Age:: Born in the beginning
Species:: demon
Rank:: Demon Queen
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Weapons:: Flanged Mace
History:: It is said that near the dawn of time the king of demons left the depths of hell to find his bride. She must be beautiful. Beyond compare, he searched far and wide, and found no one worthy of himself. In his anger he destroyed cities, and demanded tithes from the terrifyed villagers of Alethia who now kept their daughters carefully hidded from the demon king who killed them mercilessly in his anger. One night after he retired to his throne room to brood there came a knock upon the door. The bewildered King commanded the doors to open, and was surprised to see two of his guards enter, each holding the arm of a young woman. She truly was very easy on the eyes, although still not good enough to stand by his side, he stubbornly assured himself. The guards released the woman at the foot of his towering throne, and left with a bow. The girl Straightened and brushed off her skirts, which suited her well, he noticed with an appraising eye. She lifted her chin proudly, and then curtsyed deeply. He chuckled to himself, and demanded to know her reasons for coming to him here. The girl trembled slightly at the sound of his voice, but he was pleased to see that she wasn't blind with fear as others were at the sight of him. She had come to strike a deal, she would stand by his side for the rest of eternity if only he would leave the kingdom in peace to prosper. He considered her offer, and while he was considering, motioned her to come forth so he could get a clearer look at her. Her hair was Long, and as velvety black as a starless night. Her evey were a very pretty blue color. She stood tall, taller than most women he had encountered, though still significantly shorter than himself (though that was to be expected).
"Do you realise, that you would have to leave everything you care for, to live in this citadel?" He questioned idly, noticing grief briefly wrack through her slender frame. She bit her lip, and nodded curtly. "And do you realize that you'd have to give up every shred of your humanity, and become immortal, as I?" Again, she complied. And after a few fleeting moments, the King took her by the arm, and led her down into the lower chambers of the citadel. There, various rituals were performed. And she was transformed into a demon, and very obviously queen material. The procedures had drained her of color. Her long silky hair was now silvery white, like moonshine, and her eyes like liquid pools of grey. Another dramatic change was her tapered ears, and the curled horns that adorned her head like a crown. The demon was impressed inspite of himself, and wed her that very night. She truly was an ethereal creature, and her treated her as such, showering her with gifts, and cherishing her above all others. And despite the loss of her humanity, the people of Aelethia treated her with Kindness and respect, as she had freed them from that reign of terror.
abilities:: keen eyesight, ability to bind the minds of humans and demons alike to do her bidding.
Other:: Despite her demonic rank, powers, she is Kind to the people of Alethea, and treats its monarchs with something akin to respect, although she has grown rather cynical during her years ruling as the queen of the underworld.
Character name: Nienna AldarÃon
Age: 2364
Species: Elf Maiden
Rank/Job:Bounty hunter
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Weapons:.....
History: She lived with the elves for the first five hundred years of her life. Well, she assumes she does, Her memories are clouded, as if watched through someone else's eyes. It was ner her 675th birthday when she left her home. Not surprisingly, the elves were only happy to usher her towards the boredor of their domain. Their sunny smiles didn't even touch the dark look in their eyes as they waved her off. She refused to even pretend like she would miss them. A smile never graced her lips, and once she left she never looked back. These woods were never her home, she may have been born, and raised there, but her heart wasn't with those people. Most of it was her fault. They had always attempted to make her feel welcome. But her stubborn nature refused to accept that they meant even a word of what they said. Something was different about her, they whispered amongst themselfs. She had heard it from their own mouths as a young impressionable teenager. Nienna couldn't find any difference in herself Apart from they strang dreams that would wake her in a cold sweat. Ahe was a strong, and agile as others of her age, True; her hair was a smidge darker than normal, but Her skin was still the frosty pale of the light elves. Besides, her bloodline was entirely pure of the Drow, and thankfully so. If it was because of her gift than, they were just being overcautious. She could barely levitate a rock off the forest floor, so it wasn't like she was going on a bloody rampage.
She traveled across most of Aelethia, never stopping for more than a few days. And never staying the night in one of the grand cities. The tightpacked streets made her flesh crawl, and the loud noises made her sensitive ears hurt after a while. Soon after she left the shelter of the elves, she realized she needed employment, she didn't have much experience at the time, but she took up bounty hunting. Blissfully unaware of the more gruesome parts of her job of choice, she took up her first assignment within a week. As she soon learned, detainment was not an option. In this world it was kill or be killed, and well... She's still here two thousand years later, and much more experienced now than she was back then. At first the killings made her heartsick for those she had cut down, but after a while she learned to take only job that dealt with the underworld.
Abilities She has a bit of magic, but its hardly worth mentioning. She is efficient with almost all weapons except for the shortbow, because she tends to draw the string to tight, and snap it in half. And also excluding Kunai, and shruiken.
Other: She gets along especially well with the dragon sayers, but despises demons, and tends to kill them without a second thought, even when not on a job. Despite her age, she is still quite young for an elf. she has a quick temper, and is really rather quiet most of the time.
