Annka
(#55525749)
Bound by Oath, Cursed by her Blood
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.66 m
Wingspan
3.25 m
Weight
512.87 kg
Genetics
Raspberry
Starmap
Starmap
Blood
Bee
Bee
Cinnamon
Filigree
Filigree
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Skydancer
EXP: 2896 / 11881
STR
36
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
20
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
"I'm deeply sorry for the pain i cause, as i have no control over the blade i draw, the blood that falls pays for my crimes, but i always have more flaws to find, and every flaw has another price to pay, but when im free, i will heed my duty and i will serve my enslavers with blood."
The brightest star of the Phoenix reborn again and again.
A Hunter born to kill well made to kill.
The Deep had taken her and was made her weapon in the below.
Now free she still has the desire to kill a symptom of her imprisonment.
She tries to stop but The deep always takes back what it is owed.
Blood seeps from her stars but she's never had a scar.
Some say it's from those she kills but it never seems to go away.
Others say she does it to escape.
Thought that is not it.
She owes the deep.
She owes it her blood and that of others.
She will never die after her blood runs dry.
She will be a Bloodless.
And crave nothing but death.
A curse that will serve her well.
If she is freed from The Deep.
Or serve death to the enemies of The Deep.
Before her dept to The Deep, Annka was a knight.
She vowed to protect her Kingdom,
But her kingdom could not protect her from its past.
A curse meant for her,
Annka sits picking at her bloody wraps, she feels no pain, simply a constant drain. Where there should be sweat there is blood, the pores never seem to stop. It's clotted in her feathers plumes making the ends of her feathered wings deadly spikes. She has bad memories of them, being forced to pluck one to kill an attacker. The feather seemed no different to a knife, but how cleanly it cut through a hard scaled dragon... she would rather not remember.
Picking at her wrist is the most pain she can feel, the cursed jewels that were made to keep her in line make existing as a bloodless bearable but will less. When told to kill she must, that is price of living with out the pain of blood seeping out of every crevice of her body. Before she got them she could never move it was too much, but she wished sometimes that she didn't take the offer, at least she wouldn't be a killer for these monsters.
The brightest star of the Phoenix reborn again and again.
A Hunter born to kill well made to kill.
The Deep had taken her and was made her weapon in the below.
Now free she still has the desire to kill a symptom of her imprisonment.
She tries to stop but The deep always takes back what it is owed.
Blood seeps from her stars but she's never had a scar.
Some say it's from those she kills but it never seems to go away.
Others say she does it to escape.
Thought that is not it.
She owes the deep.
She owes it her blood and that of others.
She will never die after her blood runs dry.
She will be a Bloodless.
And crave nothing but death.
A curse that will serve her well.
If she is freed from The Deep.
Or serve death to the enemies of The Deep.
Before her dept to The Deep, Annka was a knight.
She vowed to protect her Kingdom,
But her kingdom could not protect her from its past.
A curse meant for her,
Annka sits picking at her bloody wraps, she feels no pain, simply a constant drain. Where there should be sweat there is blood, the pores never seem to stop. It's clotted in her feathers plumes making the ends of her feathered wings deadly spikes. She has bad memories of them, being forced to pluck one to kill an attacker. The feather seemed no different to a knife, but how cleanly it cut through a hard scaled dragon... she would rather not remember.
Picking at her wrist is the most pain she can feel, the cursed jewels that were made to keep her in line make existing as a bloodless bearable but will less. When told to kill she must, that is price of living with out the pain of blood seeping out of every crevice of her body. Before she got them she could never move it was too much, but she wished sometimes that she didn't take the offer, at least she wouldn't be a killer for these monsters.
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Exalting Annka to the service of the Shadowbinder will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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