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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2017 11:56 pm
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⚹ A R T A M A N I A ⚹
HUNTSMAN FILE . HUNTSMAN FILE . HUNTSMAN FILE . HUNTSMAN FILE
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⚹ ( HUNSTMAN BIOGRAPHY ⋮ )
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Screaming at the top of our lungs
On the grounds where we feel safe
After the world had descended into complete chaos, the world of Remnant had become nothing but a bitter wasteland to those that remained alive after the torment the Grimm had inflicted upon the world. The cities and towns that stood as the symbols of humanity and their climb from being lowly nothings to tech powered predators of the Grimm became sad crumbling ruins of what once was. The little that was untouched thanks to hunstman and civilians a like seemed to be dismal in comparison to the once great cities such as Atlas, Beacon and Haven. Humanity seemed to be on it's last legs, even the Grimm seemed to almost have pity for the beings that they trampled into the dust. Still humanity proved that it could rise from the ashes as small settlements popped up among the rampant wilderness that reclaimed many of the cities. The story starts rather simple, a young couple, a huntsman and huntress who had survived the destruction were fleeing towards Atlas where they had heard that a settlement had popped up and reclaimed the buildings. A trap they were completely unaware of. The couple were not famous of name, nor were they even well known huntsman, no they were simplistic in nature. Common folk. Their child however wasn't nearly as common, possessing traits that many thought had faded out after the fall of a previously powerful family. Whether it was true or not remained to be seen. Especially considering the fact that the young couple had fallen victim to the trap at the settlement in Atlas.
Bandits had claimed the surrounding area of Atlas, sending out people from their clan to bring unsuspecting prey towards the ruins. The young couple became quick and decisive victims to them, dying on a road they thought would be to a better life. The child however was taken in, of course they wouldn't pass up such a valuable tool. Another pawn to send out and bring back more victims, though many didn't appreciate the extra mouth to feed. Ritzkuni was the name given to her, though her last name came from her fallen parents, a joking reminder among the clan that she was nothing but a disgusting commoner. She was raised among the thieves and murderers, though not truly trained by them. The beginning of Ritz's life was mostly hardship, constantly treated like a hostage, a useless waste of space, severe amounts of animosity and given a true sense of her not belonging there. Lower then the dirt and sometimes treated as such, the bandit life was not a way of equals but of shedding blood to get ahead. The young lass was not fit for it at first, but growing in such a cold and unforgiving place forced her to learn how to defend and provide for herself. At the age of eight she had left the main camp of the bandit clan and lived on the far outskirts, creating a small campsite for herself. Not at all raised to rely on others she had to pick up hunting, killing and cooking to keep herself going especially if it meant fighting for her life. Sadly the bandits would never give her such peace, often enough she'd return to her camping site constantly ransacked and her items stolen. Ritz got sick of it and started to steal her stuff back from the others, she got caught, frequently. The bandits would have normally killed her, but it was almost cute to them to watch her struggle so hard at such a young age. They were a little easier on her, beating the living s**t out of her ti'll she could barely move when she got caught.
Learning came quickly after awhile, picking up various skills from cooking, stealing and hunting. When Ritz had proven herself capable of fending off the other bandits from her camp they made her move back. Deciding it was time she become useful to them they did start to train her, in the most spartan esque way one can think of. Broken bones weren't uncommon for her, ever. Twelve years old and constantly being beaten senseless ti'll she learned how to fight back, this is the time that she met a man she wasn't expecting. Otobek, a man who had insisted on joining their clan for protection, in exchange for his skills in craftsmanship. He wasn't elderly by any means, he was a fairly young man with immense knowledge for someone his age. He was definitely a common person, like the ones Ritz had been taught to mutilate and kill for survival. He was kind to her and everyone else, it tended to earn him growls and vicious glares, though he continuously tried to reach out to her. Almost like he wanted to be fatherly to her. She despised him for a long time, especially when he watched her train, pointing out various flaws in her fighting and offering advice. At first she was extremely stubborn to listen to this man's words, but it only took constant perseverance from him to finally force her to open up a little. Accepting his pointers and learning from mass amounts of mistakes, by the time half a year had passed and she had become thirteen years old she had started to trust Otobek to teach her essential things she needed to know. Ritz had gone as far as taking an interest in learning his trade and soon was undergoing training to be as skilled as him in crafting. Through her efforts she soon did discover how to create weapons and armor, though she lacked some of the muscle to do the work she slowly built it up.
The day the bandit clan had fallen was a day she hadn't expected, Otobek had called her out that day, finally eighteen he had promised to take her hunting for ores. Unbeknownst to her the clan would be raided and slaughtered for their years of crime, she had returned with him that day to a burned down camp. Otobek had merely whistled in awe, not at all shocked, Ritz however had been completely confused by the development. She felt no sadness or loss, just anger that something like this had even occurred, they were doing fine, but to have all their work wiped out in the span of a day was...ridiculous. Turning her anger on her mentor as he proceeded to explain what had happened, he had been a spy for a very long time. They were supposed to have eliminated the camp a long time ago, but he had held off for her sake, wanting to see if she was worth saving. She had been as it had been made clear by her severe amount of progression despite her obstacles. Ritz would have denied feeling betrayal and sadness, but she had been severely hurt by Otobek lying to her for years, it felt like a sick joke.
Otobek proceeded to haul her back to the MEIS where he had been sending messages to. The people who had ransacked the camp met up with him and congratulated him as well as tried to get friendly with Ritz, having experienced such mental shock she retreated in on herself and honestly hit a point of crazy. Hatred for the human race had swelled in her since she was a child, but Otobek had staved it off with his false kindness, only to force it back to the forefront of her mind. More than anything, Ritz wanted the world to burn and she wanted a front row seat. Otobek had been light, but he was truly the caster of shadows in her eyes, she decided that she wouldn't truly help his cause and thinks of constantly breaking down what he figured was his salvation. The academy was something he wanted to thrive, she wanted to watch it crumble and fall into pieces. Ritz wanted the world to return to the grimm and the wild once again.
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Noble Negative J3T Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2017 6:39 pm
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