Known By: Lady Haven

Name: Riza Cloudrun

Allegiance: Covenant

Rank: Coven's Aprentice

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Brown

Weight: 110

Height: 5'6

Powers:

A talented force user deserving of being taught exclusively by Coven. Her specialty is in the TK and TP uses from choking to leveling yards of a forest with a thought. She's been known to infiltrate even some of the most cunning minds. Her most mastered skill however is in the stopping redirection and deflection of projectiles.

Weapon:

Double Bladed concealed light saber, Riza is seen constantly with a staff. The staff a telescopic design can be just a hilt if desired usually though it folds in on the ends alone to release the plasma beams known as lightsabers. This plasma energy has been known to carve through almost anything.

Bio:

Stars shimmer in the distance, a care free mind looks on trying to find which were the systems she'd visited. Her soft blue eyes tell of someone novice to conflict easy going and soft spoken. As her head pans down the beautiful view of the solar system fades to that of roaring crowds and a circular room lined with aliens of variant shapes and sizes. "Lady Haven is our newest arrival and Riza is the only one to bet on herself. I'd rather place a wager on how long she lasts amongst these fine murderers and their ugly pets." The announcer introduced her last while the other combatants got cheers and fanfare Riza got a laugh from the crowd. A smile graced her face in response eyes closing in concentration and peace.

Strong blasts of energy began to thunderously echo as a large elephantine alien opened fire with a turbo laser of a rifle. It looked more like a starship's turret then a conventional fire arm. Half a dozen contestants were flung backward with crater like wounds, Riza however simply stood only occasionally stepping in a direction, every round passed her or was dodged while others left for cover.

It reminded her of her training with Sinclair, the woman who'd become Lady Coven often would shoot at Riza as per training protocol. Eventually Lady Coven herself would shoot at Sinclair and Riza as the two were forced to continue deflecting blaster bolts at eachother. Dodging and deflecting had become a favorite past time of Riza's. She'd become better then that by now.

A slight rise in temperature in the air, next shot and the turbo laser would overheat. She waits, the crowd roars as the bolt of energy stops right before the young woman's head. Eyes open and the bolt moves backward and obliterates the cranium of the large gunman. A backward thrust of her staff and a man running on all fours with canine ears is knocked back. He'd tried to catch her off guard. Instead the dog like creature was flung backward and another crawling alien, one clearly a pet leaps toward the hound. What followed got a slight cringe as a tongue lashed toward the ear of the hound. Riza could see the tounge begin to form as it entered and then as the body convulsed tongues burst through the remaining holes of the hounds head. Mid meal however a rhino like scaled beast slammed into the pet throwing it with bone crushing force into a wall.

"Got to keep an eye on your suroundings as Korvak would say." Riza remarked remembering another friend of her days in training. The combat of murderous sportsmanship had been swiftly made one sided for two combatants. Nothing was getting in the way of Riza and an old man of an alien named Kevar the R. A criminal amongst the stars known for his foul treatment of the dead. Some claimed he was even a necromancer mastering the artifact's dark arts for a vile purpose. All Riza knew was he was good with his vibrating blade and a little alien of similar breed was watching in aww.

She knew that face, that expression. Back on that back water world when thugs closed in on her after the death of her parents when she was small and defenseless. The city was bleak and constantly in a downpour of rain like this world. Before Riza saw the worst of humanity a cloaked figure with a blade of Ruby cut down the thugs. And Riza looked on in aww, looking at not just someone loved but who was an inspiration. This child couldn't go down the same path as her though Riza could see it.

A sword came down and with a small whir of a noise lost to most by the crowd Riza's staff on one end folded in as a crystal blue blade snapped to life it's sidling energy painting trails of steam as it passed through the air. Downwards and the sword arm of Kevar went spinning through the air. A fluid turn with a downward slash and the criminal fell his legs no longer attached like they should be. Gazing into the weeping eyes of the alien child the sapphire blade plunged into Kevar's throat. The boy needed to see this if he was to survive or so Riza told herself.

Afterward the mysterious woman could be found in the local bar drinking away some of her reward money.

CVnU

Code Name: Haven

Name: Cloe Starline

Monikers: Btch, Untrue

Title: Rising Crime Boss

Age: 16

Height: 5'10

Weight: 111

Hair Color: Red

Eye Color: Yellow

Powers:

Vectors: six three meter arms each able to lift forty tons. Adding up to a 240ton strength max. The limbs can also go untangleable moving through objects as pleased. They can also work like an infection making a victem give birth to another vector user. They are near invisible and have enough durability to stop gunfire. Sharpness has shown strong enough to cut through most material with ease.

shape Shifting: Mimicing any features of a person as well as boosting her muscle mass if wanted. It also can be used to make claws from nails though not to strong. This can mimic every DNA factor, as well as leaves Cloe without DNA. Hers comes up as a mix that can't be made out clearly.

Skills: Almost a hundred percent undetectable liar, great hacker, good at reverse engineering, always level headed

Weakness: Still a mortal girl, no healing or anything

Transportation: Stolen cars

Fighting Style: Trained on streets shes got some moves. But preffers to let powers do the work. Is highly acrobatic however, allowing easy escape from many situations and moves in combat thugs didn't expect.

Haven Squadron: These are a series of men who have been given a cybernetic implant. A large portion of the mind taken away to make them completely obediant to whatever Cloe says. They are steroid filled beings who feal no pain and who would kill their children if Cloe said to.

Bio: When Cloe was born she was another to be target of the demon who dwelled deep in hell ploting the downfall of man. He possessed Cloe, but unlike another victem Cloe was never purged to this day she is a victem of his possession. Years have gone by butchering lives more and more with each passing year. A nameless serial killer roaming the streets of her home town that have done there best to erase memory of her. Especially after the events of a year ago, when Cloe killed her entire family in a sight of ruthless slaughter that haunts many to this day. Over the past year shes built a following of various brutes. A dr helping her make them her lap dogs, many don't know about Cloe.

What is known is that she shows no mercy or restraint using fear to further her results. Her goals only the advancment of the desires and ambitions of the murderous teenager.

CVU

Name: Cloe Futurus Aurorez

Age: 18

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 50

Eye Color: Brown often pink when disguised

Hair Color: Blue skin and head tails usually, hair often pink in disguise

Powers: Shape shifting, phasing, telekenisis, minor elemental mimicry(specializing in electricity), super strength, magic, wings

Weapons: Plasma Kataras, Solar Star a energy based version of the mace/morning star capable of becoming a small blade on a chain

Bio: Cloe was born of the Teres Morbith by Kayle's choice. The species died off almost a century ago before then however they greatly helped Kayleira become what she is today. As a result during the ritual that came with having a child with Naamah(or of its undecided lol) that while she should have Keresh and angel blood she should be of Teres race. She became under the tutelage of Naamah Kayle and Aza during the time shaping the Acolytes. Hex and Kayle spending another few years to specificly train the blue skined beauty in the plasmas.

Ariving back in the present Cloe was ready to be the future of a race presumed extinct. Cloe is an Acolyte of the Keresh who favors diplomacy over agresive actions completely methodical and inteligent in stark contrast to some of her friends and family. A smart and clever girl with a impresive talent of talking herself out of anything. She's self preserving and a people pleaser trying to be ready to be a queen of a revitalized people.