Lafrenia

Clutching her claymore tightly in her hands, the Kaolian woman stood opposite her opponent, carefully watching his every move. He returned the favor, bloodshot eyes fixed on his prey. Finally, sensing a moment to strike, the monster let out a monstrous roar and lunged forward, but its paws caught only air — the girl slipped between her opponent's legs, slashing one of them open along the way. The ensuing second roar, this time filled with pain and rage, nearly knocked the swordswoman off her feet, but she managed to keep her balance and hastily retreated away from the beast, which was mercilessly tearing apart everything in its path. However, now wounded and having lost its composure, the monster could no longer keep up with its quarry, growing more and more exhausted with each passing minute of the duel. And finally, catching the moment when the monster's attacks became less frequent, the Kaolian took the initiative herself and, swiftly closing the distance, delivered a finishing blow to the creature. Spraying the girl's face with blood, her opponent collapsed to the ground. 
 — Airlys! — before the Kaolian could do anything else, a female voice full of concern rang out from behind her back. 
 — Oh, Ryla, didn't expect to see you here, — the Kaolian smiled, turning toward the approaching female voice. 
The answer she received was silence from a pale Ryla, whose eyes were wide with horror. It was hard to say whether what frightened her was the monster lying in the clearing, her acquaintance with a bloodied claymore and a smile on her blood-spattered face, or some combination of all these elements. 
 — Ah, — Airlys realized, glancing at the lifeless creature, — don't worry about that. Thanks to my efforts, — the swordswoman patted the hilt of her claymore, — he won't be doing anything to you anymore. 
 — A-airlys, — Ryla spoke, stammering, — w-what's going on here? Why is there a m-monster? A c-claymore? 
 — Nothing special — just an ordinary rehearsal. Although, — the Kaolian paused in thought, — no, not quite the right term. Simply getting into character. And doing a good deed along the way. 
 — G-getting into character? — Ryla looked back and forth from Airlys to the monster in confusion. 
 — Well yes. Reminding myself what it feels like, — the swordswoman nodded.  
 — B-but you could have been killed, — her interlocutor objected, albeit hesitantly. 
 — Purely theoretically, — Airlys cast her gaze upon the creature's body with a certain measure of doubt mixed with disdain, — but highly unlikely. Creatures like this aren't all that dangerous if you know how to deal with them. They look menacing, but that's where it ends. In a way, they're actors just like us, — the Kaolian chuckled under her breath, — perhaps "rehearsal" wasn't such an inappropriate term after all. But that's all semantics. So what brings you here? 
 — R-rehearsal, — Ryla answered timidly, then turned pale again as her gaze shifted to the monster's corpse. — All alone! W-without any of those! I love the forest's... — the girl hesitated, — ...silence and peace. 
 — But I interrupted your rehearsal with mine, and you decided to check the source of the noise? In that case, please forgive me — I didn't expect anyone else here, — the Kaolian tilted her head slightly as she said the last phrase. — I take it you're no longer in the mood for rehearsals, am I right? 
In response, Airlys received silent but very vigorous nodding. 
 — Excellent! — the swordswoman clapped her hands together with a wide smile. — In that case, I would be most grateful if you'd agree to help me drag this carcass back to town. Originally I intended to settle for just a trophy as proof of work done, but with your help I can also guarantee our troupe a tasty and nutritious dinner.  
Whether Ryla's consent came from genuine desire to help or fear of Airlys was unclear, but the answer to the Kaolian's request was another nod — this time timid and uncertain. 

***

Despite Ryla's concerns, the acting troupe found what happened in the woods rather amusing, and Airlys' methods became the subject of a number of jokes. Gradually, they drew attention not only from the actors themselves, but also from the Queen's loyal subjects, who recruited the Kaolian into their ranks. 

Origin:
Kaoli
F: Beauty +5, agility +5, speed +3, health -40, attack -4.
・Ability to learn magic.
・Elemental Attacks [500]: the character's melee and ranged attacks deal magical damage and cause burn or paralysis for 1 turn. Can be learned twice.
・Wall [1500]: the character can create obstacles on the battlefield. Up to 15 tiles per day. Obstacles have 100 hit points and 25 defense. 
・Teleportation [1000]: the character moves to any unoccupied tile within 15 tiles of themselves. Can be used up to five times per day. 
Conviction: 
Gula
・+90 to health, +2 to charisma, -1 AP, -2 to evasion, -2 to speed.
・Effectiveness of food, drinks, and potions on oneself is doubled. 
Attributes:
Attack: 6 (9)
Health: 150 (170)
Defense: 0
Accuracy: 10
Evasion: 13
Speed: 12
Willpower: 11
AP: 4
Charisma: 12
Beauty: 16
Crit: 0%
Event Points: 1
Skills:
Claymore II (1000 experience)
1. No penalty
2. +3 to attack, +20 to health
Attribute Increase (500 experience)
Inventory:
Claymore, Airlys' clothes, money, medallion with a blue rose depicted on it (emblem of the acting troupe), salted pretzels, fruit tea.