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New Versailles

Isles Write

Played by Lyssic

My perks

â¯ Who am I?

Quote:

Bargain not with Darkness: in time it will take us all.

I shifted from beneath to escape and, wandered out of my grave in the cemetery with a plan in my mind, a plan on which I was willing to gamble my life with the powerful freedom of a being who truly does not care for that life, who has the extraordinary strength of a being willing to die.

That was my hunger, making me incessantly think of drinking blood. The second thing that brought me back-the decisive thing really-was the ceaseless whining of electricity, and frantic metallic machines that roared down these paved roads...
â¯â¯ Skills

③ Empathy
③ Intimidation
③ Leadership ② Streetwise
② Subterfuge
④ Crafts ② Etiquette
④ Stealth
④ Occult
â¯â¯ My Disciplines

① Beginner - ⑤ Master

⎓/
Abyss Mysticism/

⤷ Shadow of Hands
⤷ Comforting Darkness
⤷ Calling the shade /⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓ ③

⎓/

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⎓/ Dementation⎓/

Dominate⎓/

Obtenebration ⎓/ /⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓ ②

/⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓ ③

/⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓⎓ ⑤

Quote:

For something that lurks in the shadows she sure loves the spotlight.

â¯â¯ Attributes

175cm - 5'7''
55kg - 120lbs

③ Strength
③ Dexterity
② Stamina

In appearance she 'takes care of herself', she runs like any human, lifts weights (up to 250lbs) like any human and appears to be able to take a punch or two.

Tattoo Artist

② Charisma
④ Manipulation
④ Appearance

There is something about her that makes her likeable. Either it's her appearance that gets her the occasional free drink at a bar or the way she talks. She could lure one into a false sense of security.

Stable

③ Perception
④ Intelligence
② Wits

No doubt that she's more visually inclined, however, there is an earieness to how much she could percieve with eyes that display a keen intellect. Fear not, one can still take the micky out on her if they dared.

â¯ Who am I?

Time passed; yet it did not pass. Each change in the moving air was caressing. And when there came from the softly lighted city beyond a chorus of dim church bells ringing the hour, they did not mark the passage of mortal time. They were only the purest music, and I lay stunned, my mouth open, as I stared at the passing clouds. It looked like the city was burning, so bright was the light to me and so terrifying that I still have nightmares that haunt my sleep.

❯❯ Can't use modern technology;
❯❯ Ruthlessness, failure is not an option;
❯❯ Casts no reflection, including what she wears.