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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:37 pm
.:ALL ABOUT POISONED & HATE:.
Blah, blah. More to add later.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:40 pm
Mistress
Gaia Name [Poisoned Hate]
Name Gaelthi, sister of Olvaldi
Species Jotun [Ice/Frost troll or Ice/Frost giant, depending on variations]
Gender Female
Age She doesn't bother to keep track
Weapons A bell-hilted rapier, broadened and more hardy than the standard. It is named Muspel. Its twin, a basket-hilted rapier, thinner and more elongated than the standard, is named Nifl.
Power Control over ice; somewhat of water and air.
Breif History Step-sister to the famed Thiazi, theif of Idun's golden apples and the father of Skadi, mistress of skiiers and ice, Gaelthi had always harbored a secret vengeance against her half-family, who were so famed in sagas and ballads, while she stood in the shadows. She trained herself, trained herself hard, with her powers of ice magick and blade, but even with all her skill, skill could not beat fame.
That was until she stumbled upon the wolf-brew. Wolf-brew, bog myrtle, it had many names. But its only name to her was power. Drunk by the Aesir's warriors, the berserkers, it made then as wild and as strong as bears - A sip wouldn't hurt, would it? But oh, it did. For a Jotun, it took more of the stewed plant for it to take affect, and still, it poisoned the body. The only cure was to drink more, a cycle of doom and dispair. And it was addictive; Gaelthi soon began to twitch and her muscles burned without that soothing, healing drink, and still it began to affect her mind. She fell into rages, weekly, if not daily. Soon shunned by her friends and family, even with her brute strength and ferocity in their control, they began to fear for her sanity. Fear - Wasn't that the word that Gealthi despised? Only cowards knew fear, that icy hand that crept over their hearts.
And she was Fear.
Preference Straight
Appearance Pending. But she's pretty. ninja
Slaves ...
ACTIVE MANSION
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:43 pm
Master
Gaia Name [Poisoned Hate] Name Drokkan 'Bane' Banae [Dro-khan Ba-nay] Species Lycan Gender Male Age 63. Appears to be in early twenties. Weapons Two pistols, as well as five poisoned knives, either throwing or hunting. Power Can shift between three stages of lycanthropy - Human, full wolf, half-wolf. Brief History Drokkan had always been a pretty boy.
He had been only twenty when he had recieved his bite. First a half-slave to Carp and his wife, the young werewolf soon pushed himself up the ranks in bounds and leaps, his ability to follow orders and deal with them effeciently one of the main factors to his success - And being one of the half-time 'friends with benefits' with Carp didn't hurt his efforts either. By the time he was forty, Drokkan was the Slave Master of the Shadowed Hand; the sole punisher, seller, buyer, and most of all, 'trainer' to new or unruly slaves. Preference Bisexual Appearances Half-Wolf Rawrz. Wolf Sho pretty. Human MOGS of the hawtness of Reno! =D
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Slaves None... YetJUNLIO ACTIVE
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:09 pm
Freewoman
Gaia Name [Poisoned Hate] Name Rose 'No Thorn' Threetail Species Kitsune [Or Fox Demon] Gender Female Age 58 [Seems at an ageless 20-40] Weapons Two daggers belted to each of her her thighs Powdered poison capsules in her sleeves Herself. >D Power Is immune to disease and poison Pheramones Brief History Rose Threetail sold herself to no one. The current Mistress of the Thousand Veils, it was hard to believe that this regal, soft-spoken, seemingly royal queen was a cheap whore-slave herself, unexperienced and afraid, beaten when she could not bring in enough money or when she could not satisfy her master's lust. But that Rose was many, many, years ago.
One night, her master, deep in debt with a Hellfire dealer, was murdered within his own home, and she was taken as a prize, bound and gagged. Once able to talk, the fox demon literally bargained for her life - On the condition she be set free, she would pay off her debt thrice. She lived up to her word and even delivered the money well within the time limit of a year, but when offered a position within Hellfire, she declined. In her time as a freewoman on the street, she had already joined a gang - The Thousand Veils, already Third Veil to the Mistress herself. Using her contacts with Hellfire, Rose arranged a series of unfortunate 'accidents' to happen within her gang, leaving her in the seat of power.
And such delicious power it was... Preference Bi, leans towards males. Appearance Rose Threetail Living up to her name, Rose has three tails and a beautiful russet coat, with ripples of thin black lines. When unbound, her black hair, the opposite of her coat with auburn-colored ripples, reaches the floor. Other/Gang Currently, the Thousand Veils and Hellfire have an alliance; both gangs sometimes practice a variation of the ketchin' lay, or, as a translation from street cant, mugging. One of Rose's girls lures an unsuspecting victim into an alley, where thereupon a Hellfire bullyboy knocks the victim out, or outright kills them. The two share the profits. Also, the girls always have some protection wherever they go with the source of one of the Hellfire members, in return for free... Services.
Rose is a bit like a Japenese geisha. She's been trained and refined, has a manner of womanly skills, but can turn away any customer if she wants to. It is literally a priviledge to go into her bed.
Active Polcrity
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