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Amber smith
Legacy Name: Amber smith

The Graveyard Lasirus
Owner: lord-polokus

Age: 17 years, 11 months, 4 days

Born: April 17th, 2008

Adopted: 17 years, 11 months, 4 days ago (Legacy)

Adopted: April 17th, 2008 (Legacy)

Statistics

• Level: 23
   
• Strength: 55
   
• Defense: 55
   
• Speed: 55
   
• Health: 55
   
• HP: 55/55
   
• Intelligence: 37
   
• Books Read: 36
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Stock Worker

The sun peeked over the silhouette of the ruined city, a mass that was once a beautiful place was now nothing more then rubble and corpses. The golden roads where cracked and heaving while the buildings wobbled like drunkards on tight ropes. It seemed like there was no life and that was near true, all but one had been extinguished, all but one life had been ripped from the face of the planet like weeds.

The last in the city was no flower of beauty however and was treated like a weed before all this happened. Like she cared, she cared for no one, not a single soul was in her heart except her own, which was black and cold, so much so that no description matched it.

She stared from the peak of the old church as the sun cast an aura around her form, revealing her to the dead onlookers below. Her skin was white and green, stitched tightly together with silver thread and her only eye glowed golden. The empty socket was darker then any abyss with only a small, white pinprick in the centre. Her hair was brown, but green mould folded itself between the strands and hung like hang mans moss from the tips. Her hands and feet where clawed, though they looked like they weren’t always as the claws where held on by mass amounts of stitches and staples and clicked at every twitch and every clasp. Her clothes looked as though they where of royalty once, but where now ripped, faded and sodden and two holes in the back of her jacket let free horrific skeletal wings. These wings had bits or rotting flesh clinging onto them and the bones clicked and squeaked as she shuffled them slightly.

Despite been rotting, her wings where fully functional and almost as though she wanted to prove it, she leaped from the spire, spreading the winds wide and she flew through the smoke filled sky, to an unknown destination to all except her and to her it will remain.

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