Felicia
Felicia Koreza Vec'Hellebora
"Contrary to what you may believe, stiff, you're not the only person with amnesia here. Which means you're stepping on my fuckin' act pal."Felicia is the Circus's pyrotechnician and emcee, hailing from Jannia in the Ingenious Isles, and is the Circus's pyrotechnician and emcee by virtue of sheer stage presence. Able to multitask due to truly masterful custom wiring of her timers, switches and fuses to her generous prosthetics. The woman is nothing short of a mechanical genius, if only because she didn't have much of a choice. She's a Rivetghoul a mortal who relies on invasive alchemic prosthetics for everyday life. Felicia's set of so-called "chrome" is especially severe, making her look like a golem or mannequin even under close examination.
This makes even her species difficult to pin down, made more complicated by the fact that she's also a Cambion with a highly aggressive form of Cambionisis that fossilized large parts of her soft tissues before having to be amputated or excised in generous chunks. It's no longer progressive (if her thirst is slaked, anyway), but the treatment's as much an ordeal as the disease, and requires constant adjustment and vigilance, which was most of Felicia's childhood. According to Czeska it was likely a preexisting infection, and the ghastly process of Rivetghoul Installation at an accelerated timescale can cause memory fogging from trauma alone. Felicia doesn't have any robust memories beyond her early teens, at a point where she was already mostly metal. But there are organs, including a Mortal brain and a measurable Pneuma in there, fairly incontrovertible evidence that she was born, not built or reanimated. However, her augments are highly customized and combine elements of Din and Fey anatomy- which costs a damn fortune-- and, if they're based on her parentage makes her what's referred to as a Sidhe (pronounced "Shee"), an uncommon hybrid of Fey and Water-Clan Din, famously prone to bizarre and severe health problems. The shoe fits Felicia's profile, at the very least. Or probably did, y'know, back when she had feet. Nobody in the Long Faire Night can be considered truly stable, but Felicia's fucking unhinged and nihilistic. It's nothing she hasn't put a great deal of thought into or reasoned through, and regular checks with her peers ensure she's in at least tangential contact with reality. The woman has had nothing if not a lot of time laid up to read and think during regular maintenance and modifications, leading to an early and abiding love for chemistry and engineering that ultimately lead to her miserable job as a fireworks vendor to handle the monstrous medical debt she got saddled with upon hitting the Dinnish age of majority, 20. The fact that she skipped out on her bill, however, makes it difficult for her to find any honest work, and even if she could, and Czeska does her maintenance at cost, despite complaining the whole time. Despite preferring demolitions, she's arguably more responsible for making sure things don't blow up or over around the camp and caravan without invitation, which she's also quite good at. She does understand such things as "stakes" and "innocent life", and properly secured foundations, even if factoring in such matters seems to cause her damn near physical pain. ...She's a Coral cambion, so it actually just might.
Physical Description
Body Features
Being a Cambion, parts of Felicia's body are "fossilized" into Coral. She glazes paints them like her nails.
Species
Conditions
Ethnicity
Other Ethnicities/Cultures
Age
26
Children
Gender
female
Eyes
Heterochromic, Brown/Blue
Hair
Gray, Purple & Pink Ombre
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Eggshell. patches fossilized
Height
5'1"
Aligned Organization
