Rianya

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Rianya's set of Impervium armor, courtesy of the Vanguard.
Rianya
Player: @tobris
Origin: Magic
Archetype: Scrapper
Security Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: Rianya
Known Aliases: None
Species: Human
Age: Unknown
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: Confidential
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Biographical Data
Nationality: Confidential
Occupation: Hero; Guardian
Place of Birth: Unknown
Base of Operations: Unknown
Marital Status: Confidential
Known Relatives: Confidential
Known Powers
Dual Blades, Willpower, Flight
Known Abilities
Confidential
Equipment
The Pendant of Secrutis
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Contents

Humble Beginnings

Rianya was born in a small village in Tibet. Her tribe of people were lead by a man known simply as 'The Ancient One.' From a very young age she was trained in the martial arts, swordsmanship and meditation. It quickly became apparent that Rianya was not a typical villager of the tribe of the Ancient One, she was special. When she picked up any sort of blades, it was as though they became part of her, and combat was an exquisite dance performed to perfection. During meditation others would say that Rianya was glowing with light. After decades of training Rianya was able to focus her meditation into a conscious state, enabling her to regenerate woulds more quickly, react faster to her opponents, and become more resilient to the attacks of others.

Destiny Lies in Paragon City

Rianya was awoken in the dead of night by screaming and the sounds of battle. She quickly threw on her garbs and ran out to see what was happening. It was the Circle of Thorns, they'd come for the secrets of the Ancient One. Rianya was his apprentice and bodyguard now, she knew where to find him. She began fighting her way through the waves of Circle demons and pawns to get to her mentor. "Man the Cicrle must really want something, they aren't holding anything back," she said laying a Hellfroast to rest at her feat. Demon after demon met their fate in a dance with Rianya. After what seemed like hours of fighting Rianya found herself at the temple where she knew her mentor, the Ancient One, would be. "Now, Ancient One, you will tell me the location of the pendant," Rianya heard as she searched the temple. Hearing this Rianya began to run as fast as she possibly could searching room by room for her mentor and the leader of her people. Her feet barely touched the ground now as she runs to find her mentor. She comes upon a terrifying scene, the Ancient One in the grasp of an evil Circle mage. In one swift fluid motion Rianya draws her swords and charges at the mage only to be caught in his trap as well. "I will deal with you later child. Your Ancient One and I have some business to finish," the mage said with a smirk. "Where were we, ah yes, you were about to tell me where you've hidden the Pendant of Secrets." "That is a secret I will take to my grave, Daristis." "Perhaps a little... persuasion is in order." The Ancient One is struck by the sound of Rianya's screams as Daristis tightens the bonds which hold her. "Let her go! I'm the one you're here for." Daristis laughs, "Tell me where the Pendant is and I'll let her go." "Ancient One! Don't tell him! I'm fine!" "Silence child!" Daristis tightens Rianya's bonds even further. "Stop! Stop. I beg you to stop, I'll tell you what you want to know..." "Ancient One don't!" "Ah finally. You see that wasn't so hard was it? Now tell me, where is the Pendant of Secrets?" The Ancient One looks to Rianya, "Let her go first. Rianya do not interfere." "But, Ancient..." "No young Rianya your lies elsewhere." "Enough of this, tell me where the pendant is!" Daristis shouts as he releases the bonds from Rianya and she slumps to the ground. "Behind the waterfall... in a room of light..." "Good, I knew you'd come around, although sadly we must now part ways Ancient One, as you've exhausted your usefulness." Daristis curses the Ancient with bonds that slowly tighten around him, before flying away towards the waterfall. "Ancient! I must help you! We must stop him!" "No child, you must stop him. You have the power within you. I am old and weak, I've served my purpose, but in you lies a great strength that is awakening. That strength will lead you to victory over him, after which you must take the Pendant and leave this place." Rianya looks speechlessly at the Ancient, "Go child! There is nothing you can do for me, but you can do everything to stop Daristis!" (( To be finished ))

Arrival in Paragon City

((To be started))


Flower Knight, "Flower Knight I presume, let me get you out of there." "Thanks, who are you?" "Rianya, Coyote asked me to lend you a hand." "Well thank you for that, but I haven't seen you around the city before, are you new?" "You could say that..." "Oh! Well let me take you to Atlas Park, and we'll get you registered, and you can meet Ms Liberty!" `She's awful cheery...` "Ok then, what about these thug...s..." Flower Knight is already down the hall and waiting at the elevator. `...awfully forgetful too`

The Galacto-Rangers

Journal Entry

I've become acquainted with my new home, and am slowly relearning how to utilize my abilities, but today while on patrol in Faultline I met a hero by the name of Twilight Protector. He is somewhat strange, a human child with a trapped `Nictus` personality. He introduced me to his group... The Galacto-Rangers, and one of their higher ups named Human Flashbulb, a curious man who appears to be able to control light. He invited me to join them in their fight against the evils of Paragon, and for reasons I could not control at the time I said yes. Is this some sort of destiny? Are the Fates playing with my strings? Well, regardless, he gave me a communication device which he called the "Galacto-Comm," some strange people talk on it occasionally, though sometimes I do not understand their language. They are nice people, helpful, if only some of them could control their tempers. Well, time to go clean up some failed Crey experiment.

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