Pramanix

[Code Name] Pramanix [Gender] Female [Combat Experience] Half a year [Place of Birth] Kjerag [Date of Birth] February 13 [Race] Feline [Height] 161cm [Infection Status] Medical tests have confirmed that no infection is present.

[Physical Strength] Normal [Mobility] Normal [Physical Resilience] Standard [Tactical Acumen] Excellent [Combat Skill] Standard [Originium Arts Assimilation] Outstanding

Pramanix is a Karlan Saintess born in Kjerag, the leader of the entire religion of her homeland. She uses the holy bell given to her by the gods to summon the power of wind and snow. She came to Rhodes Island by secret means, and the post she holds as well as how long she's held it are both confidential.

Imaging tests reveal clear, normal outlines of internal organs, and no abnormal shadows have been detected. Originium granules have not been detected in the circulatory system and there is no sign of infection. At this time, this Operator is believed to be non-infected. [Cell-Originium Fusion Rate] 0% Operator shows no signs of infection at this time. [Blood Crystal Density] 0.11u/L This Operator has not been active in zones with large concentrations of Originium.

The Karlan Saintess, the Enlightened One, and the Praised One...all of these titles belong to Pramanix and Pramanix alone. As the supreme leader of the entire religion of Kjerag, she has a series of special privileges. Even her older brother, nominally Kjerag's most senior official, SilverAsh, must bow to her in public. She is honored, perfect, and divine. She brings glory to Kjerag. Yet nobody knows that in her heart, she is suffering.

The ceremony for canonizing a new saint is sacred, but brutal. After the current saint passes away, girls of the appropriate age all head to the shrine where a saint is chosen. Only the girl hit by the first drop of water from the thawing ice obtains the right to be the saint. Afterward, the chosen one takes the trial bell and sets out from the shrine. They follow Heaven's Road up the mountain to the Residence of the Gods. Once they hang the trial bell upon its hook there, the trial is over. En route, it is customary for the girl to nod her head every three steps and ring the bell every five. Those who break this custom lose their chance to become saints. The new saint is born from the thawing snow on the second day. Because Heaven's Road is long and winding, the trial is very severe. Some give up immediately. Others collapse on the side of the road. Only those who have a solid constitution, strength, piety, and the protection of the gods will have the chance to become the saint.

Aside from the elders of the Vine-Bear Court, Pramanix also has to deal with the everyday affairs of the clergy: visiting statesmen, conducting all manner of religious ceremonies, and deciphering countless scriptures. There are so many tasks that she is sometimes overwhelmed with pressure, to the point of being unable to breathe. Because of this, she has to come up with clever methods to relax. It is then that she unloads her burden and reveals her true nature.

If she hadn't become saint, Pramanix might still be at the old Silverash residence, fiddling with her favorite silks, drinking tea, or reading books into the afternoon. However, her brother made a difficult decision, and they reached a compromise. The two have since broken off contact with one another. Even their blood relation cannot make up for the disappointment Pramanix feels toward SilverAsh. Apart from polite greetings in public, the two haven't had a conversation since.

Pramanix's bell was given to her by the gods. According to legend, its sound can summon ice and snow strong enough to extinguish flames and wrap the world in cold. In reality, it does not live up to such exaggerated stories, but it is still a much stronger weapon than most ordinary staves. It should be noted that when ringing the bell, it must be accompanied by a prayer. If the bell does not sound, then its wielder will be encased in ice. If a mistake is made in the prayer, the Arts will be cast upon the bell-wielder herself. Essentially, no one but Pramanix is capable of using the bell.

When Karlan's bell tolls, the blizzard is nigh. While conspicuously lazy in her off-time, when Pramanix hits the battlefield, the might of the mountains in a millennium's solemn towering of ice and snow are called by her soft prayer. The bitter cold shelters its tenacious people, and the weak intruders will fall in the end.