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Shahariel has a minion!

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Shahariel
Legacy Name: Shahariel


The Glacier Telenine
Owner: mixgoldenphoenix

Age: 11 years, 4 months, 1 week

Born: February 18th, 2013

Adopted: 11 years, 4 months, 6 days ago

Adopted: February 20th, 2013

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 11
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 1
     
  • Books Read: 1
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


Name: Shahariel
Vessel Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
DoB: Unknown
Orientation: Asexual
Height: 5'8"/173 cm
Likes: Her job, Smiting evil.
Dislikes: The Fallen, demons, Gabriel's antics, nonsense.


Short bio: Shahariel is a guardian of the second Heaven and, as such, was charged with overseeing the prison of the Fallen held amongst the stars. As the prison was made by God and foolproof, Shahariel's job was a lesson in patience--patiently waiting for something to happen. That something was when Gabriel, previously thought dead, reappeared on the Angelic radar. His location was another world entirely; nevertheless, Shahariel sensed the Archangel-turned-Pagan. Unsure if Gabriel was to be considered Fallen or not, Shahariel left her post to follow him and judge his actions. So far, all he's proven to be is a nuisance--a public menace--but nothing that could warrant punishment. Still, she follows him around...just to make sure.

Millenia of waiting with only fellow Angels and burning gas as company has made her very impassive. It wasn't until she entered the mortal realm, where emotion is kind of a thing, that she started to make progress in "loosening up." Unfortunately, for the members of the House, she still resembles a statue most of the time. Especially since, apparently, her favorite hobby is standing in corners, observing a room, and not blinking. Gabriel vows to her that, one day, he will remove the stick from her ass. Shahariel's sure he means figuratively.

I don't believe in anything but myself
I don't believe in anything but myself
But then you opened up a door, you opened up a door
Now I start to believe in something else

But how do I know if I'll make it through?
How do I know? Where's the proof in you?

And so it goes, this soldier knows
The battle with the heart isn't easily won

Soldier by Ingrid Michaelson

Pet Treasure


Wibbleluv

Pet Friends


Vontique
Bookkeeper. Your...blob animals are...many in number.

Gabriel the Trickster
You are a nuisance, brother.

GhostofYou
You have fallen, priest. A shame.