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Canon: Kyou Kara Maou!
Character Name: Saralegui
Character Journal:
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Player Name: Kelly
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Character Details
Canon Point: End of season 3 of the anime
Species: Half human, half Shinzoku (best translation is probably "Divine" or "God Race", basically humans with odd coloring and their own brand of particularly powerful magic that comes naturally, as opposed to the sort most humans use which depends on external aids like magic stones)
Timeline of Important Events in Canon History:
Born - Not long afterwards is effectively exiled from his birth country of Seisakoku along with his father.
5 years old - Meets his bodyguard/uncle, Belias, for the first time.
Roughly a decade of fatherly neglect and teaching himself the ways of nobility and getting what he wants.
15 years old - His father, King Gilbert, dies. Saralegui inherits the throne of Small Shimaron.
~16 years old - Arranges a field test of the Box his country has secretly possessed for an unknown amount of time, using Conrart Weller's severed arm that he arranged to have stolen as the key. Shit goes poorly, the Great Demon Kingdom takes possession of the Box, and Saralegui leaves his subordinate Maxine to take the blame for the incident.
17 years old - Meets the Demon King Yuuri for the first time at a party while Yuuri is disguised as a girl. Saves Yuuri from a socially awkward situation, has fun watching Yuuri's capture and later escape.
Meets Yuuri again after stepping in with an army to save him from the White Crows, reveals his identity as King of Small Shimaron to Yuuri and declares his desire to ally with the Great Demon Kingdom.
Invites Yuuri to visit Small Shimaron. Plans the visit to coincide with a coup d'etat he'd predicted, runs off with Yuuri during the attack so they could have some alone time and then makes a show of letting himself get captured while he let Yuuri escape. Warded off the attempts to get him to give up his throne with his mind control powers and waited patiently for Yuuri to come back and save him, which he of course did.
Tricks Yuuri into revealing himself to Large Shimaron's delegates during their visit to investigate rumors of Small Shimaron fraternizing with demons. Arranges for Belias to shoot him with an arrow in a fake assassination attempt while later releasing Yuuri into Large Shimaron's custody, making it look like he was protecting Yuuri and thus causing Yuuri to wreck Large Shimaron's shit in a fit of rage.
Sends Yuuri off back to the Great Demon Kingdom while still recovering from the arrow to the chest, and convinces Large Shimaron that the arrow incident had been an attempt on his own life by the demons meant to turn Large and Small Shimaron against each other.
Sends Yuuri forewarning of Large Shimaron's imminent attack and offers to arrange a meeting between Yuuri and Large Shimaron's King Lanzhil. Conrart Weller is sent in Yuuri's place, and Saralegui locks him in a guest room and goes to join Large Shimaron's naval assault.
Yuuri shows up on Saralegui's ship right before the naval battle via water teleportation, Saralegui mindfucks him into once again wrecking Large Shimaron's shit.
Sends Belias to re-capture Conrart Weller, who had escaped during the naval battle. Belias is captured instead.
Travels to the Great Demon Kingdom to pick up Belias at Yuuri's invitation, gets a severe scolding from Yuuri over being so manipulative, and they reestablish their alliance. Belias refuses to come home just yet, and that night Saralegui meets his mother Alazon while she was attempt to spirit Yuuri away in the night. Realizes that she is his mother and Belias is his uncle all at once, and then everyone has to sit down and have the story of his birth explained and it's very awkward.
Asks Yuuri if he can be present when Alazon returns. Is completely ignored by Alazon when she does return to ask for Yuuri's help using the power of the Holy Sword of Seisakoku. Throws a fit and steals the sword, and everyone realizes Saralegui is its true intended wielder when its magic goes nuts. Alazon refuses to ask him to help her instead, Saralegui loses his shit and tries to fight her, then accidentally teleports away using the sword's magic in a moment of distress.
Offers up the sword's power to an abandoned servant of Alazon's in a moment of poor, very emotional decision making. Said servant proceeds to wreck the capital using said power, and Saralegui is nearly killed in the chaos but saved by Alazon. Belias struggles to heal her, Saralegui has a mental breakdown over the situation, and eventually he saves her life using the sword's power.
Revives Yuuri from a magic exhaustion coma using the sword's power. Passive-aggressively offers to use it to save Seisakoku for Alazon in Yuuri's place.
Travels with Alazon to Seisakoku and revives the country using its power. Heads back home finally after implying he might visit again someday and thus making his mom cry.
Personality:
Saralegui's primary motivation in all things is an extreme need to be acknowledged, born of growing up ignored by his father and abandoned by his mother. Deep down, he craves the affection and support he never had as a child, but like hell would he admit that even to himself. In canon, he mainly aims to be a better king than his father was so everyone will respect and fear or love him, primarily by pulling crazy stunts to accomplish the seemingly impossible while maintaining a flawless public image. He makes this much harder for himself by reserving his mind control powers for special circumstances, going about everything through old-fashioned manipulation and calculated risk-taking, partially because it makes his successes feel more legitimate and earned in his own eyes, but also partially because he's just a thrillseeker and thinks it's more fun that way.
By all outward appearances, Saralegui is just the young and charismatic king of the country of Small Shimaron. He's intelligent and fair in his rule despite his age, and well-liked by his people. He's kind and charming and strives for peace, the sort of king that really cares about his people, rather than just enjoying the luxury that such power brings.
In reality, however, Saralegui is manipulative and scheming. He plays nice with others to keep up a good reputation, because it's that sort of thing that helps him most in the cutthroat politics of his world. Saralegui doesn't shy away from using others to accomplish his goals, and he's both intelligent enough and powerful enough to get away with it. He's extremely intelligent, plotting moves out far in advance and predicting the moves of others accurately in order to make all his plotting work, and with his hypnotic abilities to fall back on, he's willing to make extremely risky gambles that always seem to work out for him in the end.
On a casual level, he ranges from genuinely affable to incredibly two-faced. He's very focused on appearances and often lies and sticks to polite surface interactions for the sake of maintaining that persona of a sweet and pleasant young ruler. But it's not as if everything he does always has such ulterior motives. He's very much capable of being friendly and getting along with others, and with all the societal rules and niceties out of the way he can actually be pretty great for intelligent conversation or flirting or joking around. After the whole revelation about his mother while at Blood Pledge Castle, with all the scheming and deception behind them, he actually manages to have a simple, pleasant day with Yuuri and Greta while getting a tour of the castle and being introduced to Yuuri's various friends. As long as things remain on a lighthearted surface level, he can be fairly genuine and likable without issue -- it's getting deeper than that that starts opening up a can of worms. He has some intense trust issues as well, so he lies and manipulates rather than put his faith into others, and his pride can just as easily get in the way of such relationships.
The only person he always trusted absolutely was his bodyguard, Belias, and that was a trust built up over more than a decade of loyal servitude. Had Belias entered his life later it might have been too late, with Saralegui already too suspicious of others in general to allow anyone that close, but Belias came at a critical point, when Saralegui was still young and desperate enough to cling to whatever attention he was given. Belias was the only person he truly trusted, and he took that trust to an extreme, even fearlessly putting his life in his bodyguard's skilled hands, as in that example with the arrow. For everyone else, however, he's skeptical and jaded, prone to suspecting others of having ulterior motives than simply accepting the kindness of a stranger.
Despite everything he's done, Saralegui isn't exactly a villain. He does bad things, sometimes cruel things, but his intentions are often good. His world peace scheme, for example, wherein all his machinations to deal with Large Shimaron and take over as its king would supposedly lead to a situation where he and Yuuri could set an example for the rest of the world as allied leaders of the two greatest nations. He has a very Machiavellian "ends justify the means" attitude, which is why he could so easily trick his only friend, the pacifistic Yuuri, into destroying entire armies for him on two separate occasions -- it might hurt Yuuri, yes, but it gets rid of the threat of Large Shimaron's forces without having to send a single soldier into battle, and if it manages to kill off Large Shimaron's king in the process, then that just means he can claim the throne himself and definitively end all the fighting between humans and demons.
By his current canon-point at the end of the series, his trust issues and obsession with appearances have eased just a little bit. He has a family now, even if he's still working through his feelings regarding his mother, and he has an unwavering friend in the form of Yuuri who he can be his true self around. He's making something of an attempt to make up for his past dick moves, and he's been taught a lesson by Yuuri about not manipulating people all the time. He's still skeptical of others as a rule, and tends to adopt an idealized persona when dealing with acquaintances, but he's more likely now to open up and will likely get even better at being a normal, decent person with time.
Abilities, Magic and Supernatural Skills/Afflictions:
He has a power that allows him to more or less hypnotize other people. It seems to require eye contact (at least initially) and as he always removes his glasses before using it, most likely can't penetrate even transparent surfaces. He can give commands that run counter even to a person's natural survival instincts, and even commands that activate at a later time. Subtle commands worked into a conversation can go unnoticed even by particularly powerful targets, but blatant, obvious use of his power is remembered by the victim unless he specifically commands them to forget it. The commands given don't have to be verbal, and resistance to them is based on willpower, but it should be noted that the ability is very powerful, with only the Demon King ever being shown actually breaking free from it. He doesn't seem to like abusing this power, however, as it's only ever brought out in situations he can't somehow manipulate through other means.
His vision is particularly good, and he can see even in complete darkness. The downside is that his eyes are very sensitive to light as a result.
If he were to ever gain possession of it here, he would have the ability to use the Holy Sword of Seisakoku to its full potential, which involves a sort of life magic that spontaneously creates plantlife in great abundance, can heal others, and provides vitality to an entire country.
Other than those, he has no special abilities other than his charisma and cunning.
Dragon & Magical Element
Elemental Alignment:
Dragon: Saralegui's dragon, who he calls Shima after his home country, is between medium and standard size, about the size and build of a particularly lean horse -- if that horse had wings and a long reptilian tail, of course. She has four legs and one set of wings like your standard Western-style dragon, but with some distinctly avian features. Her snout more resembles a bird's beak with a downward curve to a point and a bone-smooth surface, and her wings are feathered rather than leathery. Small, almost downy feathers also run down along her spine and at the top of her neck just behind her jaw and ears, and her tail is tufted with some longer feathers. Her hide is primarily covered by smooth, pale gold scales, with certain patches along her legs and underside being a bit darker and more resembling the scaling on a bird's feet. Her feathers at their base are a pale gold that blends in with her scales, but they lighten along their length to a creamy white near the tip.
She's capable of flight, but only just large enough to be ridden by one person. Because of her size and the placement of her wings, a rider would have to sit further back than they would on a horse, with their legs behind the joint of her wings, and lay low against her back to keep balanced. She eats meat, preferably raw, and though she can hunt on land, she prefers fishing for her food. She doesn't really like to be entirely immersed in the water, but she doesn't mind getting a little wet while fishing or splashing around in the shallows by the shore.
Her egg will be just a little bit smaller than an ostrich egg, smooth in texture and ivory colored with golden flecks throughout.
Personality traits inherited from Character Bond:
Needy
Headstrong
Mischievous
Loves physical contact
Writing Samples
First Sample: TDM sample
Second Sample:
He was used to hearing a bit of a commotion following him through the market, between the attention his delicate looks had always gotten him and the new addition of a dragon doggedly tailing him everywhere. Even just in the short while he'd been in the city so far, he'd grown accustomed to the sounds of things getting scattered and knocked over by an overeager juvenile dragon and the surprised and irritated noises of the nearby locals. It was lucky that the people of the city seemed to revere the dragons so much, otherwise Saralegui imagined those messes wouldn't be shrugged off so easily.
Everything taken into consideration, he didn't pay much attention to the sudden ruckus behind him. The familiar scrabble of claws on cobblestones, the clattering of something being toppled. He'd only paused, sighing and mentally preparing to apologize and charm whatever poor merchant had had their stall knocked over.
Then he heard his own dragon's screeching, familiar but louder and more distressed than he'd ever heard her, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment as he whipped around, plans and speeches already forgotten.
There was indeed a stall knocked over, its owner pressed anxiously back against the wall while Saralegui's dragon hunched behind the fallen wooden top, visible only by her bright feathered wings peeking out. A larger dragon, rusty brown and intimidatingly covered in small spikes, hissed and clawed at the other side of the wood while its scion frantically tried to reign it in.
The was blood on the stone path.
Blood suddenly like ice in his veins, Saralegui pushed back through the gathering crowd, sidestepping the hostile dragon just barely and clambering over the side of the topped stall. Hidden behind it, Shima was curled awkwardly, one foreleg held off the ground and dripping blood. He didn't even have to call her before she was on him, scrabbling up into his arms as best she could with what seemed to be an injured leg and a scratch along her side. He thought she probably shouldn't have been moving around at all before that was looked at, that moving had to only hurt more. But she pressed close to him with another distressed little screech, and he gathered her up almost automatically.
It was lucky that she was so light. She was still only about the size of a medium dog, but he wasn't known for his strength or muscles. Still, whatever effort it took to carry her didn't seem to reach him at that moment. Neither did the words of the other scion, frantic and apologetic with some explanation of the scene he hadn't witnessed. Later, he'd probably dredge up some anger for them and their beast of a dragon, but he couldn't even manage that right then. Shima was curled against him, claws digging into his shoulders and blood staining his pale clothes.
He ignored the other scion and pushed back through the crowd. Suddenly, all he could find he cared about was finding some sort of healer. Immediately.
30 Day Opt-In
In the 30 days that your character has been in the city, how have they spent their time? Saralegui spent the first few days deeply depressed and mostly taking it out on the little dragon he'd found himself stuck with. Luckily, she's a needy little thing and wasn't dissuaded, and he got over himself after those first couple of days and stopped trying to chase her off. The majority of his time since then has been spent focusing on his dragon to think less about everything that was lost back home, figuring out her eating habits and mannerisms and whatnot. He's explored the city a fair bit, and he's trying to build himself a solid foundation of knowledge about the city, its inhabitants and its system of governance.
Has the dragon hatched yet? Did their egg hatch immediately or was there time between locating their egg in the Heart of Nuren and the dragon's hatchday? How much have they grown? His dragon hatched about a day after being located. She's grown just a little so far, to about the size of a average dog.
How have your character's interactions with the Remnants within the city been? Aside from his first few days of sulking, Saralegui's made an effort to come across as pleasant and charming with the locals. He's gotta build himself a reputation from scratch, after all, especially if he wants to gain any real influence here.
How have your character's interactions with the Touched within the city been? He admittedly can't help but marvel over some of the more obvious Touched, the more inhuman-looking ones, but he otherwise treats them no different from the Remnants. He knows better than to assume one sort of people are any different from another, despite surface differences.
Has your character been living in the mountain cavern homes of Upper Nuren or within the housing areas of Lower Nuren? He's stayed in the mountain cavern homes so far, mostly out of convenience, but he's been getting curious about finding somewhere more private lately.
Canon: Kyou Kara Maou!
Character Name: Saralegui
Character Journal:
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Player Name: Kelly
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Character Details
Canon Point: End of season 3 of the anime
Species: Half human, half Shinzoku (best translation is probably "Divine" or "God Race", basically humans with odd coloring and their own brand of particularly powerful magic that comes naturally, as opposed to the sort most humans use which depends on external aids like magic stones)
Timeline of Important Events in Canon History:
Personality:
Saralegui's primary motivation in all things is an extreme need to be acknowledged, born of growing up ignored by his father and abandoned by his mother. Deep down, he craves the affection and support he never had as a child, but like hell would he admit that even to himself. In canon, he mainly aims to be a better king than his father was so everyone will respect and fear or love him, primarily by pulling crazy stunts to accomplish the seemingly impossible while maintaining a flawless public image. He makes this much harder for himself by reserving his mind control powers for special circumstances, going about everything through old-fashioned manipulation and calculated risk-taking, partially because it makes his successes feel more legitimate and earned in his own eyes, but also partially because he's just a thrillseeker and thinks it's more fun that way.
By all outward appearances, Saralegui is just the young and charismatic king of the country of Small Shimaron. He's intelligent and fair in his rule despite his age, and well-liked by his people. He's kind and charming and strives for peace, the sort of king that really cares about his people, rather than just enjoying the luxury that such power brings.
In reality, however, Saralegui is manipulative and scheming. He plays nice with others to keep up a good reputation, because it's that sort of thing that helps him most in the cutthroat politics of his world. Saralegui doesn't shy away from using others to accomplish his goals, and he's both intelligent enough and powerful enough to get away with it. He's extremely intelligent, plotting moves out far in advance and predicting the moves of others accurately in order to make all his plotting work, and with his hypnotic abilities to fall back on, he's willing to make extremely risky gambles that always seem to work out for him in the end.
On a casual level, he ranges from genuinely affable to incredibly two-faced. He's very focused on appearances and often lies and sticks to polite surface interactions for the sake of maintaining that persona of a sweet and pleasant young ruler. But it's not as if everything he does always has such ulterior motives. He's very much capable of being friendly and getting along with others, and with all the societal rules and niceties out of the way he can actually be pretty great for intelligent conversation or flirting or joking around. After the whole revelation about his mother while at Blood Pledge Castle, with all the scheming and deception behind them, he actually manages to have a simple, pleasant day with Yuuri and Greta while getting a tour of the castle and being introduced to Yuuri's various friends. As long as things remain on a lighthearted surface level, he can be fairly genuine and likable without issue -- it's getting deeper than that that starts opening up a can of worms. He has some intense trust issues as well, so he lies and manipulates rather than put his faith into others, and his pride can just as easily get in the way of such relationships.
The only person he always trusted absolutely was his bodyguard, Belias, and that was a trust built up over more than a decade of loyal servitude. Had Belias entered his life later it might have been too late, with Saralegui already too suspicious of others in general to allow anyone that close, but Belias came at a critical point, when Saralegui was still young and desperate enough to cling to whatever attention he was given. Belias was the only person he truly trusted, and he took that trust to an extreme, even fearlessly putting his life in his bodyguard's skilled hands, as in that example with the arrow. For everyone else, however, he's skeptical and jaded, prone to suspecting others of having ulterior motives than simply accepting the kindness of a stranger.
Despite everything he's done, Saralegui isn't exactly a villain. He does bad things, sometimes cruel things, but his intentions are often good. His world peace scheme, for example, wherein all his machinations to deal with Large Shimaron and take over as its king would supposedly lead to a situation where he and Yuuri could set an example for the rest of the world as allied leaders of the two greatest nations. He has a very Machiavellian "ends justify the means" attitude, which is why he could so easily trick his only friend, the pacifistic Yuuri, into destroying entire armies for him on two separate occasions -- it might hurt Yuuri, yes, but it gets rid of the threat of Large Shimaron's forces without having to send a single soldier into battle, and if it manages to kill off Large Shimaron's king in the process, then that just means he can claim the throne himself and definitively end all the fighting between humans and demons.
By his current canon-point at the end of the series, his trust issues and obsession with appearances have eased just a little bit. He has a family now, even if he's still working through his feelings regarding his mother, and he has an unwavering friend in the form of Yuuri who he can be his true self around. He's making something of an attempt to make up for his past dick moves, and he's been taught a lesson by Yuuri about not manipulating people all the time. He's still skeptical of others as a rule, and tends to adopt an idealized persona when dealing with acquaintances, but he's more likely now to open up and will likely get even better at being a normal, decent person with time.
Abilities, Magic and Supernatural Skills/Afflictions:
Dragon & Magical Element
Elemental Alignment:
- Light - Most obviously, the Light element suits him aesthetically, what with him being all gold and light, and the shining gold light that emanates from the Holy Sword when he uses it. It also reflects his natural ability for night vision with the Night Sight power, and the light healing ability he could use with the Holy Sword. The powers in this element also most closely resemble some of the magic his mother and uncle use, like force-fields and energy blasts.
Shadow - He's often visually tied to the night and the moon, and the dark nature of some of the Shadow element's powers suit his methods and style well, like poison abilites and Blood Manipulation.
Earth - When using the Holy Sword, Saralegui was able to use its life/earth magic to great effect, creating entire forests and fields of flowers while the sword was going berserk, and other instances of the sword's use created vines that choked and crushed enemies. The poison and thorn abilities from the Earth element also suit his style well.
Dragon: Saralegui's dragon, who he calls Shima after his home country, is between medium and standard size, about the size and build of a particularly lean horse -- if that horse had wings and a long reptilian tail, of course. She has four legs and one set of wings like your standard Western-style dragon, but with some distinctly avian features. Her snout more resembles a bird's beak with a downward curve to a point and a bone-smooth surface, and her wings are feathered rather than leathery. Small, almost downy feathers also run down along her spine and at the top of her neck just behind her jaw and ears, and her tail is tufted with some longer feathers. Her hide is primarily covered by smooth, pale gold scales, with certain patches along her legs and underside being a bit darker and more resembling the scaling on a bird's feet. Her feathers at their base are a pale gold that blends in with her scales, but they lighten along their length to a creamy white near the tip.
She's capable of flight, but only just large enough to be ridden by one person. Because of her size and the placement of her wings, a rider would have to sit further back than they would on a horse, with their legs behind the joint of her wings, and lay low against her back to keep balanced. She eats meat, preferably raw, and though she can hunt on land, she prefers fishing for her food. She doesn't really like to be entirely immersed in the water, but she doesn't mind getting a little wet while fishing or splashing around in the shallows by the shore.
Her egg will be just a little bit smaller than an ostrich egg, smooth in texture and ivory colored with golden flecks throughout.
Personality traits inherited from Character Bond:
Writing Samples
First Sample: TDM sample
Second Sample:
He was used to hearing a bit of a commotion following him through the market, between the attention his delicate looks had always gotten him and the new addition of a dragon doggedly tailing him everywhere. Even just in the short while he'd been in the city so far, he'd grown accustomed to the sounds of things getting scattered and knocked over by an overeager juvenile dragon and the surprised and irritated noises of the nearby locals. It was lucky that the people of the city seemed to revere the dragons so much, otherwise Saralegui imagined those messes wouldn't be shrugged off so easily.
Everything taken into consideration, he didn't pay much attention to the sudden ruckus behind him. The familiar scrabble of claws on cobblestones, the clattering of something being toppled. He'd only paused, sighing and mentally preparing to apologize and charm whatever poor merchant had had their stall knocked over.
Then he heard his own dragon's screeching, familiar but louder and more distressed than he'd ever heard her, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment as he whipped around, plans and speeches already forgotten.
There was indeed a stall knocked over, its owner pressed anxiously back against the wall while Saralegui's dragon hunched behind the fallen wooden top, visible only by her bright feathered wings peeking out. A larger dragon, rusty brown and intimidatingly covered in small spikes, hissed and clawed at the other side of the wood while its scion frantically tried to reign it in.
The was blood on the stone path.
Blood suddenly like ice in his veins, Saralegui pushed back through the gathering crowd, sidestepping the hostile dragon just barely and clambering over the side of the topped stall. Hidden behind it, Shima was curled awkwardly, one foreleg held off the ground and dripping blood. He didn't even have to call her before she was on him, scrabbling up into his arms as best she could with what seemed to be an injured leg and a scratch along her side. He thought she probably shouldn't have been moving around at all before that was looked at, that moving had to only hurt more. But she pressed close to him with another distressed little screech, and he gathered her up almost automatically.
It was lucky that she was so light. She was still only about the size of a medium dog, but he wasn't known for his strength or muscles. Still, whatever effort it took to carry her didn't seem to reach him at that moment. Neither did the words of the other scion, frantic and apologetic with some explanation of the scene he hadn't witnessed. Later, he'd probably dredge up some anger for them and their beast of a dragon, but he couldn't even manage that right then. Shima was curled against him, claws digging into his shoulders and blood staining his pale clothes.
He ignored the other scion and pushed back through the crowd. Suddenly, all he could find he cared about was finding some sort of healer. Immediately.
30 Day Opt-In
In the 30 days that your character has been in the city, how have they spent their time? Saralegui spent the first few days deeply depressed and mostly taking it out on the little dragon he'd found himself stuck with. Luckily, she's a needy little thing and wasn't dissuaded, and he got over himself after those first couple of days and stopped trying to chase her off. The majority of his time since then has been spent focusing on his dragon to think less about everything that was lost back home, figuring out her eating habits and mannerisms and whatnot. He's explored the city a fair bit, and he's trying to build himself a solid foundation of knowledge about the city, its inhabitants and its system of governance.
Has the dragon hatched yet? Did their egg hatch immediately or was there time between locating their egg in the Heart of Nuren and the dragon's hatchday? How much have they grown? His dragon hatched about a day after being located. She's grown just a little so far, to about the size of a average dog.
How have your character's interactions with the Remnants within the city been? Aside from his first few days of sulking, Saralegui's made an effort to come across as pleasant and charming with the locals. He's gotta build himself a reputation from scratch, after all, especially if he wants to gain any real influence here.
How have your character's interactions with the Touched within the city been? He admittedly can't help but marvel over some of the more obvious Touched, the more inhuman-looking ones, but he otherwise treats them no different from the Remnants. He knows better than to assume one sort of people are any different from another, despite surface differences.
Has your character been living in the mountain cavern homes of Upper Nuren or within the housing areas of Lower Nuren? He's stayed in the mountain cavern homes so far, mostly out of convenience, but he's been getting curious about finding somewhere more private lately.