Name: Valentia
Age: 100/looks 29 Gender: Female Species: Demon Status: single [Pansexual] Hair length/color: extends to past her rear, and is purple eye color: blue height: 5'0" weight: average/petite Personality: Valentia is quiet, being more like an outcast than of anything else. Her calm, expressionless demeanor and pose generally shows that she doesn't want anyone to speak to her unless she talks to them first, being too used to not speaking at all. Within her she hides her true feelings, not wanting anyone to see them. Inside of her, she is truly a sadistic and dominant demon. |
Likes: The thrill of the hunt, Candy
Dislikes: The light, Her Weakness being revealed[Fire and of having a soft side on a very very rare occasion]
Skills: She holds only heightened senses in all 6 forms[sight, taste, touch, smell, sound, and the 6th sense]. She didn't gain an ability to use fire.
Weapons/Tools of Preference: Daggers, and many kinds of them, but has been taught to use any weapon to assassinate those that she is set out to kill.
Weakness[es]: Her weakness is her own heart. She has found it having a mind of it's own, and as such had failed a few assassinations because of it. The other is of fire.
Distinguishing features: She always has jewels around her eyes, be they of obsidian, diamond, etc.
Bio/Background: Valentia was born in a town that teemed with life, the villagers not having a care in the world... until the lycans and vampires had come. Wars had erupted, and through that, demons and angels had come forth, adding more to the slaughter, and thus making the once peaceful village to be nothing more than a desolate wasteland. Valentia had been caring for some children the day that she had her life changed. The vampire, only considered as Meyer, had come to her, and forced himself on her, using his abilities to make her bend to his will. She had been changed on that night. Throughout the next 40 years, she had been a slave to the man, he having another when he went to Romania as a slave for a small amount of time, a drow elf that kept to herself. Meyer had kept them both almost always nude, other than when company had been over, and then would only give them the bare minimum. in her 50th year of being with this vampire, she had perchanced on seeing a demon, named Murrok, and heard of the chance of a lifetime. She was given the option to be free from this vampire. She took it in an instant, and was taken from the place, but it was all too soon that she would only go into another form of servitude. She had her soul taken from her, and was made into a demon soon after, for when she had made a deal with Murrock, it was Satan that she had truly made the deal with. Unlike the other demons, though, she was not granted the power of fire, only being left with her heightened senses from before she had her soul taken. The demon that had originally given her the option was one that had an army, and needed assassins in order to enact a plan to destroy angels in a village. She was taught well, becoming a great assassin for this demon, but some were not convinced of her being completely loyal to the demons. Murrock had told them that he would make sure that she would stay loyal, and for the next year, a demon he controlled bled her almost to the point of death every day, to make sure that she would know of what would happen should she ever think of running away. It was through that that she had learned to be more sadistic than ever, knowing of the different ways one could be tortured. Once becoming free from that year of torture, the first thing that she had done was kill the demon that had bled her dry every day, wanting to enjoy in watching him suffer. She wouldn't let him stay alive after one time of being bled dry, and she had made sure that he would never be a problem again, giving him to the angels when she managed to find some that held hatred of him and their 'master'. Once she had been done there, she slowly started to do the same with every member that was in that army, making sure to do it in different manners so that she wouldn't be known. She had at last gotten to Murrock. When she had a blade poised at him, ready to strike the final blow before taking him to an angel, she found she could not do it. There was a hesitation that she could not understand, and only knew that it was a weakness. She left to leave, but had been surrounded by flames. Ever since she had been a child, she had a fear of fire, and started to cower away, moving into an almost fetal position, but then someone had thrown water on the flames, and Valentia dove out, racing away so that she would not have to be around that demon ever again. She never knew of who saved her, not looking back to check, and only ran.
Character [c] 2012
Origins of Creation: Vampire-Kingdom cult @vf.com
Dislikes: The light, Her Weakness being revealed[Fire and of having a soft side on a very very rare occasion]
Skills: She holds only heightened senses in all 6 forms[sight, taste, touch, smell, sound, and the 6th sense]. She didn't gain an ability to use fire.
Weapons/Tools of Preference: Daggers, and many kinds of them, but has been taught to use any weapon to assassinate those that she is set out to kill.
Weakness[es]: Her weakness is her own heart. She has found it having a mind of it's own, and as such had failed a few assassinations because of it. The other is of fire.
Distinguishing features: She always has jewels around her eyes, be they of obsidian, diamond, etc.
Bio/Background: Valentia was born in a town that teemed with life, the villagers not having a care in the world... until the lycans and vampires had come. Wars had erupted, and through that, demons and angels had come forth, adding more to the slaughter, and thus making the once peaceful village to be nothing more than a desolate wasteland. Valentia had been caring for some children the day that she had her life changed. The vampire, only considered as Meyer, had come to her, and forced himself on her, using his abilities to make her bend to his will. She had been changed on that night. Throughout the next 40 years, she had been a slave to the man, he having another when he went to Romania as a slave for a small amount of time, a drow elf that kept to herself. Meyer had kept them both almost always nude, other than when company had been over, and then would only give them the bare minimum. in her 50th year of being with this vampire, she had perchanced on seeing a demon, named Murrok, and heard of the chance of a lifetime. She was given the option to be free from this vampire. She took it in an instant, and was taken from the place, but it was all too soon that she would only go into another form of servitude. She had her soul taken from her, and was made into a demon soon after, for when she had made a deal with Murrock, it was Satan that she had truly made the deal with. Unlike the other demons, though, she was not granted the power of fire, only being left with her heightened senses from before she had her soul taken. The demon that had originally given her the option was one that had an army, and needed assassins in order to enact a plan to destroy angels in a village. She was taught well, becoming a great assassin for this demon, but some were not convinced of her being completely loyal to the demons. Murrock had told them that he would make sure that she would stay loyal, and for the next year, a demon he controlled bled her almost to the point of death every day, to make sure that she would know of what would happen should she ever think of running away. It was through that that she had learned to be more sadistic than ever, knowing of the different ways one could be tortured. Once becoming free from that year of torture, the first thing that she had done was kill the demon that had bled her dry every day, wanting to enjoy in watching him suffer. She wouldn't let him stay alive after one time of being bled dry, and she had made sure that he would never be a problem again, giving him to the angels when she managed to find some that held hatred of him and their 'master'. Once she had been done there, she slowly started to do the same with every member that was in that army, making sure to do it in different manners so that she wouldn't be known. She had at last gotten to Murrock. When she had a blade poised at him, ready to strike the final blow before taking him to an angel, she found she could not do it. There was a hesitation that she could not understand, and only knew that it was a weakness. She left to leave, but had been surrounded by flames. Ever since she had been a child, she had a fear of fire, and started to cower away, moving into an almost fetal position, but then someone had thrown water on the flames, and Valentia dove out, racing away so that she would not have to be around that demon ever again. She never knew of who saved her, not looking back to check, and only ran.
Character [c] 2012
Origins of Creation: Vampire-Kingdom cult @vf.com