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-Demons are a strange race. Originally from Hell, demons are infamous for being slackers with potentially great power within them.
+Race: Oni
-When God died and Lucifer very shortly afterwards left on "vacation", demons were kind of left without much of a purpose. Yeah, they hadn't done much before, but man, the piles of nothing to do were just mounting up. So, over the last 150 years, they've slowly been making the migration up to midland.
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 Name: Amari
-A fairly common sight among the settled races of midland now, demons are much easier to get along with than angels. Demons understand the middle races much easier as most of them once were mortals too, and are typically quite drywitted and funny. Demons as a whole are found almost everywhere in Midland, as no actual civilisation or society exists among them.
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 Age: AN ONI'S AGE IS DETERMINED BY THE RINGS ON ITS HORN. The oldest Oni reaches about 30~35 years old before croaking of a heart attack.
-Demons are all basically unerringly attractive humans with grey, black, dark blue or dark red skintones. Spade tails and small horns on the forehead are common sights on demons, though not always there, and some demons even have hoofed feet (with female hoofed demons tending to appear to be walking on high heels constantly.) As far as the world knows, there's no such thing as an ugly demon.
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 Amari is eight, which for convenience sake we'll say about 25 in Oni years.
-Demons come with an innate bonus to their physical strength and are flame retardant.
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-Some demons, known as the Lords of Hell, possess incredible and immense power, but so far have not seen fit to use it.
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-Race:
+Appearance: Amari is a large woman. A VERY, VEERY Large woman. She stands a little over 8 feet tall, with a surprisingly humanoid appearance save for the razor sharp STEAK KNIVES of teeth and a set of horns sprouting from the left side of her head, which perk from her unkempt, dark red hair. Her eyes are a dull yellow, and almost always half-lidded with perpetual laziness. Her fingers and toes are pretty much large claws, and her skin is slightly tinged red.
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-Time since leaving hell:
+Backstory: Amari has a reaaalllly hard time remembering most of her own story. Not because she's an amnesiac or anything, but rather, because she has a hard time deeming anything valuable worth reminiscing about.
-Appearance:
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-Backstory:
+BUT IF YOU MUST KNOW: Amari was born in a fucking cave. It wasn't exactly the best living experience and certainly not something she'd care to remember. Like most of her race she aged and learned FAST, and by the time she was three years old she already possessed the mind of an 18 year old. This was around the time that her parents had ended up leaving the cave and leaving her ass to make a living on her own.
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-Magical affinity (if any):
+A living based around wreaking havoc on the poor locals. Most of the pranks were pretty harmless, kidnapping livestock, scaring children, and the occasional act of outright eating the animals. Sometimes she'd actually get a few guards here and there, but then she'd just scare them off by knocking them unconscious. Then burned the guard tower down. After that mess, the town basically just paid tribute to the girl, which, funnily enough, bored her to death.
 
 Amari decided it was time to move the hell out of this boring, TAVERNLESS (the discovery of her first tavern is a story on its own) town and from then on basically just adventured across the globe to one day satiate her wanderlust. Hopefully the little job she found would help that!
 
 
 Equipment: Giant ass Kanabo, Kimono/underclothing
 
 Magical affinity (if any): Fire
 
 MEGA PUNCH/KICK/HEADBUTT/ETC.: Amari can apply flame to any part of her body. While she can do just a normal fiery attack, she can also create a large fiery explosion around the contact zone.
 
 Fire Nova: Creates a fiery explosion centered around Amari's body.
 
 Flamebreath: Amari's only real ranged attack. Kind of self explanatory.
 
 Flame pillar: CAN I STOP EXPLAINING SIMPLE SPELLS.