Figures it was time for a picture of Tamasi's adopted daughter. *cracks knuckles*
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Name: Vristi Mihir
Nickname: Goldie or Little Bit
Age: 8
Gender: Female
Race: Naga
Skin tone:[b] Dark tan
[b]Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Blue
Scales: Golden scales, underbelly is ivory.

FAMILY
Father: Tiamar, The Blazing Light - Alive
Adopted Father: ???
Mother: Peryna Yializ - Deceased
Adoptive Mother: Tamasi 'Thorn' Mihir
Siblings: None

RELATIONSHIP
Status: Single
Mate: N/A
Sexuality: -
Children: None
Name: N/A

PERSONALITY
Vristi is like any eight year old girl. She's carefree, happy, and curious to near annoyance. She's playful child who doesn't understand the powers she was born with, why she has to be covered completely in villages or not allowed entrance, nor does she understand why so many want her captured or destroyed. She is naive and trusting, not knowing of the evils of the world but her mind is slowly beginning to catch on.

BACKGROUND
Vristi is the Child of Fate, the one given the ability to decide the fate of the world and its occupants. If she deems them unworthy, her will alone would crush the material world to nothing. However, if she finds the world worth it, that there is more good within it, she could send the mortal realm to an almost heavenly state of nirvana.
Her spirit and powers were born of the Ten gods, and Tiamar, the Naga/ Serpents main god, descended to the mortal plane. He mated with the daughter of a High Priest, impregnating her. However, with a heavy heart, his last words to Vristi's mother were, 'Live these months well, for you birthing bed shall be your deathbed.'
The Dream Ascendant, Morgeth, had given Peryna horrendous nightmares, whispering the world's doom should this child live. Terrified and having already begun to despise the baby for ending her life too soon, Peryna fled from her comfortable home. She was deep in the woods when she began her labor pains, and within the early morning hours, gave brith to a nagling who shimmered and glowed like her sire.
Peryna begged for forgiveness, hearing hunting dogs howling in the distance. Her lifeforce fading, and soon will her daughter's. Her last vision being the sight of a dark scaled Nagi slipping out into the clearing.
Vristi was taken by a than seventeen year old, Tamasi who raised her as her own. She remained moving with her new family, a nomadic Naga tribe until Tiamar confronted them, with a warning that Morgeth and Axeroth have been spreading only half of Vristi's legend, terrifying the masses and causing many to hunt for her.
So now, her family and close friends and allies must fight against the legion of Mythics and humans, even the gods themselves in order to protect the child, who will decide the end of their world.
Vristi, as she grows up becomes known as Eleventh Goddess. Vristi Ophiuchus, The Radiant One.
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I should get her older teen/young adult picture up soon. XD

Vristi, concept, and art (C) to  DarkWaltz