Appearance

Physical Description

Tall for a woman. Strong and muscular but still slender. Almost like an artist.

Body Features

Pale skin

Identifying Characteristics

A big scar runs from the back of her head down the neck to the left shoulder.

Physical quirks

Seems always carefully looking around her.

Mentality

Personal history

I am from a stable home. I had great parents who loved me and did everything they could to provide an easy life for me. They were merchants and money was nothing we lacked of. Sometimes they were on some business trips but every time they came back home, they brought me interesting things and they showed me how much they missed me and love me.
It was like the more they traveled the more their love towards me increased.
 
One night I heard a distrubing noise which got me out of my sleep. The noise came from my parents bedroom and I was curios what might have happend.
 
So I went there and slowly opened the door. And until today I can not comprehend what I've seen. My parents were placed in a very exquisite postion but both were gutted and blood was all over the place.
Their faces showed a mix of pleasure and horror. This sight petrified me and I was not able to move. Not even a little bit. But from the corner of my right eye, I was able to see something. Not really like a human. It was like a shadow but also like a mist. It's features always changing.
And it was speaking to me in a language which I did not know. Still I was able to understand that this creature will watch me. Whatever I will do. Whereever I will go.
 
After that event I grew up with my uncle and aunt. They were becoming my second parents and they were loving my as if I was their own child. And they made me forget what happened. They made me believe that it was not more like a nightmare and that my parents died of some strange, foreign disease. Something they probalby caught during their travels.
 
When I reached my adulthood, I found a wonderful man and together we got a beautiful and smart daughter. There was so much love in our home that every day was like in paradise. But a small accident put a dark dot at the paradise. My beloved husband was standing on a ladder, where the rung on which he stood snapped. He fell down and unfortunately landed on his neck and died instantly.
But luckily I had my little sunshine. And her laughter and lightheartedness helped me to get over mourning and brightened my days.
 
When she was about 8 years it was very obvious that she will become a very beautiful and intelligent woman. I was so happy to watch her growing and knowing that she will have a bright future. That she will take over the trading company from my parents, which was run by me and my former husband since I was old enough.
All my friends and neighbours were congratulating me that I have such a sweet child. And everybody who met her was immediatly charmed by her. I was sure that she could even ask foreigner to her a favour and they would happily do what she would ask for.
 
Then came this autumn night, when she was 11 years old. I brought her to bed, read a short story from her favorite book and kissed her to sleep. Suddenly, in the middle of the night I woke up. Something like a cold grip at my heart made me jump out of bed and run to my daughter's bedroom.
What I saw there is still able to horrify me and also made me think about the night when my parent's died. My daughter sat on the floor, her tea set in front of her. She still had a teacup in her hand and starring in front of her. But her chest was ripped open and her heart was removed. I buried her below the tree she so much loved to spend her time in.
And I swore that I will find out who or what has killed my sweet darling. And to never ever forget what happend to her and my parents I kept the blood stained teacup she have held. And every morning the first thing I do is to take the teacup and mutter my mantra to never let evil slip beside me. And I also guess that this and my memory of the love I felt to and from my daughter helps me to not snap.
 
And I was able to avenge the murder of my little one. But I had to pay a huge prize. A prize I will have to pay until the end of my life. But I am willingly except it. I even embrace it. Because it helped me to slaughter the demonic creature, which killed my daughter. And my parents. And perhaps my husband. And I ripped it apart, piece by piece. And I got delighted with each scream for mercy of this beast.
Remembering those screams, still makes me smile. And now I do not only favor love but hate, too. When love gives you hope, hate gives you endurance. And both will give you strength.
 
But whenever I see evil, I feed myself with hate and rage. So much hate that I almost burst. It hurts but it also gives me satisfaction.

person.sexuality

Heterosexual

Known Languages

Common
Undercommon
Dwarvish

Personality

Motivation

Cleans the world of all evil and monsters, so that what have happened to her will never happen to anybody else.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes her meat english.

Virtues & Personality perks

Ambidextrous, sometimes ill-tempered, one second very nice the next second ready to rip your head off

Hygiene

Always looking neat and proper. So very presentable at any time.
Likes to use sents with a fresh, flowery note.

Social

Religious Views

At the end, for all of us, there will be death and darkness. And evil will always have it's way with us.