Chardis Realm - Sonja Letoria

Going a bit more for the fantasy wooo~ I like many of my OCs in Bleach and such, and thought why not use them for my own projects and not only in fandom? So a few of my Bleach OCs and such will likely be found in Chardis Realm and other projects and works I do.

So first up is Samuke Sonja, here as Sonja Letoria. c: She is much the same as in Bleach personal wise, though ofc some changes in cloth design and story for her. Ofc she keep her big ass sword. :'D Though it is a bit changed, as it is can be parted in two shorter pieces, and all swords is kept in the large box on her back (a clever and well built box by the genius gnome Sinne Sharpnose), which can pretty much assemble and launch away the swords as she needs them.

Notorious different is that she is part of an order, called Netoriah's Imperiolami, as the only existing member at this point.

Netoriah Imperiolami (Info is rather short and messy, still under progress c: )
Created for over 5000 years ago, is the Netoriah Imperiolami one of the oldest still known and existing groups in Chardis. Their name comes from Netoriah, the first known Blademaster that formed the group, and Imperiolami, that is an old Eosit word for Masters of Blades. Netoriah gathered his 11 pupils, the brightest and most skilled blademasters in the world. They became the twelve blades on the blue sky, forming a sun of swords.
On the top is the red blade; The Kings Blade, representing the Netoriah that would follow. He or she would be the lore-master, keeping the records of the order. All battles, all challenges, pupils and techniques. A Netoriah is picking his own pupil and the one that will follow his path, and thus also inherit the Kings Blade.

Each member of the order must at all times show their heraldic. Because the members in the order is only there as long their skills allow them, because as soon they are defeated in a battle or challenge, those defeating them pick up the emblem. 
Thus they always show their heraldic; in pride as well letting all know, that those that want to challenge them can find them. 
This make it impossible for a master to choose his descendants, as they give over their blade to next one that defeats them. However, each master do take a pupil, that will learn from them, as well take up if they die in a way there is no one to pick up their blade. 

Netoriah Imperiolami doesn’t serve anyone, as they only seek for enlighten and enhance their skills even more, and never walk into any kind of politics or war; only to fight the strongest and most skillful opponent. 
There isn’t any real leader of the order, the Netoriah act more as a guide of knowledge than a leader and can’t order anyone. However, his or hers words are highly regarded of the other members, and they are wise to listen when spoken too. 
Each member in the order, have all unique blades that is going from master to master. Thus all 12 have blades that is over 5000 years old, and isn’t any regular blades. Though no blade is as powerful as the King Blade, though it never been seen in battle for centuries, as the last Netoriah to act in a challenge was for over 2000 years ago.

Though that changed as one man single-handedly challenged and killed each and everyone of Netoriah Imperiolami 20 years ago. Even when he had won, did he slay them all, one by one, seeking them out. Anyone that didn’t gave him a challenge as he hoped for, would he kill as they don’t deserve to live in his mind.
The last Netoriah, fought the man, a battle lasting for nearly a day on the sea of grass in the Empire. But in the end, the Netoriah wasn’t strong enough, and her head would roll on the field. 
The man took the Kings Blade, and left a destroyed Netoriah Imperiolami. 
The now dead Netoriah had a daughter, Sonja, a strong and talented little swordsman even at her mere 10 years. Seeing her mother die, did she shockingly and in anger take her trainings swords and attacked the man. A swift moment and she was laying in the grass, blood gushing from the wound over her eye, getting spit on her crying face as the man walked on. Left was the girl, crying in pain and suffered in loneliness at her mother’s cold body. 

Her father, the sorrowful blacksmith Thurm, took care of her as much as he could, but in the end was the loss of his wife too much, and would 5 years drown as he fell out of a boat drunk, drinking all his time and dying by it. 
Left was Sonja with her old blades; with nothing left did she leave the village and the home that was in ruins. She swore to herself that she would find each of the 12 blades, as well the man that killed her mother. Over nearly 15 have she found 11 of them; because the man didn’t care for those blades and they ended up in others hands. Left is the Kings Blade and the man wielding it. Sonja has grown stronger and is at that point the only Netoriah Imperiolami in existence. 

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A bit messy, but main ideas that will be worked out from it all ~ c:

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