Draconua Adopt: Fenmyre
Character Idea:
WOE. SONGS BE UPON YE
Babe of the Abyss by Girls Rituals
Black Licorice by Girls Rituals
First Rule of the Bug by Sword II
I Just Wanna Make The Whole Earth Smile by Girls Rituals
enjoy my gay little lyrics
[ Babe of the abyss, blow the void a kiss ]
Fenmyre is a little more refined than her creators. She's very aware of this, too. Hard not to be, when raised in and amidst corruption. Despite her size, she's made vulnerable by her lack of sight, giving those around her an immediate advantage if they catch her off guard.
if, because she makes an effort notice others before she, herself, is noticed.
She's not personally bothered by her disability. In fact, hatching with the spell Encompassing Darkness, it becomes a boon. Her own magick cannot blind something with no eyes to begin with.
She is quiet, but she does speak from time to time. Usually to taunt however she's tormenting, and OH, does she torment. She will pick one person in any given situation and choose to make their life
hell.
[ I don't want to please you, I just wanna reach you, ]
[ I just wanna pull you down with me ;3c ]
There is an important distinction that must be drawn between the words dissection and vivisection - one that is completely lost on Fenmyre.
Her second spell will be Forsaken Mind, and she will pursue a Chaos Mage specialty. This is because she enjoys ripping into people's vulnerabilities when the least expect it. Most Valkhounds prefer to channel Rrevalk in his violence- she prefers to channel him in his cruelty.
She will chase you, hunt down your worst fears and then echo them back, twice as horrible as they were before. She will reduce to to a shriveling, terrified wretch of an animal. And then, and ONLY then, will she strike with claws and teeth. She will vivisect you twice then - emotionally, and then physically. Though sometimes, if she likes you, she'll only do the FORMER*. So you can stick around for more torture <3
[ I just want to show you some suffering, if you wanna suffer with me... ]
Absolutely up to development! if given the chance to Ruin The Beast I WILL jump on it. Beat her up please!
[OPTIONAL] RP Sample:
Hungry.
Fenmyre had been stalking this deer for what felt like years. The muscles in her jaw twitched, teeth threatening to clack together and alert her quarry. No, she would not submit to lower urges. The Howling Morass was patient, despite the cacophony rattling in her skull. Voices begging, pleading for release, for blood to splatter on the stone floor -
Not yet. Not yet. Just a little longer.
Her muscles bunched, and then exploded outward in a charge. She ran forward, straight towards the deer that now fled in terror. Such an alien sensation to her,
fear. One she only felt in the midst of her mother - but even that had an edge to it. A constant, boiling rage underneath.
She reached out with her magick - she wanted to
feel it. To become hunter and hunted in a moment, a beautiful union between both sides of the coin.
Her breath caught in her throat as it hit her, her lungs fighting for oxygen as her heart thrummed to life in its truest form. Her chase became frantic as her brain pushed her faster, harder - because death was behind her, and it would take back what she'd stolen from its jaws before.
She felt herself getting closer. She was the end, and she was ending, and she was running like the fucking wind.
Teeth snapped around her neck, ripping, shredding,
ending - And that frantic panting stopped as she began to suffocate, her life crushed between crimson jaws. Blood spilled out of and inside her, the hourglass tipping. She began to die.
And then she began to
feast.
--------------------------
OOC Name: Silkwyrm
Adopt Name: Either