Venom Queen Oryol

Feed from the bittersweet venom. Hear what your heart desires. Serpent chassis, perfect frame. Destruction incarnate.
There was once a serpent maiden, who lived in the forest of splendor. Her upper half was of perfect steel and beauty, of ivory and pure gold, and her lower half a thick, writhing and sensual serpent tail that shimmers emerald and jade and dirt. Surrounded by love and monsters… until the hero came. Damn the heroes, there is no more need for heroes. But he was so brave, so damningly striking. The serpent maiden and the hero fought until they broke each other, tore each other’s flesh from their bones, ripped tendons. And then, they would get up, revitalized, immortal. They made love. Love and violence, two sides of the same coin.
ORYOL, bittersweet serpent maiden, she finished her duty. She became the heroes rival, and helped the hero cleanse the land of monsters. Bittersweet maiden, she helped the birth of Not-Humanity. And then, she betrayed him, she left him, his heart ripped twain, sundered, and cleaved.
She took half of his heart for her own, and lived forever.
Feed from the bittersweet venom. Hear what your heart desires. Serpent chassis, perfect frame. Destruction incarnate.
- Joaquin kyle saavedra for Maharlika RPG