Bernia Varia the bastard daughter from the Red Mane Clan.
The Red Mane Clan was a demihuman clan of Beastfolk who resembled lions but their manes, for the males and fur, for the females was red.
They were a warring Clan which bloomed in the battlefield and we're often hired as mercenaries or soldiers to participate in wars.
They were sting like most Beastfolk but they were deficient unlike other Beastfolk of the lion clans
Their claws were not sharp, such a minor difference yet it resulted in the longest oppression that ever existed among those of the lion king
A lion without claws is nothing more of a coward, or so their customs say, they are weak and unworthy tainting the grand name of their Ancestors
The Lion King had A Dozen Ancestors Each who had grown to their peak and reached the cusp of it being able to return to nature, to their primal form, they attain the highest honor all Beastfolk strive to achieve
Beastification
It is the Ability of a Beastfolk to transform into their lineage beast, the beast from which they draw their Clam name, they take it's form it's aura, it's traits thereby becoming beasts themselves while still having their minds.
The Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Brown, White, Gold, Purple, Silver and Black were the eleven Ancestors of the Lion kin.
The twelfth and strongest of them all was the Rainbow Lion who was The first General of the Beast King. He did not make a clan nor have a descendant as he let his name and kind be the only one in existence.
But the ancestor of the Red clan lost it's claws, how that happened remained a myth buy this one defect was carried through it's bloodline such that all it's clansmen inherited his defect.
This one if the strongest and most respected clans fell to be the last of the eleven, but lions are not quitters they thrive in the hardship as they become better
But the Red lions were unable to surpass the other clans they remained at the bottom only being worth hired mercenaries.
From the Chief of the Red Lions, a mistake was made during one of his endeavors
It was the season of Cupid who blessed even the reluctant dragons to breed despite being low in reproducing rates.
Yeriv Varia Jur'ga The Chief of the Red lions and Head if the Jur'ga Family was a warrior chief.
He lead his people to wars and missions as he taught them how to overcome their weakness if claws by taking up arms
The adopted the human ways of war as they became skilled in blades
Yeriv himself was a master if the spear as his wave could tear down mountains, his eyes crazed when he meet other spear wielders as he only saw it as a way to improve himself
During one such missions, Yeriv had lost one of his clansmen, he was devasted and intoxicated, from the night of ale, he took a human woman
In the night of cupid beneath the full moon, he slept with a human, breaking one of the major rules of the Lion kin.
The human was a waitress at a bar he frequented, a stop he always made. She had been smitten and upon getting a chance with the red maned, war toned Lion kin she took it
Yeriv apologized and asked that she not speak of the affair, he was a chief a man with a wife, despite Beastfolk being polygamous there was a rule to never marry or even indulge in humans.
She accepted and they buried the affair, but fate had other plans as after a few months she was with a child
She got all the symptoms from nausea to throwing up, when Yeriv visited during the winter after another mercenary mission, he found Ursula, the waitress with a child.
The baby had Fiery red hair, with honey brown eyes like glittered like Jewels, his heart trembled as he knew this was his daughter regardless if the situation she was conceived she was his.
Her mother had yet to name her, saying she wanted her father to name her. Yeriv looked at his jewel,his baby, his pride and named her Berian after his grandmother a fierce warrior, the woman who taught him how to weild the blade.
He then gave her his name, nit his family name the Jur'ga Family would not allow it and so he gave her what was his, Varia.
In the years to come whenever Yeriv stopped by the slumbering town, he would see his daughter and train her, teach her, okay with her and adore her
But like.most secrets they are never hidden for too long, one if his clansmen picked up in his irregularities and spoke to the Lioness if the Clan
Devea, she was a loathing female that one, what was hers was her, even her cowives were barely able to exist due to the clans customs
She was from a neighbouring Clan, the Orange lions. She had never wanted to be married of to the Red lions but given their low reputation beggars could not be choosers.
Thus she was betrothed to the Red lions, as the Lioness of the Clan, the lion Queen if Jur'ga Family. Her words, her growl, her roar was third in the Clan. The first being her husband's, the Chief and the second being the council of Elders
Her ego grew as she was not from a prominent family, it was mearly her beauty that allowed her to catch the eys of most plus her cunning, she who would atmost be married to the Orange Lions warriors was betrothed to the Red lions Chief, in hopes of birthing a descendant who would not bear their clans deficiency.
Her children were first with the cowives being second, her needs were first with the rest being second, she had schemes and plotted for so long that half the council supported her
Her words, her growl, her roar was now second to her husband
So she calmed her insidious tendancies and relaxed as she grew to live her family as she now held dominion just beneath her husband.
But upon learning of a halfbreed, a mongrel that tainted her family line, her blood line, her home, an insect born of a human
The village was bathed in blood