[i]"...Mercy...will not be provided today, my fellow Undead." -A quote spoken by Anri, to a rather terrified Undead. Name - Anri Alias(s) - Lord of Hollows, Anne, Anri of Astora Gender - Female Age - 35 Sexuality - Asexual (Currently) Physical Appearance - 5'8, extremely thin as if malnourished. Short, dirty blonde hair. Hollowed. Her once smooth, slightly tanned skin is ragged and aged, her eyes disturbingly soulless, though a small tint of maroon remains within them. A massive burn is present in her stomach region.[/i] Bio: [spoiler]Anri had failed. She was slowly losing her grip on the world, her mind slowly withering away. She was depressed. She couldn't handle the stress. The pain. She had always relied on Vio to calm her, but Vio was gone, and Anri was alone. Until, of course, her old tutor came. Yuria. The blade of the Sable Church, had found her previous student at her weakest. Cold, starved and alone. Just the way that Yuria wanted to find her, to the tell the dark, honest truth. The Sable adopted Anri, for the plan that she had set up long ago had finally gone into motion. She would turn Anri into a worthy heir of the flame. A true Lord. A Lord of Hollows, to lead the nation of Londor to its well-deserved glory. And thus...Anri had begun her training once more. She would master utilizing blades and spears and even some forms of magic, and became well known among the survivors of the land of Lothric as both a beacon of hope and a murderer of many, for Anri had begun to crave the humanity and the souls of those she had slain, tearing both from her enemy's bodies for strength and so that she would remain human. But alas...the time came when even the humanity of those she had slain would not stop the process of Hollowing. Her very mind began to rot away. Anri was becoming more and more husk-like, her very skin becoming old and weathered, her eyes dull and soulless. How ironic, for she was once a vessel for souls. A proud and sane warrior, slowly turning mad. And Yuria? Yuria enjoyed it. The plan was working magnificently. It was time. It was time for her Lord to become a true ruler. A god. The Sable led her once kind and loving student to the Kiln of the First Flame, forcing Anri to shove the very flame into her own body, marking her as the proper Lord of Hollows. The event scarred Anri for life, leaving a massive scorch in her stomach for the remainder of her life, never fading away. Yuria only benefitted from the event, leaving Anri at the Kiln alone. She would meet her in Londor, where the rebirth of the nation would begin. Except Anri never arrived. She had stayed at the Kiln, drawn to the flame that had kept the world alive for hundreds, if not thousands, of years. She was one with it. She had the power of Gwyn, the skill of the Abyss Watchers, the knowledge of Aldrich, and the strength of Yhorm. She would be no "Lord". She would do good with her newfound power, not just benefit one nation. Anri decided. She would return to where she truly began. And she knew Yuria would follow, seeking out her "Lord". She would did that Lord, alright. And she will face her wrath. [/spoiler] [i]Equipment - Modified Firelink Set Link for armor. A set of light yet fairly durable hardened steel, carbon, ceramic, and kevlar armor, alongside a red cloth that embers consistently rise from. The armor has an extreme resistance to fire. Firelink Greatsword The weapon has 5 forms in total: LINK FOR WEAPON: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/212772304/0/0/1 Personality - Quiet, kind and loving. She's afraid of those that seek to become too close, for she believes she could hurt them in the future. Rather dark, however, for she craves the souls of the dead, to seek some sort of relief from their power.[/i]