Lutherion Vos Peridus; a name granted to her not by the couple that birthed her, but by the group of priests who had raised her. Left at the foot of a church in a small, no-name town near the coast, the Goliath child was taken in and raised by these human priests. Throughout her childhood she wasn't treated as anything special, but she realized her differences swiftly, growing much taller and bulkier than the only other child in the village that was around her age. However, she grew to find pride in her size, and earnestly wished to protect the other villagers, whom of which she had far outgrown in size by the time she escaped her early childhood and outlived her first decade.

In that time she dedicated herself to the Priests and her village's local deity, that which was named Ixchlomac. She never heard its voice, but the priests claimed to have, and thus they directed her in all of the ways the god asked. As she was soon approaching her teens her aptitude as a fighter and the purity of her heart had proven that she was just righteous and good enough to become a champion of the deity that watched over that little village. Thus, she took on that holy duty. And what was her first task as Ixchlomac's only chosen champion? To guard a holy maiden.

One which just so happened to be Luther's childhood friend, the only other child her age. A pretty, frail girl by the name of Remah. The two of them were to remain in a tall tower together, living a life on their own in seclusion until she was to be delivered unto the church for a sacred rite. The two agreed, finding no reason to disagree. In the three years the two of them spent within that tower they grew to know each other more and more, more deeply than they had when they were just friends in that town. Eventually, Remah granted Luther knowledge of her feelings, to which Luther wholeheartedly accepted. As time passed, those affections only grew.

The two shared a powerful love with one another, so far as to even hold a fake wedding ceremony for each other, for which they were the only witnesses, that and the ever watching eyes of Ixchlomac. They knew that their love might not necessarily receive the blessing of their patron, a holy maiden and the tool that was sworn to protect her. Never the less, the indulged themselves, and the two became one. It wasn't long after that when something unexpected happened. Remah would begin to become swollen with child. The two immediately thought that perhaps Ixchlomac had blessed them with a child, and the two rejoiced, excited for the child that they might be raising together.

Until one night. Luther awakened from a deep sleep to find that Remah was gone. She searched high and low within the confines of the tower, only to find no one. She could hear noises however, from the highest point of the tower. She raced there as swiftly as she could and entered to find a gruesome scene, a ritual of sorts being performed around Remah's naked, writhing form. The thing that was growing inside of her, it was fighting gruesomely to get out. She moved to try and wrest her free, however the priests, the cultists, got in her way. She cut them down without a care, her only allegiance was to the woman before her, her bride, the flower that she couldn't keep from wilting.

She was too late though. Before long the thing that was inside Remah broke free, and what cultists remained fell to their knees and worshipped, uttering the name again and again, "Ixchlomac." Stunned, then furious, Luther charged at the creature, only to be knocked off of the tower, being sent hurtling towards her certain demise.

Yet she awoke unscathed. She searched the tower and the town to find no one and nothing, only the corpse of the one she had loved so. After burying her at the base of the tower she steeled her resolve and set out on a new journey, to find the creature, the god named Ixchlomac that was brought to this mortal realm, and slay it, no matter what it would cost her in exchange.

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So.
Something I've always wanted to do is make really cool characters.
But with big boobs.
Because I'm a big boobed girl and really

It's kinda disheartening, the sort of things I've essentially been told.

That I can only be one thing, maybe another.
But never, ever, ever
A person who hunts fairies.
A quiet brute.

A horrific monster that kills and breaks the minds of other monsters.

Luther is such a thing. And she's also a good girl.