Ophelie

Ophèlie

Basic Information
Aliases	Oph Ophe
Species	Cervari (Gaur)
Pronouns	She/Her/Hers
Physical Information
Age	32 (Cervari) ?? (Human)
Height	6'6" (198cm)
Birthday	November 30th
Biographical Information
Homeworld	Velora
Group Affiliation	Unknown
Status	Alive
Magic/Abilities	Unknown
Relationships
Kin	None
Marital	None
Out-of-Character Information
Minecraft Username	Heliodorry
Discord Username	bixbiteberyl

"I detest strength alone to define your character. Your actions mattered more to me in that moment." — Ophèlie, in a conversation with a dehorned Cervari.

Ophelie (Ophèlie if you choose to use the accent mark,) is a Gaur-cow Cervari apart of Security on the Locus Astra Mission. She's on the mission with the desire to help others, with her ultimatum lying with combating her own conflicts in regards to her identity and belonging.

In absence of Security detail, she's often found committing to Farmhand work.

Appearance

Ophelie is a Chalcedony-gray colored Gaur Cervari, standing at 198 cm (6'6") in height, Ophelie also has great muscle mass thanks to her species and training. Most of her family describes her as being built like an icebox. Ophelie has taken to using a signature red shawl as a way to distinct herself amongst a crowd, using it's beaten up appearance to impose the action she has went through in regards to her own life. Besides her shawl, she keeps the rest of her appearance simple and easy to keep up. The only exception to this is her hair, which she allows to flow as a symbol of her own growth, she detests having short hair or intricate clothing otherwise.

Her appearance is in staunch opposition to how she presented fairly on Velora, as she wishes to have an outfit that doesn't leave her susceptible to loss.

History

Prior to Ophelie's time on the Locus Astra mission, she worked as hired and stand-in law enforcement for Cervari society and culture. When dehorning required someone, she was usually the one to go through with it if it was not done through mechanism or by self.

Early Life

Ophelie was born to a neutral-standing family on Velora. Her strength as a Gaur Cervari was comparible to that of other bull-bound species within the Kingdom, so even prior to her transition into a female, she knew her job was going to be enforcer-based. Because she lacked both merit and reputation in her homeworld, she filled in the spot for public de-horner when it came to public acts meant to instill terror and shame on those who committed to violent atrocities. Violence, much to her kin, was looked down upon, and she felt as much shame internally having to commit to the action to the individual if they had refused to do it themselves or via magic automatically.

Inciting Event/Turning Point

About midway through her job, Ophelie recognized a building tension of lacking belonging, both within her family due to her job, and an internal, lingering feeling of the wrong expression within her own body.

Upon speaking of these feelings to her family, she was pushed away. Nobody in her immediate kin had pursued academics, magic, anything luxurious or artisanal enough to consider things that weren't of showcase to strength or power. Her family barely enjoyed attention when gatherings required them to come out of their dwelling, let alone one of their offspring wanting to change something that didn't require change to them.

So, Ophelie listened.

She allowed the monotony of her job and day to day activities control her. If she just kept doing what she was doing, forever and ever, maybe then she wouldn't have to address the *other* things going on.

It got to a point, however, she had to pursue her own journey. The gift of being born amongst Cervari was how connection was vital to a thriving society, and she held more grounds than just her immediate family.

Behind their backs, Ophelie began to transition socially into another person. She pursued light farmwork with her friends and began to dip into what little sources of magic training she could receive from her friends.

In the brief moments of freedom away from the monotony, Ophelie lived in bliss.

Nothing, as said, can last forever. Eventually, word had traveled to her family that she had underwent major changes, and by the next gathering, the scrutiny was no longer private to herself, but harsh words from her closest kin. The next course of action had to be a form of punishment, but punishment depends on the person's point of view, it can be incredibly subjective, and that form of subjectivity worked out in Ophelie's favor.

Word on the street came that a new cross-planet Mission was coming into play, and every Cervari Ophelie knew was cautious about traveling off-planet on this new venture. Her family decided for her that perhaps time away from her closest ones would teach her of a life without the power she could hold if she remained as conservative as them, but that punishment was the blessing Ophelie needed to pursue total freedom.

Personality

Ophelie, carrying the burden of her own sensitivity, is cautious and prefers to observe instead of make the first move. She keeps her eggs all in one basket to ensure order on her own time, and considers herself hard to work with at times. She appears annoyed by new interactions, however, deep down she desires more lucrative connections that do not bound her to missing the ones she had on Velora. Some days, she may appear distant or unwavering to friendship, but most days she will "begrudgingly" accept the offering it brings to having a new experience.

She has an easier time opening up to other animals, especially anybody who is from Velora. She considers their wisdom to be something worth giving space to, and desires to learn things from them to use in her adjusting day-to-day knowledge.

When in a Farmwork based state, Ophelie is known to be collected and patient. She understands the value of time when it comes to a crawl, and it's most important when dealing with those who may have been blessed with a different walk of life than hers, in this case, being livestock and flora.

Extras

- Ophelie was initially planned to be a multitude of things to hint towards an allegory for how nonconforming the idea of Gender can be.

-- At one point, she was a crystalline cow-canine hybrid. Her skin was going to be as hard as chalcedony, and she would've had both canine and cow-based features. The downside would've been her mobility issues, and her inability and constant struggle of being both "prey" and "predator" and the limitations of being able to satiate a hunger that never truly knew what it wanted.

-- Her next iteration removed the canine hybridness and focused entirely on being a cow that was an outcast for, you know, the crystal skin.

-- To fit more in line with more natural attributes, this was then changed to being Mooshroom.

-- Finally, as a full-circle movement, the transgender aspect was implemented full force and I [Bixxy] made it so she was a trans Gaur-cow Cervari. Yay!

- Ophelie's desire in Farmhand jobs on non Security-based escapades was based on the fact I played a farm-Dragon in the prior series, Xerri.

- Her shawl is torn up from various forms of damage, most notably from dealing with aggressive livestock.

- Her favorite color is Ghost Grey. She enjoys the major applications that the color grey can have.

-- Despite this, her abode is decorated in various other colors outside of monochromatic palettes. She knows she couldn't stomach being put in what essentially would resemble a jail cell to her.

- She wishes Months were measured in colors instead of...months. Her explanation being that: "I would've loved to be born in Red. Who wants to say they're a November baby, it's boring. If you say you're a Red baby, you were born in Red, you belong to something that sounds kinda cool."