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Name: Sinopa Crevan
Age: 20
Bio: Sinopa was born to a demon mother, a daughter of the nine-tailed fox, name Kitsu, and a human father named Castiel, a leader of a small village determined to end the demon/human war. Her parents were extremely influential on both sides and spent their lives gathering people of the same cause. They wanted to prove to the world that their two races could live together in peace, and their passion for that cause was passed to their daughter. When Sinopa was nine, she began training with a young master of ancient martial arts. She learned defensive hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting. With a knack for learning quickly, she was better than her master in three years. She remained in the village for another year, continuing to train and study with her master and her parents. She learned the ways of healing, a unique power passed to her through her demon mother. She studied languages at her father's request, and the ways of humans, both good and evil. At age thirteen, Sinopa left her home to further her family's cause. She left with a bright future and a head filled with good intentions. All her studying hadn't prepared her for what she faced, though.

When she reached the next village, a supply station for human soldiers, there were none willing to even listen to her cause, let alone join. They laughed at her aspirations, mocked her beliefs. This all without knowing the fact that she was half demon. She left the village down-hearted, but with her hopeful spirit still in tack. The next village she reached, she more carefully hid her identity than before. though no one had realized it then, she didn't want to risk a more cunning human to realize it now. She presented her cause more subtly, hoping that without the teasing she'd be able to find some silent villager willing to come back to her home with her. Still no one was willing to agree with her, no one joined her. For the next year she traveled from village to village in the hopes that someday she would find at least one person willing to even agree with her. Her travels were in vain. She ended the year, broken-spirited, travelling back to her home village, bypassing any other place she'd traveled through before.

When she returned home, only horror awaited her. Demon armies had ransacked the place, tearing apart every home, brutally murdering every person. Her parents had received the worst of it. Her fathers mutilated body Sinopa found speared in the village square. Her mother had been skinned and her delicate orange fur lay humiliatingly, like a coat, over her husband's body. The sight itself was enough to give the young girl nightmares for years to come. Sinopa, scarred by the sight of her loved ones in such states, fled the village swearing never to return. She swore revenge on the demons who'd done this and used her bitter anger to fuel a hunger for power. Over the next three years she traveled, always further away from the place she'd once called home. She trained where ever she went, learned knew things whenever she could, and always kept her true identity secret. If she needed something from a demon, she was a demon. If she needed something from a human, she was human. The transformation was difficult at first, but the more she used it the more she mastered it.

On the eve of her twentieth birthday, Sinopa met an old demon general in a bar in a demon-controlled city. She sat in a booth close to him, listening to him telling his war stories from his glory days. As she listened, she was pleased and disgusted both to hear him tell of the day he obliterated what he called "a village of abominations." The listeners all laughed with him as he told of how he'd killed the men, taken the women, and rid the world of their monstrous children. The more he spoke, the more she was sure this man was the man who'd killed her parents. This man was the one she'd been searching for.

It seemed the fates were smiling down on her, and so she waited until the man was heavily drunk, then followed him outside on his way home. In the ally behind the bar, she stabbed the fat scum-bag in the gut and left him for dead, her knife sinking further into his body as he lay their, struggling to call for help.

Revenge completed, Sinopa left the city. She left, feeling both empty and satisfied. now her life's goal accomplished, she was free to do whatever she liked. And so she did the only thing she knew to do. She continued travelling, and nothing would ever change that....or so she thought....

Abilities: Sinopa has incredible agility, reflex, speed, strength, and an amazing sense of smell. She is very wise, clever, and tricky. Can change from human to animal form. Can somewhat manipulate fire and has healing abilities. Is skilled in both sword and fist fights.