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Ahtnamas_807
Legacy Name: Ahtnamas_807
The
Graveyard JollinOwner: KingstonA
Age: 15 years, 10 months, 3 weeks
Born: April 22nd, 2010
Adopted: 15 years, 10 months, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: April 22nd, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 8
- Strength: 15
- Defense: 15
- Speed: 16
- Health: 15
- HP: 15/15
- Intelligence: 13
- Books Read: 13
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
The screaming starts, her eyes fluttering open caught in a hue of dead iris blue as the blood runs cold from the now empty shell of the would be victim, but death was never the answer for the slender and pale form now laying on the ground. Her heart sitting like a rock in her chest unmoving and caught in a pain never once before felt by the living. Why does it always feel this way, death was never the fear but the pain of rebirth always left a weakness and unbearable weight from waking once more. Slowly the limbs returned from atrophy moving with screams as the blood was forced from the joints to allow her to stand. With a desperate cry she willed herself into motion standing with shaky breaths from old habits.
A sound unlike one she had heard before echoes in her round pointed ears that sat atop her head much like a fox. Desperately she held them tight to her head in an attempt to keep out the noise that would not be silenced. A deep voice thick with magic lingered around her as she moved and slowly began to straighten herself from the reawakening. Her stomach turned leaving her hunched over lips trembling and chancing vomit though nothing would come out. Narrowed eyes searched for the cause of the the sounds she heard. Blurry vision wondered around until resting on a figure outlined in black robes. Her eyes widened this time leaving them unnatural glowing softly with a blue hue as he continued to speak forgotten words in a forgotten place. Her mouth dared to move whispering little more then a sound of protest before cut off by sharp pain in her chest once more. A feeling she was quickly coming to understand a feeling she had every night for the last four years since her death. He would call and she would answer.
Age: her death was at 22
In the mirror: Black hair falling around a slender form messy and slightly waved. Her eyes are dead a whitish blue that reflects nothing but the magic she uses. Long fingers with ebony nails clad with flecks of stained blood. Her flesh is unmarred by dirt or rot but holds they symbols of her master. Her fox like ears are the only thing that shows her true nature wrapped in a decaying color of green fur with spots of black. A gem sits in the center of her forehead a sign from her master that she belongs to him and always will.
A sound unlike one she had heard before echoes in her round pointed ears that sat atop her head much like a fox. Desperately she held them tight to her head in an attempt to keep out the noise that would not be silenced. A deep voice thick with magic lingered around her as she moved and slowly began to straighten herself from the reawakening. Her stomach turned leaving her hunched over lips trembling and chancing vomit though nothing would come out. Narrowed eyes searched for the cause of the the sounds she heard. Blurry vision wondered around until resting on a figure outlined in black robes. Her eyes widened this time leaving them unnatural glowing softly with a blue hue as he continued to speak forgotten words in a forgotten place. Her mouth dared to move whispering little more then a sound of protest before cut off by sharp pain in her chest once more. A feeling she was quickly coming to understand a feeling she had every night for the last four years since her death. He would call and she would answer.
Age: her death was at 22
In the mirror: Black hair falling around a slender form messy and slightly waved. Her eyes are dead a whitish blue that reflects nothing but the magic she uses. Long fingers with ebony nails clad with flecks of stained blood. Her flesh is unmarred by dirt or rot but holds they symbols of her master. Her fox like ears are the only thing that shows her true nature wrapped in a decaying color of green fur with spots of black. A gem sits in the center of her forehead a sign from her master that she belongs to him and always will.
Pet Treasure
Potions I
Bleeding Skeleton Fountain
How to use Magik
Mori Bandage
Rosemary
Potions II
Bloody Ocarina