THE URSA

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-THE BLACK BEAR WOMAN.- who holds the reins of my desires if not my hands? my hands — my body's gate of tenderness; the tools of my wonders, be they violent or gentle, be they both.
exploring themes such as: grief, loss of self / of a love / of place, the paradox of womanhood, self-antithesis, & more.

carrd template by jaynedits.

MAKADE MAKWA

— and those whom i love have gone, and i remain, like a sword, alone.

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GENERAL.

-CHARACTER NAME.- makade makwa, or just mak.
-AGE.- 35 in arr, 42 by dawntrail.
-SEXUALITY / ROMANCE.- bisexual. widow.
-GENDER IDENTITY.- 2spirit / she, they, he.
-MENTAL HEALTH.- poor. ptsd, schizophrenia, and depression. prone to psychotic episodes.
-LOCATION.- roaming eorzea; typically travels between dravania and gridania.
-OCCUPATION.- former soldier of the eorzean alliance. now, a bounty hunter and farmer.
-NOTABLE FEATURES.- prosthetic left arm, steel grey eyes, bright red war paint fashioned after a bear's image.

TRIVIA.

-NAMEDAY.- 22nd day of the fourth astral moon.
-STAR SIGNS.- cancer sun, taurus moon, aries rising.
-AETHER ASPECT.- earth.
-PATRON DEITY(S).- halone / menphina.
-DOMINANT HAND.- neither; ambidextrous.
-SCARS.- listed here.

ABILITIES.

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CLASSES.

-DARK KNIGHT.- mak was trained in the old ways of the dark knights -- how to fight with nothing but a sword, no tricks or magicks to be found. they cannot manipulate their aether, after all... but, sometimes, the shadows of their body seem to flicker unnaturally.

-GUNBREAKER.- at their lover's insistence, mak has begun studying the art of the gunblade. though she's still a bit of an amateur, her prowess with the unruly weapon grows every day.

BORN DEEP IN THE DRAVANIAN FORELANDS, long before the seventh umbral calamity brings ruin and the neighboring fields of green become plains of snow, makade makwa calls the rolling hills and forests home. it's a dangerous life, caught between nidhogg's horde and ishgard's knights, but one full of light and love regardless. mak spends his young years weaving in and out of the brush, learning to rear chocobos, climbing the tall trees for a glimpse of the stars above the safety of the forest's canopy.
SIXTEEN YEARS OF PEACE is all she's given before things begin to change. that summer, tailfeather is razed by the dravanian horde, and mak is gravely burned after picking up a sword to slay a drake. her people attempt to rebuild, but with so much of their life wiped away so quickly, famine and sickness sweep through -- and without the aid of ishgard, many die to either the cold or the illness... including mak's mother. the following year, mak begins to see and hear what others can't, nearly driving him mad. it isn't until a mysterious man with a sword the size of his body takes her away from her home, comforting her only with the knowledge of how he knew her mother, how she suffered just as mak does, and how to wrest back control of herself.
THE DARK KNIGHT'S PATH is not an easy one, as she learns early on. the world is cold, and cruel, and unjust. she serves, she slaves, she slays, she saves -- an endless cycle of suffering, one mak never sees themselves rising out off... that is, until she meets a man with dark brown eyes and a smile bright enough to melt the coerthan snow. she runs from her mentor in pursuit of love, and finds herself adventuring with a small band of warriors intent on fending off the garlean empire. she has a daughter. she has a life. she has love.
THAT, TOO, IS TAKEN FROM HER. the garlean invasion of carteneau takes both her husband's life and her left arm, bestowing upon her the gaping hole left in his absence instead. loss cuts deep and grief only twists the knife further; after barely a month spent in intensive recovery, she returns home to dravania as a shell of herself. she's hardly fit to be a mother, moving through each day like a ghost... until she's finally despite their given relief to find one another, things are different. hard. the guilt of her husband's death sits between mak and her daughter like a canyon, with no way across.

other notes.

mak's first husband, galen, is dead. the two had been together for nearly two decades by the time he died. she's still grieving.
her daughter nita, however, is 15 years of age and can certainly be featured in scenes! the same goes for mak's older brother, ozhawi makwa -- nita is often in his care, and both will be referred to often.mak is schizophrenic. this comes up from time to time in writing; she often attributes it to the abyss as a dark knight and refers to it as her 'affliction', for lack of a better word. i won't shy away from this! it's important to both me and her.

CHARACTER TROPES.

INSPIRATIONS.

STYLE.

AESTHETIC.

A PRICE ON YOUR HEAD.

your character, for whatever reason, matches the description of a bounty mak was given, and she has come to track you down and claim her reward.

TAVERN TALES.

no one loves a chaotic night in the warmth of a tavern like mak ! join her in a dance, and see where the night takes you — for better or worse.

OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS.

your character is looking for a teacher, a mentor, a sparring partner. after either hearing of her prowess or seeing her in action,

OLD FRIENDS...?

the eorzean alliance was once host to thousands of soldiers and adventurers. whether your character fought alongside her or against her, mak seems surprised to see a familiar face — what emotion follows is subject to be explored.

FAMILY MATTERS.

your character is attending to business as usual in either gridania itself or the shroud when a young girl — no more than 15, it seems — bumps into them. they think nothing of it — until mak approaches them asking of her daughter's, nita's, whereabouts. it seems she's run off.

TIN CAN ARM.

your character might take interest in the machinations of mak's prosthetic arm, whether they might be interested in improving it, testing it, or simply the story behind it.

MUGEN RYU.

Brunhilda Armstrong.

TBA.