Born and raised in a small village in the Wastelands near Mahn-Tor Keep,
Aianik thrived in the hostile environment. Accustom to hard battles, she
learned from her father to unleash her fury and anger against her opponents
rather than holding back as so many fighters do. She had practiced and
trained in making her body strong and her skin thick through her skirmishes
and battles while hunting or fighting rival clans. When she was near
adulthood, one early morning as the sun was just beginning to rise, riders
charged into her camp. Wielding strong pikes and polearms, they drove them
deep into any minotaur they could find, yelling a battle cry "For Queen
Victoria!" She had been surrounded by a handful of the riders who had told
her "Swear fealty to the Light or die." This enraged her as never she had
before and went into a battle trance, grabbing the nearest pike from one of
the riders and swinging wildly until there was nothing but her and the blood
of those who slain most of her clan. From that day forward, she has made it
her personal quest to not allow those riders of Queen Victoria to continue
their quest for tyrannical domination over all.
Description:
A large beast with long, curved, charred horns and a flat snout stands before you. A black mane running down her back down to her waist, it is hardly kept but somehow seemingly in place. Her eyebrows are long and bushy, covering her deep-set red eyes. A brass ring is pierced through her nose and dust is stirred with each hard breath she lets out. Her teeth are large and flat and one is cracked down the middle.
