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Lafitte [APPROVED]
Topic Started: Jun 21 2009, 11:15:56 PM (144 Views)
Carter	Jun 21 2009, 11:15:56 PM Post #1
Misstress of Dark Posts: 22 Group: Members Member #49 Joined: Jun 21, 2009 Character Lafitte Journal http://horundul.net/topic/1840151/1/#new	Character Information Name: Lafitte Mistress of Dark (Raen'chir)-real name Age: 945 ish Gender: Chick Description: Deep rings wind round eyes sunken into madness. Her eyes seem to be the only place upon her face which truly gives her age away for they always appear ten years older then the rest of her face. Some times intense green sometimes pale yellow the dark gleam of this mistress stares into world unseen by mortal eyes. Hair of gold shines with great intensity until one goes to her roots which have faded to a pristine ivory white color. Bellow her magically preserved visage is her body, often pushed up within a crimson leather cuirass is her bust. Embroidered With black and golden thorns it would appear her garments seem far older than she her self. Cuirass ending just above her naval more leather warps around her waist in the form of an ebon belt with a golden buckle. In the center of her buckle is a gem which glows with the same eerie green glow as her eyes. Slightly wider hips fall down into her slim legs covered with...more crimson leather. On top of all this more often then not she has a glow to her at night when she is well feed. Her glow depends on her mood most of the time it stays a neutral green color. Black - Stressed, Cold, Uptight, Tense Brown - Nervous, Anxious Red - Energized, Restless,Angered Amber - Hopeful, Mixed Emotions, Unpredictable Green - Amused, Upbeat, Neutral Blue - Relaxed, Calm, Love, Tranquil Dark Blue / Purple - Passionate, Hot, Excited She keeps her true form hidden for it's not cute… Personality- Though originally rather fiery about life and full of zest... Those times are gone sadly. Extending one’s own life for so long has its consequences. This has cause this wrenched old husk to begin to fall apart at the seams. On the hinge of madness she sits and waits for any small push to send her off the edge. This constant twisting of her mind makes her irritable to say the least on a good day. On a bad day...there is nothing she won’t do to extinguish life and feed off the magical aura all inhabitants of Horundul. History: Born one of ten chide of the wicked Astomon the Defiler. This woman has seen darkness in it's entirety. From an early age like the rest of her kin she was made to work magics of a dark nature. Knowing only her father’s demon twisted magics had with time began to seep into her and strengthen her mortal shell. This power was the of the Three, powerful beings who brought into the world hordes of demonic creature with blood in their eye and human flesh on their claw. Her father had helped with bringing the process of calling them forth and so he was gifted with untold Demonic power. Demon cults dark and twisted teachings were all part of her daily life. As the war between the Nihilist cult and the rest of the war raged the ten chide, born in sin, and raised in secrecy where taught the futility of human life. This lesson was made quite clear with the constant killings of human beings captured and made to become sacrifices to their dark gods for favor. At the end of the age of innocence the youngest of the ten Raen'chir took her first steps into the outside world. From outside the walls of the mountain temple she viewed what the world was for herself. Never before had she seen what was taught to her as the ultimate goal. This world was to be turned to ash by the hand of the cult. Even at this tender age she was privy to great and terrible Drol spells, rituals, and pacts. And so she was sent out with a purpose…she was to bring back an innocent and young sorcerer and herald their destruction and resurrection as a undead and controlled lich. The stronger the caster was in life the stronger they would be in death. She was told. This she remembered as she ventured outward away from the sacred mount of her father’s gods. Around the mountain there were villages once…this was not so now. The first demon horde summoned obliterated all who once lived in those small peaceful settlements. In the wake of the foul creatures was something different. The souls of the departed were never allowed to leave, trapped in their mortal coil were some other drifted through the air as void poisoned spirit of vengeance. This was truly the fall of man no one living had set foot there in years. The fight was taken far in to the lands of the humans. Unable to push back the tides many villages and towns were sacrificed to the unholy torrents of the Three. Traveling along the young one was privy to the horrors that scorched the lands and infested the hearts and minds of those left behind to wallow in depravity. Finding no one of any value to her in the upper reaches of these mountains she fell into a cold despair how would she return to the mountain temple if she was unable to accomplish simple goal. Still traveling now along the bottom of the mount she saw for herself the beginning of the end. The humans had begun to amass a force of thousands they were prepped to strike with swift decisiveness. Though the end was before her she would not see it for herself. Pitch was the night that changed the fate of the silver haired maiden. Emerging from the brush was a shadow on horse back. Though the moon did not shine upon the black wood prime evil forest her crest upon her robes gave of an unholy glow and so she was clearly visible. With a wail men white plated armor gave chase they would slay the demon caller. It was not often one would make them self so easy and available for divine punishment. Sensing their intent the ebon charger was whipped around toward the deep black of the wood and she made her way into the night. The thunder of hoofs smashing every thing underfoot could be heard for quite a distance. Stopping only at the site of a great maw which split the land for what seemed like miles she saw her only choice was to do battle with the men in armor. Sliding forward she stepped of her horse...being a lady meant she always rode side saddle. This little give did not go unnoticed, one of the men saw this and put one and two together. They had chase a woman down to this miserable fate. Lifting a hand into the air the young woman snapped and the horse that stood behind her dropped...It had been dead for weeks. she had run it to death. Extending one had outward the green glow of malevolence seemed to flow forth from under the crimson robe which conformed loosely to the frame of the sorceress. Without speaking a word the once dark forest gained a new light in its ghastly hour before the dawn. With pure hate following forth she let lose jets of putrid green at those who presumed her easy prey to start. They the humans would know the power of a demon. Though taught since before she could walk to use such dark powers never were her skills perfected and so she found her match with armor of gold and white plate. With a wave of his mighty hand one of the men summon a ward of white to protect himself and his men from the flames of the wicked one. His spell was almost as effortless as a simple greeting was his power this great? Frustrated that those she wished dead could not be made so the witch pulled her hood down to reveal the glow was emanating from her eyes this simple act stuck fear in the eyes of the slaves from the temple an she did not see these men as any thing more. moving slowly but with grace she twirled her arms above her before bringing them back down to her chest. Hands shot out in front of her it appeared as if she was pulling on some invisible object up from no were. As she raise her hands again the earth beneath them began to crack and up heave. With the appearance of one gnarled hand the knights knew what she was doing. The dead of this forest would return and she was doing it. Not wishing to see the end of this spell the Spell casting knight took a step forward placing his hands and motioning as if he where telling her to stop. With a word spoken but not remembered a light erupted from him though faint at first it grew into a second night sun. His magic was far to powerful for the young one to stop on her own she had encountered a wise older sage at the very twilight of his life...he was not about to let up on a young ling with far to much zest for her own good. Slamming his plated boot into the ground let loose a wave of light releasing the souls of all those who the demon sorceress attempted to summon. Seeing things where not going well The crimson cloaked fury turned round to face the gorge they had chase her to. She was likely to jump it was the best way she thought to survive this type of attack they would not chase her over the edge. Seeing how what she was about to do the men prepared themselves to stop her. Taking up a bow with the greatest of haste the knight of silver prepare him self to keep her from getting any further. Though small and slightly frail the youth was fast, this coupled with the lack of light made it almost impossible to get a good bead on her. Letting loose the arrow allowed it to fly fast and true toward its target. Almost the same second the arrow was let loose did it enter its intended target. Pulled forward by the momentum of the powerful arrow the girls legs left the ground and she took to flight. Drifting as if dead through the air she came to rest only a breath from the edge of the gap she had intended to jump into. Seeming dead the time scared wizard to the girl into his arms."Such talent wasted on Drol...nothing good can come of such a dark practice." these were the last words she heard before entering the peace of sleep. Coming back almost an eternity later in a world of light to say the least surprised her. Fearing the worst she quickly stumbled out of the bed with face arriving at the floor first. Here in this place she found herself unable to look out unto the great light that had seemed to wash every thing giving the white washed buildings a blissful coat. The silhouette of a tall cloaked man approached her room from the sun blessed distance.Walking through the light was the man the powerful old wizard who stopped her in the dark depths of the forest. Being deprived of sleep and waking in an instant to defend her self was some thing not to alien to her, and so she reacted accordingly. Eyes glowing a fierce green she took her hands up and prepare to cast some thing to defend her frail and vulnerable position. Placing his hand up against hers allowed him to quell the dark powers she had been summoning to her aid. The ravages of a war fought for years were apparent on his face. Years seem to crinkle up and weigh down his brow. This made his eye appear very narrow and beady but there was a hint of kindness behind them. The lines under his eye seemed to echo each night he stay up to master his powerful magic....so many years under his belt when compared to her it made her jealous. His nose was slim long and point almost exactly what you would expect from a wizard of his caliber. His mouth though covered in the great mass of wild fur that covered most of his face was kind and gentle almost as if he him self had never said one hurtful thing."I never want to see those beautiful Azure eyes of yours ever turn that wicked color ever again...I am Mar'thas Enkosh...and I shall teach you to wield true power" with this said her new life had begun. "You my new disciple shall be called Lafitte". She no longer had to answer to her dreadful evil name which helped to free her. She would never have to darken her soul with evil magics ever again she would be given a second chance... she would to become pure, untainted and a proper sell caster. In the weeks that followed the war of demons came to a close and the child born of evil was free of her dark birth. Days were spent learning the arcanism...and nights were spent under her master learn all that he had seen during the war. In him she had found a father and in her he had found a student most exceptional. The peace of the end of the war of demons could not be enjoyed for long though the sins of man were on the rise and with no great evil to unite against the kingdoms of fought with each other for simply the sake of fighting. The Great Wizard Mar'thas had taken her to an island not to far off the coast of the western shore. It was here that she was instructed on how to use magics of a brighter nature. Though the power of Rae escaped here she seemed to take to fire quite naturally and so it was in this field she was taught all she could absorb. Isolated from the wars of the continent the students of Mar were taught magic, philosophy, music, art, and any thing any one student could ask for. Though she was the masters favorite that's not to say there were more equally powerful student looming on the grounds of the master's large island home. She was match almost even with a young human by the name of Hosu. His parents where killed near the end of the demon war. He had found his way here with the intention of learning magic to achieve vengeance. With the end of the demon war his passion has shifted to learning how to help people with his vast healing capabilities. Though his ability to heal was great it appear that in time his power over Rae would push him over the top when it came to power among the students. Compelled to be the best the teen aged Lafitte sought to show case her powers by taking on the sea titan which made its home just off the coast of the southern tip of the island. With her power over the forces of Arcane she proceeded to nest of the beast alone...or so she thought, to slay the monster. Venturing into the realm of the beast The Azure gazed maiden found her self waist deep in murky black waters. Swirling quick streamed waters met her sides and the smell of death took root in her fragile nose. This was the perfect place to slay a monster she thought to her self as she waded on into the chilling expansive dominion of the monstrosity. Drifting through the rising waters as the lights of the outside grew dim the young woman new she would quickly need light or run the risk of been torn apart in the dark. Lifting her Hand in the air she quickly brought forth air which ignited around her hand. This flame would be her torch in the darkness. Though dim it was quite useful to have lit the inners of the cave appeared as slimely as she had thought they would be. Combat Information Fighting Style: In her old age she has given up any and all semblance of sword play. The art of the blade though not foreign to her is not her primary means of attack. Being as old as she has given her access to decades of practice in the art of magic, first and foremost she is a spell caster. More often then not she can be seen throwing the mages bread and butter. This means her main mode of attack is the force of fire (Bren). Fire balls, Walls of Flame, or even constructs aka shaped flame. When pushed past flames she turns to darker magics of a Drol kind. When using Drol she gains the power to reanimate corpses under her control. When no bodies are around she can summon aspersions of a spectral nature. Do to their ethereal bodies they are unable to hurt the living physically but can affect the spirit of those she fights. Draining blood to recover her physical appearance also becomes possible. She also gains the power to change her appearance as long as she is well fed. Lastly her master has blessed her with the power to summon lesser demons to her side to aid in her control of the dead. -Sheshen- lazy fat demon adapt at fire based magic -Farenth- Rebellious necromancer, summons undead -Consumption: This power is her most used it has allowed her to extend her life for so long. This is more of the ritual for her dark pact of eternal life. Since it is not a spell she requires no words to summon the ritual Circle created when the power is enacted. Steps… 1.Drol like forces converge upon her position, which then creates a large crimson aura behind her. 2.In this step she points to the one she wish to connect with…the will of the prey effects how strong the connection is….(spell casters or magically inclined fair better here) 3.When a base connection is made an avatar of her demon master appears from the aura behind her, when he is able to be seen by the prey the soul stealing begins. 4.As long as the prey stands in a position which is cover by shadow their soul can be sucked by this point. 5.Once the draining begins to takes place the the body of the victim will become numb on account of fact their soul is leaving them. With a bit more time the entire soul leaves the victim and once their eyes glaze over black the process is complete. Tips The first thing drained is the magical aura natural to all peoples (unless some sort of shielding is present it must be sucked away before aura can be touched). After the Aura comes the persons will. When that has been lost, the person immortal soul can be taken. (This process has not specific time or post amount it all depends on the other person.) The range of this ritual is like a meter two. If the other person is not proficient in magic but still strong of heart it is likely it will take longer to drain their will When in step 3-4 simply running far away from the spell will stop it. Once step five starts the only way to stop it is to get a bright light to shine close to the caster....this will nullify the spell. Strong Techniques: Demon Fiend shift- This is a sort of release of her power it allows her to use the souls of ages past to fuel her assault. Opening a vile from her bag unleashes thousands of souls which then condense into a single gem. Once she consumes it she gains enormous amounts of power for a short amount of time. This change in power also comes with a change in appearance; it twist her from human like form into that of a demon like her master. Due to the frailty of her current body this from is not maintainable and so afterward she must release the souls and into a conduit and rest. When in this from she simply gains more destructive versions of the Attacks she used forehand. They simply get bigger or gain lager scale effects to help her sway the battles in her favor. Edited by Carter, Jul 24 2009, 01:27:18 AM.



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