Countess
(#68784784)
Level 1 Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.07 m
Wingspan
2.34 m
Weight
75.44 kg
Genetics
Platinum
Pinstripe
Pinstripe
Coal
Morph
Morph
Eldritch
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
It was quite the bustling night– it seemed as if everybody else, just like her, couldn’t get the simplest amount of rest. Frowning, the Spiral impulsively forced an old pillow upon her scarred features, which she hoped to wither away sooner or later. Letting out a shaky groan of despair, her claws clasped the surface of the cushion even more greater than the few minutes that passed by. It felt like an endless loop of nothingness except shame; the emotion that swirled in her drowsy mind was filled with tears, and most of all, humiliation too.
Countess, the ex-assassin, recently retired. About a few years ago, she encountered an assignment. It was a challenge, a rather tough one to say the least. It included her brother– her only brother. Of course, she still wishes he were still around, but a job to her must be a job well done. In fact, she finished that request, proud of her lack of remorse within the action, but not for her sadness. If her parents were around, they would most definitely have a say in the situation. This is the one thing that will never stop plaguing her.
Lifting herself off from her bed, she swiped the heavy sheets away. Her feet brushed the hardened ground before they flattened upon it, the tapping of dull claws scraping across the floor leaving the room. It returned, however; the Countess held a warm mug in her shaken form. Opening the black curtains with a free hand, she’d return herself on the side of her bed. Watching the smooth sky effortlessly return the sun to where the moon stole its place, she hummed. A rodent hopped upon her shoulder, nuzzling the underside of her flushed cheek. She misses her brother.
@TeerOfLore
by lostplanetvoltia
BLACK PLAGUE
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Countess, the ex-assassin, recently retired. About a few years ago, she encountered an assignment. It was a challenge, a rather tough one to say the least. It included her brother– her only brother. Of course, she still wishes he were still around, but a job to her must be a job well done. In fact, she finished that request, proud of her lack of remorse within the action, but not for her sadness. If her parents were around, they would most definitely have a say in the situation. This is the one thing that will never stop plaguing her.
Lifting herself off from her bed, she swiped the heavy sheets away. Her feet brushed the hardened ground before they flattened upon it, the tapping of dull claws scraping across the floor leaving the room. It returned, however; the Countess held a warm mug in her shaken form. Opening the black curtains with a free hand, she’d return herself on the side of her bed. Watching the smooth sky effortlessly return the sun to where the moon stole its place, she hummed. A rodent hopped upon her shoulder, nuzzling the underside of her flushed cheek. She misses her brother.
@TeerOfLore
by lostplanetvoltia
BLACK PLAGUE
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