Name: Lilija
Gender: Female
Species: Kuros
Breed: Fiosioc Ghost
Element: Ice
Age: 16 (at death)
Role: Bakery employee (family owned)
Nationality: Kurosia
Relations: N/A
Personality: bubbly, optimistic, intuitive, loyal and cunning
Backstory: Lilija was born to two Fiosioc parents having gained the rights to rear a child from the Mahourian priest and priestesses and spent most of her young life working in the family bakery in the kingdom of Kurosia. Like many Fiosioc she was a pitiful fighter, but being the naturally cheerful dragoness that she was, this bothered her little. She felt that her work at the Bakery helped progress the more cultural side of her people, helping her people to bond and work together over simple things. However, she was far from naïve, as she had this perceptive part of herself that allowed her to see other’s true nature, and this further allowed her to be able to get out of tough situations, and even, to a lesser degree, manipulate others to do her bidding as she seemed so innocent; though she preferred not to manipulate others too often, as she disliked it, seeing it as below her and weak. However, this skill wouldn’t do much for her when King Kurogh brought in the strange and powerful dragon Malefore. She was scared of the purple beast, there was something sinister about him that others didn’t see, some did, but it mattered little as many blindly followed their King, believing Malefore would lead them to greatness. Lilija doubted her king, silently as not to be brandished a traitor, and preferably looked to her Queen for true guidance, glad to see that Queen Feuriah was wary of the purple dragon as well, but Lilija’s insight wouldn’t prepare her however, when all her people would be slaughtered before her. After that she remembers little, but Lilija did in fact perish during the fall.
Like many of those killed during the fall of Kurosia, she was unable to move on without the God Bhailiu to lead her soul to the veil. She has since wandered the fallen kingdom as a lost spirit. Often times she still believes that she is alive and reacts her daily routines, when doing so she looks like she did when was alive, however sometimes she can become aware of the fact that she is dead and become distressed as she tries to find help from anyone. During her states of awareness she can carry on a conversation with a living being for a while, but she doesn’t remember quite how she died. Sometimes she becomes startled when she realizes that she is dead, and becomes hostile like many other spirits in Kurosia. She reveals her ghostly specter form with icy eyes, and cold mist wiping around her form that sends chills through the living. In this form she attacks any living creature close by with her vicious icy attacks. After a while she calms back down and the cycle continues for as long as she remains a lost spirit, sporadically switching between these three states of mind since the fall. She is forever trapped along with the others.
I hope I submitted this correctly, I guess we’ll see. I did a kurobab after stalking this blog for a while and decided that it was time for me to make one. I hope you like it! ^^
You know, it always breaks my heart to read stories of fankuros that died. Even tho it’s like, my fault in the first place (or Malefors….still!). It’s heartrenching and so many of yalls stories end up making me tear up like a wee babi. Well, I definitely did with this one too.
There is so much thought put into this bab that it blows me away. When anyone puts so much thought into their kurobabs it stuns me and makes me feel so inspired by yall. This bab… is bootyful. The story of her really punched me in the heart and I love it. She’s purdy to boot! Thank you so very, very much for putting this much time and effort into this babi!!!!
~Weird Hyenas, Mod
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