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Name: Crimsa
E-mail: weyrwomanlessa2000@yahoo.ca
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Character Information:
Name: Vahirga Men'Zonine
Alias: none as of yet
Gender: F
Age: 536
Race: drow elf
Allegiance: She is aligned with herself, seeing as she is the Murk Fae and answers only to the elf Queen and the High Council
Region: Linwe
Weapons: animated six headed snake whip and her magic
Occupation: Murk Fae
Powers: usual drow powers (levitation, globe of darkness, etc.), summoner/conjurer, can hold some power over lesser elves (such as immediate pain or the forcing one into or to stay in position) for some time.
Of course, Vahirga has the same dark skin, hued slightly blue, and the white hair all dark elves to. She wears a dress, black trimmed with the dark green-black of her house colour. the sleeves hang low from the elbow, were they end. the dress is of medium length in the front to a medium-long length in the back and hangs in strips for about the lower foot in length. Her eyes are a green hazel, unusual for dark elves as they have red eyes. Her boots are of black leather, her heels about an inch from the floor in them. Around her neck on a black velvet choker it a pendent, a spider on a 5-pointed star.
Personality: Vahirga is as sinister and cruel as the rest of her race, and may even be considered slightly insane. Then, perhaps even more so seeing as she is the murk leader. She will stop at nothing to keep total control over her subjects, even force there will on them.
Not even her own family is safe. Her brother, Striaath, had unknowingly fallen in love with a half elven female. When Vahirga found this out she had the woman tracked down and, before Stri's very eyes, she was beaten and thrown from a cliff, presumed dead. She left her younger brother there on the mountain side in near tears (showing them would have gotten him killed on the spot), not caring whether he returned home or not. After all, she was powerful enough without his skill with a blade or his knowledge of magic. He never did.
History: From the moment she was born it was known that Vahirga wouldn't be one to mess with. Her face was already locked in a cruel scoul and her laugh was hair raising. Innocence was never a thing she had to worry about losing, either, she never had any. At the age of three she had already killed several kanine and feline pets of the neibourhood, all the while her evil laughter filled the air.
At the age of 527 the ruling Fae passed away. Oh, and she had an heir, don't get me wrong. But not even the Fae herself, let alone her daughter would cross the line with Vahirga. When she had died and Vahirga declared that she wanted to sit as the murk queen few, if any, dared to stop her.
Nine years later she still sits on the throne, her evil reign felt by all. She is said to be one of if not the cruelist dark elf to ever live.
Other:
Sample Role Play: Her grin broadened as her brother made his way through the doors of the great hall. "Striaath, dear brother, how nice of you to heed my invitation. How faired the raid?" she asked, a little too cheerfully when he reached the stairs.
"It went well, lady Fae. Few escaped our forces and those that did were hunted down immediately," said Stri, showing no emotion as he looked at her, the way she liked her soldiers.
Vahirga, let down a loud cackle, one that would set anyones hair on end, as she descended the steps toward her brother. "That's not what I heard, dear brother," she said, wrapping her arm around his shoulders in a sort of half hug. "My sources tell me that one did escape." Into his ear she said, "A young half elf beauty."
Striaath stared at her, visibly stunned. "Lla... Lady Fae," he stammered, "I know nothing of a woman escaping..."
"Save it, you insolent fool! I have witnesses say that you LET her escape. That you hesitated to kill the wench!" She let out a shrill insane laughter. "No matter, you will kill the bitch for me now! BRING HER IN!!!"
Behind two guards dragged in a young woman. It was easy to tell she was half elven. She had the soft facial features of the pale elve and the slight point of the ears was hard not to notice. Again Vahirga let out the insane laugher when she saw the look on her brothers face; a mixture of shock, fear and dread.
"What's the matter with you," she sneered with a snakelike grin. "Kill her!"
Stri was too shocked to move. "I... I... can't," he said truthfully.
"THEN I WILL!!!!," Vahirga said, lunging at the woman...
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Vahigra Men'Zonine, Murk Elf and High Council Member
