ID: C.TC.2.030

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Name: Loretta
Alias: N/A
Race: Gorehound
Status: Long Dead
Gender: She
Height: 11.7ft
Weight: ~1200llbs
Age: 23k~
Home Region: Talsmajir

Affiliation:
Occupation: Knifemare, Grandmaster
Mate(s): N/A
Descendants: N/A
Ascendants: N/A

Loretta

Overview

Loretta. A knifemare serving as Nriche’s personal pilot and bodyguard. Born in Alabraxia, Ring Tiarell, Loretta got by with odd jobs at first. In her years as a terracut she would frequently assist other terracut cartels and gangs with hits, and as she matured she would turn to Redhalls for jobs. A fine whore at that, yet, there was that longing for more… For blood. Joining Sllazr Redhall did she become a gorewhore for hire. And oh was so successful at the job, performing hits without incident and with grace. Fighting in arenas with grace and power. But the mighty always fall. As Loretta climbed the ranks, as she became one of the most revered, did others seek to topple her for her position. Grandmaster Yʐa would do her best to protect Loretta but the work of a gorewhore gets messy and gets violent, and Loretta was finally challenged. Not used to fighting her own kind did she fall with grievous wounds.

Wounded badly she lost both her legs and her standing at Sllazr, yet Yʐa still cared for her. Arranging for her transition from gorewhore to Dancer. Ensuring Loretta would still have purpose and allure. The adjustment to being that of a dancer is known to be brutal and Loretta was spared no mercy. Learning to dance with new bladed legs did she fumble often, going from a star to just your average kindred. Insulting to the ego she had built, insulting to all the years she had spent serving her city and ring. But opportunity favors the desperate and she managed to snag a contract for work as a bodyguard for a Shivuhound ambassador. During that time, Loretta would travel to Ring Paralime with her new cohort. Losing one arm in a scuffle but serving the Shivuhound well. As her contract expired, Loretta needed to find other work lest she lose her standing in her housing block. It was here that she met Nriche, who saw her less than perfect form with the blade and offered a spot under him. Mentorship or something like it; desperate for the attention and possible adoration did Loretta agree.

Nriche was more than a politician and Grandmaster, much more than Loretta would soon find out. He was desperate for a new bodyguard and thus Loretta was let in on so much so early on in their relationship, a calculated risk. Finding out Nriche was a criminal under the mask of normalcy was a shock but Loretta was one too right? Everyone excuses the crimes of terracuts… But they’re still crimes. Who was she to judge the kindred currently teaching her how to walk, sheltering her, feeding her, and hiring her? Nriche was a criminal but it was not like he was a madman. She could abide by him and did for the rest of her life. Under his mentorship did she commit to wanting to be a knifemare, and he arranged for the amputation of her remaining arm. The two would go on to both eat that arm together and to replace it with a blade. Supported entirely by prosthetics by now, Loretta became a dangerous asset under Nriche: A bodyguard, a hitman, and soon was she a pilot. And so Loretta continued to work in The Grand Theater of Rhom.

The Era of Ardents Fangs

Loretta was one of the first to know of the wall ramblings Nriche had found through this use of Retaining Walls and of course was disturbed but believed that the Lord Nriche would come up with a plan to save them all. And so Loretta acted as a vital instrument in the planning of Utter-Fucking-Chaos, directly setting the plan into motion by following Nriche’s orders. And as Onyx was incapacitated and temporarily disposed of, as a period of tyranny fell over the world, did Loretta work alongside Nriche and Garsen. Staying low and forming a very secretive society down in the abyssal districts. Using Rhom as a citadel did they outfit the grand theater for apocalypse.

Loretta during the outfitting of Rhom worked with Garsen to manage suspicion over what they were doing, and to counterfeit money under The Capitalists reign. Forging coins with Nriche’s instructions and Garsen’s machinery, and distributed by the pretty knifemare Loretta. For days would Loretta venture forth and entertain the junta and mercenaries Hekötok bought. Through these ventures would Loretta gain insight into the enemies plans. Being so trusted among their ranks she began to influence a few lawmakers and slavelords. Bargaining for nicer treatment or for slaves of which were rescued in Rhom. Of course, she only bargained for the ones she was told to find. However much it hurt her hearts. As a thousand years of slow grueling work passed, did Loretta retreat inside Rhom and assist in locking the theater up.

The Long Wait

During the time of The Long Wait, a period of twelve thousand years, was Loretta made a star. Deep in the abyssal districts, locked behind the theater doors, was a pocket of normalcy hidden from the tyranny around them. A party that lasted those twelve thousand years, and Loretta was nothing if not a performer. It was like her time back in Ring Tiarell under Sllazr Redhall. She was loved. Her face on every poster, her body desired by every soul, and above all else, the promise of violence once more after the wait. Loretta during this time had a simple job; keep everyone happy. The theater was large enough to support a sizable population through the wait, and when Ardent began The Long March in the years leading up to The Passing Of Moon did they prepare for war.

Utter-Fucking-Chaos

The Grand Theater of Rhom waited most of the civil war out. Only making their move when the Capgrainian Resistance gained a significant foothold in the fighting. Loretta accompanied Nriche as they met with Saint Capgras and Prophet Dobikarôés and negotiated help. And later on after the capture of Capgras, just Dobikarôés. Loretta would join in the fighting for Ring Paralime, right alongside Nriche and Garsen. Both on the ground, and from aerial machinery. Her position as a pilot coming in clutch. Loretta was rather lucky being so close to Nriche, for without his orders she would have most likely fallen in battle whilst serving the newly formed Paralime Liberation Army. After the war she helped engineer was won, Loretta continued to serve Nriche up until his passing. Trading final words with Garsen before she disappeared. Leaving Loretta Grandmaster of Rhom.

Grandmaster of Rhom

Loretta had lived so long compared to most at the time, and finally had she been bestowed the title of Grandmaster. Left to look after a theater and its megaspell chamber all alone. Yes she had friends but none as brilliant or as cunning as the two. It was a bittersweet victory, and for years she wondered if that was how Grandmaster Yʐa felt upon achieving her title. Or if the old Grandmaster had somehow survived. Loretta would look after Rhom for the foreseeable future, often having to help the recovering region govern itself in the wake of such tragedy. For even around the time where Nriche died and Garsen departed; Utter-Fucking-Chaos was still fresh in the mind and the bombed out architecture of the city. Loretta was constantly reminded of The Long Wait and of all those who had died. Ghosts of those she couldn't help left to haunt her, yet, for all her sins. Loretta had done a great thing, Utter-Fucking-Chaos was nessasary to avoid even greater loss. And whilst she always stood in the shadow of Nriche, she was remembered fondly. That knifemare who assisted in the salvation and temporary damnation of the world. Loretta ruled as grandmaster for quite some time unchallenged, til finally things picked up. She won her challenges up until she didn’t. Her body is on display in Rhom to this very day.