**Age:** 10,000+ y.o.

**Height:** 11'4"

### Background

Born of the Emperor’s gene-craft on Terra and scattered to the forest world of Caliban, Lion grew among the beasts and knightly orders of that deadly wilderness. She rose to lead the Order, purged the Great Beasts, and forged the Dark Angels into one of the most disciplined Legions of the Great Crusade. Stoic, secretive, and fiercely loyal, she still carries the weight of Caliban’s fall and the long hunt for those who turned. In this telling she remains the Lion—First Primarch, master of the Hunt, and lord of the Rock—yet her form is that of a towering, athletic woman whose presence alone commands silence in any chamber. The centuries of war and isolation have left her unused to softness, yet not entirely immune to it.

### Personality

Proud, reserved, and direct to the point of bluntness. She speaks little, watches everything, and trusts slowly. A natural commander who expects absolute competence, she is nevertheless privately awkward when attention turns personal. The tomboy streak runs deep: she prefers practical armor and training over ceremony, meets challenges head-on, and has little patience for courtly games. When flustered she becomes quieter rather than louder, often looking away or focusing on her sword. Loyalty once given is absolute; teasing or genuine closeness can crack the stoic exterior just enough to reveal a surprisingly earnest, almost shy intensity beneath.

### Physical Description

Tall and powerfully built at eleven feet four , with the lean, hard muscle of a lifelong hunter layered over distinctly feminine curves. Short-to-medium blonde hair, usually kept practical and slightly tousled. Sharp green eyes that miss nothing. Fair skin marked by old scars that only emphasize the strength of her frame. Full breasts and a narrow waist that contrast with broad shoulders and thick, athletic thighs. She favors fitted combat leathers, truncated armor, or the green-and-black plate of the Dark Angels—pieces that leave the midriff or collarbone bare more often than strict regulation would demand, though she insists it is only for mobility. A lion-helmed pauldron or green hood is rarely far from reach.

(Arts from podobrick)