~*. Ophelia Darkheart .*~
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::Whats this creeping through the shadows?..almost unnoticed, if it wasnt for the 'click clack' of her combat boots..[muddy..]
cursing under her breath she steps from the safety of "her" darkness and flashes the best smile she knows how. Silken black hair blows in the cold [freezing] wind as she studies you, honey colored [mm..]eyes narrowed ever so slightly..[grr..]..
"to trust or not to trust..that tis the question"
she absentmindedly fingers a strand of the raven hair [so..soft..] as her icy stare meets yours. She steps forward and reaches out, running her hand seductivly down your chest..her smile inching bigger on her blood Her other hand moves from the stray strand of hair and touches your cheek..her nails [black as death] tingle your skin..Slowly..[so slowly] she slides that hand behind your neck and yanks it back [hard]..whats this vixen doing you ask? She growls and lowers her "angelic" face to your neck. Her dagger like fangs breaking the skin on you neck. She drinks up your crimson juice..[yummy..]..well..eve ryone has to eat..dont they
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In the past...
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She was born in Ireland..her family rich. At the age of 8 or so, her family was slaughtered by a group of vampire slayers. Leaving her with no one. She lived in her estate for several years alone..and with the momories of what happened. at the age of 17 she moved..taking all her families riches with her. She wandered around for a few years...to afraid to stay in one place..afraid the slayers would find and kill her as well. Now..she is currentlu staying in Rhydin..spending most her time at The Rhydin Waterfalls...and the various taverns and bars. Her past still haunts her day and night...and some people might even consider her a litte...how do you say..nuts?
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Guild[s]
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as of right now...she is only in one..yes thats right..one Guild...
Lady of Illusions, Ancient Division, ACoS [2d36, LC]
maybe more to come
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