Menasay

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  • Name: Menasay
  • Gender: Female
  • Nicknames: Mena, Mena-chan, Mena-dono, Mena-hime
  • Race: Mutt (Silver wolf demon, angel, human, werewolf and vampire)
  • Class: Princess
  • Alignment: Neutral, Neutral
  • Age: 1958 (Looks 19)
  • Size: A Little Under Average
  • Body Type: Thin, Slim
  • Height: 5"7"
  • Weight: 118
  • Complexion: Fair
  • Hair: Silver, Long
  • Eyes: Light Blue
  • Scars: One on her back, goes down to her butt.
  • Personality: Stubborn, Wise beyond her looks, Perverted, Indifferent
  • Likes: Peace
  • Dislikes: Fighting
  • Parents: Mena Starmae Ringo and Krenodoes Kinder Ringo

• Description

  Light, blue eyes which can change depending on her mood; long, silver starlight hair. 5"6'/5"7' height. Between 110/125lbs

• Biography

  This is her story.
  
  I serve neither light nor darkness for both know my secrets and fines. I awake at dawn and sleep at dusk. I am neither good nor evil- I am neither life nor death - and I fear none. I am what you would call a mixture of blood- or as some would say- a mutt. The highest blood that runs in my veins is that of my fathers- silver wolf demon. I am royal by both sides of my family- however, my half-brother is only half Prince- and that is by my mothers side- not 'his' fathers. I was born after my brother due to a premonition by the ancient werewolf elder who met up with my mother soon after she was cast from Sorean Heaven to Ephemeral Earth, escaping with my fathers allies- two broken angels. But that is not my story, that is hers. I was born- after my brother- in DemonHood Forest's Shrine, a beautiful place with a hot spring and a prayer alter. Though most of the inhabitants of DHF are Demons and half-breeds we still have a place for prayer, that and also a tavern for those nay-sayers. Either way- we are quite advanced for being a monarchy of demons in a forest. My home- the large victorian castle, and the village are inside of this huge forest that provides us shade and wild life for decent food and water. Humans who stray here are normally not welcomed- not unless they're merchants or mercenaries looking to settle down in our colony; however, exceptions have been made many-a-time for other reasons and we do get some broken down depressed ones who wish to give either I, my children or my brother their lives to feed on. They become our slaves. Our 'servants' and sometimes even more. Our slaves- for they live in the basement and are given food and water everyday like dogs- they cannot think for themselves and have become blood-bags for our feasts. Neigh- we merely drink their blood, never eat of the flesh - and we never kill them unless they wish for us to drain them. My blood is mixed between itself, 35% silver wolf demon, 25% angel, 19% human, 11% werewolf demon and 10% vampire; Originally my blood was mixed 50% silver wolf demon, 25% angel and 25% werewolf demon- however- over the years I have drank/mixed my blood with my star human slave and mixed blood with a lover who was born with vampire blood running through his veins. I've been around the block- even though I still look quite young from drinking the blood of humans and demons alike- and maybe one or two angels. Ruling over this forest is one thing- but love is a whole nother 'ball-game'.

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