Raiven Profile

Raiven was born into the dark, suffocating depths of Vortexia, the underground region of Moronis where the sun never shines and the air is thick with smoke, heat, and the scent of earth. The labyrinthine tunnels and caverns that made up Vortexia were home to humans and dwarves, living in gritty, tight-knit communities amidst sprawling underground towns and hotsprings. But life here wasn’t easy, especially for Raiven, who grew up in the slums of Vortexia, the most dangerous part of the underground.

Her family was dirt poor, scraping by on the fringes of society. Her parents were unemployed, only making a living through dealing drugs and partaking in petty crime, which forced Raiven and her siblings to live a feral life. They often had to scavenge for food in the trash heaps of the wealthier parts of Vortexia, facing daily struggles with hunger and the constant threat of violence. Crime was rampant, and Raiven quickly learned to defend herself, though she never truly felt safe. Muggings, murders, and assaults were the backdrop of her childhood, and the scars left by these traumas began to eat away at her sanity.

By the time she hit adolescence, Raiven was already teetering on the edge. She would hear voices, see things that weren’t there, and slip into unpredictable fits of rage. Her temper became a constant companion, a force she couldn’t control. During one of these violent episodes, Raiven accidentally killed a local man. In a blind rage, she had no memory of the act, only the aftermath—blood on her hands and the echoing screams of those who saw it happen. The courts declared her insane, and she was sent to a psychiatric ward for rehabilitation. But Raiven was no stranger to the underground’s seedy underbelly. She had made connections in the criminal world, and within a year, she orchestrated a daring escape, fleeing into the depths of Vortexia and disappearing as a fugitive.

Now on the run, Raiven has fully embraced the chaotic life of an outlaw. Living off the grid, she inhabits a rundown trailer on the outskirts of Vortexia, surrounded by a wasteland of abandoned industrial tunnels and hotsprings. Her only companion is Skittles, her pet alligator, who she rescued as a baby and raised in her underground lair. Skittles is her constant sidekick, and the two of them have become infamous in the underground world. Raiven’s love for dangerous creatures like snakes and tarantulas only adds to her image as an unpredictable and fearsome figure. It’s not unusual to see her casually handling venomous snakes or toying with creatures that others would flee from.

Raiven’s violent tendencies have made her both feared and respected in Vortexia’s criminal circles. She’s been involved in more than a few bloody altercations, with many rumors circulating about her explosive temper. One story tells of her walking into a bar, already drunk and looking for trouble, when a local thug made the mistake of insulting her. Without hesitation, Raiven smashed a bottle over his head, and the resulting brawl left several people injured and the bar in ruins. Another tale speaks of her getting into a deadly game of Russian roulette, not out of desperation but purely for the thrill. She had no fear, staring down the barrel of the gun as if daring it to take her life. Her wild laughter echoed through the room when the chamber clicked empty, leaving her opponent trembling with fear.

Despite her violent side, Raiven is also known for her chaotic, carefree attitude and her love for excitement. She thrives on danger, often putting herself in life-threatening situations just for the fun of it. One night, after a particularly wild gambling spree where she won a massive pot, she decided to celebrate by climbing up to the highest point of Vortexia’s underground caverns and leaping off into one of the deep, hotspring pools below. It was a dare no one thought she’d take, but Raiven, with her wild grin, didn’t hesitate. She survived, of course, emerging from the pool laughing maniacally, with Skittles swimming by her side.

Her energy seems boundless, often turning mundane situations into chaotic adventures. There are countless stories of her breaking into abandoned industrial sites, using them as playgrounds for reckless stunts. She’s been known to ride mining carts at breakneck speeds through old tunnels, laughing as the carts teeter on the edge of destruction. She even once tied a rope to Skittles and used her alligator as a makeshift sled, sliding through the hotsprings’ rocky terrain while onlookers gaped in disbelief.

Beneath all the madness, though, Raiven is haunted by her past. Her childhood traumas left deep emotional scars, and her mental state is fragile. There are moments when the weight of everything comes crashing down on her, and she spirals into dark bouts of depression and paranoia. She’s been known to disappear for days, locking herself away in her trailer, drinking herself into oblivion while the voices in her head grow louder. In these moments, she’s not the wild, fearless outlaw but a broken girl trying to drown her pain.

Raiven’s complex nature makes her an enigma to those who meet her. One minute she’s an unstoppable force of chaos, laughing in the face of danger, and the next she’s vulnerable, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Her life is a constant balancing act between the thrill of the hunt and the crushing weight of her own mind. Yet, no matter how dark things get, Raiven always bounces back, driven by a need for freedom, excitement, and the unpredictable life she’s carved out for herself in the shadows of Vortexia.