Yuriy Ymir

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- Yuriy Ymir

Appearance:
Yuriy's a big girl, you'd likely notice that about her first. Standing at 6 feet and 7 inches tall, broad and rippling with muscle, and weighing a total of 245 lbs. Yuriy's skin is fairly rough, tanned from the sun, and scraped up from the ground; under her clothes, her skin is lighter with a noticeable, but not terrible tan line. Yuriy's figure is not all that girlish, given her musculature, though she has a distinct bust, and a not entirely masculine waist. A few scars dot her calves and back, claw marks mostly.

Yuriy's face, contrary to her otherwise tomboyish look, isn't quite so rough and hard. Though her jaw is somewhat square, her features are still soft, if not equally as dirty as the rest of her. She has a passive grin that's rather hard to get rid of, a slightly larger nose that shows signs of being broken in the past, and a warm pair of soft brown eyes, though they're hidden behind her bangs far more often than not. Yuriy's hair, as you might expect, is a mess. Dusty grey and slightly wavy, it closely resembles a mop on her head; it reaches down to her cheeks in the front, covering her eyes like a sheepdog, and is cut unevenly in the back, the right side reaching her shoulder and the left just passing her jaw.

Yuriy's outfit consists simply of a dark green crop-top, and a pair of dusty canvas colored sweatpants. Likewise, she wears a green sweatshirt tied around her waist, athletic tape wrapped around her hands, and a pair of brown combat boots

Personality:
First and foremost, Yuriy values above most else, hard work and busy hands. Idleness doesn't suit the girl, long periods spent without progress or improvement make her restless and frustrated; because of this, Yuriy is rather impulsive, prone to jumping the gun or otherwise plain impatience. Yuriy oozes confidence, she's well aware of her strength and skill, and makes it difficult to forget.

Often brash and boisterous, Yuriy may be intimidating, or even come off as arrogant in the short term. Buried under there, however, Yuriy holds her friends close to her; though she often finds showing affection difficult at best. Typically, she prefers to show affection and camaraderie through playful jabs and roughhousing. Yuriy is intensely loyal to those she cares about, and a clearer sign than any of her friendship is her protectiveness and loyalty.

Yuriy is, among other things, a terrible liar. Whether this is caused by or the cause of her intense dislike of deception and trickery, none can say. What can be said, is the girl's often poorly timed honesty. When forced to lie, your Yuriy is visibly uncomfortable, and in the worst of cases might even tear up, and will resort to vagueness before entirely making up a story.

Semblance: Terraform
Yuriy's semblance grants her telekinetic control over the earth and rock around her, able to move and shape it to her will. Using her semblance, Yuriy can lift many times more earth than she could any other material.

To manipulate the earth, Yuriy's hands must be free and able to mime grabbing, lifting, throwing, ripping, and any other action she wishes to will upon her target. Those especially sensitive to aura will be able to feel which pieces of earth Yuriy has her grip on.

Yuriy's effective range is much in a gradient around her, with her strength at its greatest at her person, touching her target. The further a stone is from Yuriy, the more difficult it is to lift, and more aura and strength must be expended to lift the same size stone.

At her absolute maximum, Yuriy is currently able to lift about 1.5 tonnes of earth for a brief moment, so long as she is touching it. Her current maximum range to lift one pound of stone is 6 meters

Weapon: Richter Magnus
Richter Magnus is technically a long, hefty hammer with a slight bow to the shaft. However, the only constant part of the weapon is the shaft- the head is largely disposable and replaceable, made of a large spike of stone stuck into the ring on the end of Richter Magnus. Typically, The head has a few crystals of dust, usually earth or gravity, stuck haphazardly in the flat end, though she can go without this part if the situation demands.

Yuriy is a simple girl, Richter Magnus has no other forms beyond shaping the head differently, though even this is somewhat of a rarity

Backstory:
Born in a rural settlement off the border of Vale, Yuriy developed her semblance at a rather early age, though she and her semblance were weak, they quickly grew strong. Naturally, Yuriy's family were farmers, making the young girl an asset- able to till and sow the land just as fast as their mules, even faster as she grew. Yuriy was never soft or delicate, always roughhousing with her siblings and neighbors, getting into fights much too often.

Yuriy's semblance developing so early would pay off eventually. One late summer dusk, a team of huntsmen in training, second years, she remembered, landed in her poor town. They were on a mission, they said- a group of the creatures of grimm had been reported lurking in the woods nearby, they had been stationed to protect the town and wipe them out.

Naturally, Yuriy was enamored by the warriors, frequently begging for them to show off, or to follow them into battle. Of course, only rarely did she they indulge her, though her penchant for fighting caught the attention of some of the hunters-to-be, and they taught her a few tricks.

When the time came for the hunters to leave, Yuriy wanted nothing more than to go with them- imagine her whole world being opened up from her little settlement, she had a taste for adventure now, and she was dead set on it. Her parents, however, didn't approve. For the sake of the village, Yuriy had to stay here, she was invaluable. The hunters departed, their mission complete, and Yuriy was left behind.

She knew enough though, she watched from as high as she could get until the ship was just a tiny dot on the horizon. Now she knew where to go, and no force on Remnant could stop her from getting what she wanted.

She packed in secret, storing dried meats and bread, clothes, whatever she felt she needed to survive. With a few days before Yuriy planned to leave left, her plan was discovered. A fight broke out- young Yuriy who'd never so much as raised her voice to her parents spared no effort in a fight that literally shook the house and ground. Finally, the young woman was told to leave, she wasn't welcome back.

Yuriy stormed out, satchel strung across her back, she all but ran through the fields to the woods. Anger kept her afloat for miles, cursing and growling until the sun rose.

Miles into the woods now, loneliness began to creep up on her. Her eyes started to water, and young Yuriy felt a pressure on her heart that grew crushing. Her footsteps grew weaker and her stride dwindled. Yuriy’s anger turned to emptiness, and the realization of what she had done tore her down as it crashed over the girl.

Yuriy collapsed against a fallen tree, shaking and crying.

When night fell eventually, Yuriy locked herself in a tent of stone and curled up. And like a signal fire, Yuriy’s sorrow grabbed the attention of every creature of grimm for two miles. Within hours, Yuriy was surrounded, waking to the sound of claws raking at her rocky shelter. She couldn’t see, but could hear dozens of growls and footfalls around her. She dug deeper into a hole, making her barrier stronger as the clawing turned to smashing.

For nearly three days, Yuriy was trapped almost underground, dehydrated, and scared for her life until finally gunshots and sword swipes broke through the constant din of pounding and snarls.

Yuriy never got to thank the hunters who had found her. She woke up in a positively alien environment, a modern hospital was like nothing she’d seen before. After weakly panicking and pulling out a fair share of plugs and cables, a nurse was able to calm her down and explain.

Vale was now within her reach- though the journey was hardly what she'd daydreamed, she had made it through with her life. Shame did drift over Yuriy though, as her first test to prove herself ended with her needing to be saved by the very people she'd hoped to impress. The shame quickly turned to determination, however. Yuriy was not one to brood, and even less one to give up.

When Yuriy was released, she found herself in a world unlike anything she'd imagined. The technology, the people, the buildings- Yuriy's young mind was blown away by the sights, and completely oblivious. She must have smiled and waved at fifty people walking past before she realized just how much she stood out, people were different here, focused on their business and person. It made sense after a fair while, Yuriy figured with so many neighbors, the city folk couldn't possibly keep up, so they gave up trying.

Finally, and after much deliberation and bumbling, Yuriy was able to make her way to the prestigious Beacon Academy…

Where she was promptly turned down thanks to her age.

Helpfully, she was directed to a lower combat school, where after much practice and growth, Yuriy was able to enroll properly at Beacon Academy.

Yuriy was assigned to team FERY after her initiation, and has worked with the other three diligently, forming a tight bond, though their start was a bit rough.

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The Battle of Beacon constituted the apex of challenge Yuriy has yet to overcome. During the battle, Yuriy’s endurance was pushed to the limit, she erected barriers to contain and bottleneck grimm invaders, supported falling structures, and provided cover for other students and military, in addition to fighting on the ground herself.

Though the battle was lost in the end, Yuriy and her team had helped to save countless civilians before being forced to retreat.

With no reliable place to call home now, Yuriy sticks with her friends and teammates, and will protect them at any cost.

Trivia:
• Yuriy's name is Russian, meaning "Farmer" or "Man who works the land." Thus, her color is brown.

• Yuriy's surname is in reference to the Norse giant of the same name, whose body was made into the earth.

• Richter Magnus is in reference to the Richter scale, used to measure earthquakes, Magnus is Latin for "great."

• Yuriy can see just fine through her hair.

• Yuriy smells like dirt.

• Yuriy's bangs are so long so they can hide all her secrets.