Accalia Rizal

Details

Waist-length hair, worn in braids with gold cuffs.
Gold industrial piercing in her right ear.
Lighting scar across her entire back.
Small scar on her left cheek, claw scar on her right arm.

|| Stubborn || Curious || Hard working || Judgemental || Direct || Impatient ||

ESTP, the Entrepreneur

Transforms into a bipedal wolf-like creature during the night of each full moon. It has mostly black fur, with a ridge of longer fur going from the top of her head to the middle of her back. The ends of this fur are silver-grey in color. These ridges are also found on her cheeks, chest, lower arms, and lower legs.

"Acca bestond. Ze was cool. Lekker wapens maken hameren aanbeeld lekker slaan. Cam is raar." - Jules 06-07-2022

The second child of the main branch of the Rizal family. A partial failure from the day she was born. Instead of silver, her hair was black. But they still had hopes for the child. Hopes that she would have divination magic, unlike her sister. Those hopes soon vanished as the child did not seem to possess any magic at all. A second failure. This time even worse than the first one. Another child not worth being given any attention other than proper upbringing. All for the sake of marrying her off to some rich family one day.

Young Accalia was never a fan of the place she grew up in. Her parents didn't care about her, all she had to do was boring lessons and the only person she could talk to was her older sister. So she quickly discovered the art of sneaking out and walking around in the city. The older she got, the better at it she became, and the more often she did it. One evening, after a fight with her parents, she left to explore the city again. Climbing a tall building despite the storm that was raging. A bad idea, as she got struck by lightning. She managed to survive with a large scar across her back to tell the tale. However, to her parents, this meant she lost her last bit of use. A scarred woman was not wanted in a marriage.

As soon as she got better, she set out to live on her own. Of course, she had no skill other than how to be ladylike. The only person who wanted to take her in as an apprentice was the local blacksmith. So that is what she did. For the next few years, she learned everything she could about the craft. Until the man decided it was time for her to set out. He taught her everything he could but there was still much to learn. She was still young, capable of traveling to other nations to learn new techniques. And so she did. She started traveling at the age of 25.

She visited Ashmoor, Xaila, and finally Lemuria to train under different blacksmiths. Learning techniques unique to their regions. She was very much capable of taking care of herself, or so she thought. One night, everything went wrong once again. Seeing a man wave around a sword like some sort of brute caused an argument. The argument caused them to become prey. A lycanthrope. Both got bitten but the creature was chased away before he could finish his meal. With each other's help, they both managed to survive the night. A promise was made. They wouldn't tell anyone about each other's secret in exchange for a contract. She would get the rights to create and sell her weapons to Lemuria.

However, once she returned to Ishgard, the blacksmith was gone. He apparently died a year prior, three years after she left. It took her about two years before she managed to restore the place. But at the age of 31, she opened her own blacksmith shop. Creating and selling all kinds of weaponry. In the past four years, her little shop grew in name and is now one of the most renowned blacksmithies in Ravaryn.