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Full Name: Alnette L. Syvallion (Syvallion being a corruption of Leannán which is Irish Gaelic (Also called Gaeilge) for lover)
Age: 20
Height: 6'
Hair: Snow white, dyed a blood red most of the time.
Eyes: Heterochromatic; The left one is gray with an eliptical pupil like a serpent or a feline's (resluting in excellent night vision) and the right eye is the same shade of red as her hair with a round pupil.
Skin: Almost pure white, Alnette is very pale.
Birthday: 10/05
Sign: Libra
Weight: 135 lbs
Religion: None. Though she follows no religion, she acknowledges the existence of gods and goddesses and occasionally will leave offerings to certain deities. ( Eris, and the dice gods are a couple of these)
Measurements: (Yes, I'm going there) 36-26-36
Race: Human
Weapons: The Dark Excalibur is her primary weapon. A black knightsword, this blade was once a paladin's blade that had been corrupted to suit the purposes of the first Baron Argalt. It was unfinished and drained the life of its wielder until Alnette stumbled across the means to finish it. Alnette also uses various other weapons, though none are of merit to mention.

Alnette is often cruel. She will kill a servant because of their inability to perform to her standards, or even if they get in her way when she's in a bad mood. She cuts down her enemies without even a hint of mercy and often makes them suffer before she finally kills them. She has a tendency to act superior, to an extent, to all around her, whether or not she outranks them. There are exemptions, though they are singularly those that have proved their skill in combat.

On the other hand, she'll often shower those she considers friends with gifts and for a couple of them, she'd do anything they tell her to, eager to please them. Those few she trusts entirely and in earning her trust, she would never betray them. She adores children and loves to tell stories to them or spoil them. She is also extremely fond of cute animals, though at times her idea of 'cute' is rather skewed.

She has a passion for knowledge and adores reading as well as keeping her body fit through rigorous physical exercise. Much of her free time is spent in her garden, tending her plants with care. She keeps many pets, quite a few of which were raised from when they were quite young. The most unusual of these is a young wyvern that she had found moments after it had hatched. She named the young female Eliza and is very fond of her.

Fun Facts:

- Alnette is ambidextrous, but she prefers using her left hand.
-She doesn’t wear armor, disliking the false sense of security it gives you, and how much it can slow you down.

Basic History: Just a loose summary, I'll get to everything later. It's also more or less rushed.

General:
Alnette was born to a woman named Milane Syvallion and a man named Jean Baptiste Dalgon. Even at a young age, she displayed an obvious love of fighting and violence, and while her father supported her, her mother discouraged her every chance she could. When Alnette turned 12, her father said he would teach her swordfight, but two weeks later, he left the family. Devastated, Alnette ran away, to train despite her mother's protests. However, once she had found someone willing to train her and got herself settled, she immediately re-established contact with her mother.

Early Warrior Days:
Alnette spent her early teenage years as a freelancer, working for whatever group would hire someone her age. Most of the groups were honorable and fair, but others weren’t. Surprised about her skill, the Necromancer Jasne recruited her to join a mercenary company at the tender age of 15. She graciously accepted the offer and she fit right in with the mercenaries.
This company was run by a man named Lucien Faust; he was a fair man, but other members in the company despised his attitude. When Alnette was 17, one of these, Revien Kalendra, had managed to get Alnette into his bed and convinced her to kill Lucien. She agreed. Unfortunately, the company took a drastic downfall when Revien took over. Several of Alnette's close friends died due to Revien's incompetence, one of including the love of Jasne's life. Alnette finally cut her way free of them, vowing her revenge and taking up the training of a Dark Knight.

Dark Knight Days:
Though mostly bitter after her ordeal with the 'Idiot Brigade' (Which was what she called the mercenary company now), she was slowly allowing herself to open up and started to for a few tenative relationships. Her friends helped her see more then vengeance, and are the primary ones responsible that she still lives today.

Reunion with her Father: (U/C)

Getting the Necropolis (/shameless guild advertisement):
The Baron Argalt had caught Alnette's attention, the rumor of his search for longer life finding her. She wasn’t curious in the man, his search, or his lands, but the weapon he wielded, soon became an object of her desire. The Dark Excalibur, a weapon of power corrupted by bloodlust. She eventually confronted the Baron, but was mistaken for an assassin. They fought, Alnette eventually getting what her intent was out. The Baron, however, ignored her. Once a fight began, he finished it, regardless. They fought, soon surrounded by men-at-arms, servants. A girl was underestimated, a block was missed, and the Baron’s quest for longer life was ended as Alnette’s sword bit through his heart. Alnette expected a rush for vengeance, but was surprised. The Baron had no heirs, no family, and no lord, his title then was handed to whoever had slain him. Alnette became the Baroness of the Night, and inherited the Dark Excalibur.

Jasne's Anger: (U/C)

Battledome Days:
Alnette always had a lust for battle and she had been told the Battledome would be an excellent place to sate it. So she went, surprised by the diversity of the people there. She's made friends and enemies there, and though she wouldn't admit it aloud, she's developed a crush on one of the regulars. (EDIT: Was revealed to be SwordsmanChris)

From Human to Succubus:
Alnette sought power. The strength of the Dark Knight, the shadowed skills of its dark magic, the cold steel of her blades, none supplied the power that she sought. Her travels took her to a dark wood, the leafless branches weaving across the sky, small flecks of moonlight providing the only light. In a break of the trees, a round meadow with a stone in the center, Alnette met a shadowed figure. “Do you want power?” it asked, its voice neither male nor female. Alnette opened her mouth to demand who it was who had asked, but no sound came out. The thought to draw her weapon never crossed her mind. “Do you want power?” the figure asked again, disappearing to reappear behind Alnette in the shadows. “I can give you power, all the power you might need, all for a small fee” it whispered. Alnette was rooted, unable to turn by magicks unknown. Slowly she nodded, her vocal cords allowing a soft “Yes” to escape. The shadow nodded, reaching a hand into her chest as she blacked out. She awoke, to find herself changed, from that of a mortal human to that of an immortal succubus. She also found that she was naked, and had a collar and chain leash. The shadow figure had made her a slave. She learned that he was a dark god, though a minor one. For a month she toiled as a slave, following her master, until one night she freed herself. The dark god was conversing with a mighty warrior, intent on trading her and power for the man’s service. Alnette slowly rose from where she had lain, charging the god from behind. She tackled him, the hood of his cowl falling back to give her a glimpse of his face. He screamed, the body dissipating, his power undone with the loss of his shadowed nature. Alnette was freed, slaying the man there to erase any trace that she had been a slave.

So that's your background. Very dark indeed.

i would have never guess you disliked vampires, ohoho~ heart

would i be vain if i thought the crush was yours truly? heart 4laugh

Hehe time paradox on us Alnette, all the paladins are dead in my time. I'm the only one breathing crying