went, and they fled to Furnost. Lucrezia fell in love with Jiro, and he with her, although while he loved her truly she only wanted him for pleasure. As they toiled in a slum in the small town, Lucrezia grew more and more distant from Jiro, and he continued to pursue her more and more strongly, wishing to marry her and settle down to own a farm. Once again, she became depressed and lonely. She began to look for money from the drunkards at the town inn to get out of Furnost.
Four years after fleeing Belatona, one of these men, a thief called Deonte, caught Lucrezia’s eye simply because he was so beautiful. He was similarly attracted to her, and, after several nights together, he persuaded her to leave the town and come with him to the city of Urû’baen, to assist him in some of his escapades. Lucrezia left with him immediately the next morning, not even saying goodbye to Jiro. She never saw the serving boy again.
At the capital city, Lucrezia and Deonte pillaged manors and the castle alike. Now it was Lucrezia who was having her heart broken by someone who only loved her appearance, but she continued to stay by Deonte’s side simply because she was sure she could somehow make him love her as she loved him. However, she never got to see that happen, as three years later, Lucrezia bungled one of their missions in a high-profile inn for merchants. She accidentally woke one of the merchant guards by breaking the vase she had been pushing out of the way, and as the soldiers swarmed in, Deonte was knocked down by an arrow and Lucrezia arrested.
Shoved into the castle dungeons, Lucrezia once again worked the magic of her charms, and, instead of being executed, was made a servant to Galbatorix for life. Finding she had somewhat of a skill with herbs and magic, she trained under one of the lower magicians as a healer for several years. She grew to be one of the most gifted Healers in the palace. She pursued the arts of the human body, to further understand their mysteries, but it was this intense research that led to her once again becoming morbidly depressed. She wanted more. Lucrezia was obsessed with flesh, and those that she was supposed to be healing began to die. First only a few, and then many, until all that Lucrezia was sent to heal died a violent death under her hands. Healing was no longer in her interest, but instead the beauty of death, of how death could be achieved, and of the reactions lesser humans showed to different forms of pain. To congratulate herself for her work, she renamed herself Malandra when she married another magician of Galbatorix’s, Nagendra Ramakrishna.
Naturally, though, her practice was soon found out by the other magicians, and Malandra was brought to Galbatorix himself. She tried to explain the being of Flesh; that it was an element just as the others were, and the complete sanity of her work, and Galbatorix, though finding her completely insane, got an idea. He put Malandra to work as his chief torturer, and there Malandra learned the secrets of science, and decided that it could beat off even magic. After many years of deft experimentation and much praise from her husband and Galbatorix, Malandra discovered the ability to mute pain completely. She created undead soldiers, soldiers that could neither feel pain nor die from the most excruciating of wounds. They were immediately loosed upon the Varden, and Malandra became one of the chief sorceresses in Galbatorix’s service.
Other:
Creator of the undead soldiers. I gotz permission from Angmor.
