Description
Cedrella is a faerie elf. Her original parents, fearing the retaliation and the ongoing wars of factions from both ends, sends her into the human world in hopes of keeping her away from harm. They simply placed her in a bundle of straw on the doorstep and left without looking back. She grew up in a farmland with the now elderly couple and their 8 children. It was by no means an easy childhood but she was a hunter by nature (plus she could talk to plants and animals) and she grew up a relatively happy child. Cedrella loved quite fiercely, and she loved her family all the more (part of the reason why she chose to become a general, to protect them)
Now at the tender age of 24, she stands at a height of 5' (152cm), very tall considering her blood but she was always one to break expectations.
Cedrella is a general of an empire I haven't decided a name on. Known in the battlefield as the Dusk Faerie, she charms her opponents in a deadly dance, a disturbingly serene smile on her face, as she wields her axe.
Civilians describe her as a lively but subdued woman. More often than not seen in the pub merrily drinking with her fellow soldiers and patrons.
Her subordinates, however, describe her as a strict, patient, caring and a very effective teacher. She does not belittle, but she will resort to more painful means if you don't learn your place.
Lest you be an enemy in the battlefield, and be thankful that you do, else you may not have received the mercy of a quick painless death. The more vicious and perverted murderers and rapists do not get that chance. They will live the rest of their lives in constant cycle of torture and healing, never to see the light of day again.
She is an honest individual at heart and quite humble although she is not afraid of doing whatever means necessary (and certainly not above twisting the truth) to get what she wants.
She does not enjoy hurting others, as most liked to think. No. She has her own principles she follows. For one, she does not harm the innocent and does not distinguish between man, woman, or child. In her eyes, any being intentionally trying to harm another is without salvation, and any being who mutilates the very essence of a living being deserves not death but suffering.
What makes her quite frighteningly dangerous though, lies not in her reputation as a war general nor in her infamous extreme tendencies but in her ability to instill excruciating pain and a gripping fear whenever some idiot tries to either piss her off completely or harm her loved ones. You're as good as a walking corpse trapped in your own mind as you feel the sensations of torture, your screams never to be heard by anyone but your own