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The Daemon Chylde

The Brujah

The Stats:

Name: Raesa Caselynn Gerald

Marital: Single

Age: 5-6 yrs old (looks 16-17 yrs)

Bloodlines: 2nd Generation Brujah/Rabisu Hybrid {Based on WW: Vampire the Masquerade and Demon the Fallen}

Parents: Father - Sean William Gerald {SilencedAssauIt}, Mother - LoriAnna Demour Gerald {XvMadamDeathvX}

Siblings: Brother - Cole Damon Gerald {ColeDamon GeraId}, Embraced Sister - Starling Kiara Gerald {TheEmbracedChyld}

Favored Parent: Sean

Protectors: Sean, Lori, Cole, Starling, and Lloyd

Overall Personality: She prefers her Daemon Form. She's quiet, watchful, intelligent, decisive, and not easily angered, but when she is angered, she's even less easily soothed. She's loving, but wary of love itself. She's Daddy's little Girl. Gifted with her Sword Handling abilities. She's protective of and deeply loves her Family.

Forum Stats:

AoN:

World: Lake of Fire

God: Sean William Gerald

Realm: New Rome

Home: Demented Castle

Rank: NDP

Reg. # AoN NDP for SLs {Until October}

RoA:

World:

God:

Land:

Home: Secluded Isle

Rank:

Reg.#-

Physical:

Hair: Black {Inherited from Sean}

Eyes: Snake-slitted Blue-green {Inherited from Lori}

Clothing Color: Firey colors (Reds, Oranges, Some yellows)

Clothing: Dress {See below}, Shorts beneath, High heeled boots, Gauntlets {When needed}, Animal claw choker and hair beads/band

Abilities:

Demon/Brujah forms

Magick Abilities:

Control of/Over:

Fire

Some Animals {Dragons and Wolves mainly}

Able to work simple spells by age of eight

Vampiric Abilities:

Celerity

Potence

Presence

Dominate

Obfuscate

Auspex

Fortitude

Quietus

Daemonic Lores:

Lore of the Beast

Lore of the Celestials

Lore of the Flame

Lore of the Firmament

Lore of Light

Lore of Paths

Lore of Portals

Lore of Radiance

Her looks, physical features, are much the same, whether Daemon or Brujah form. Main difference: Daemon has darker skin, can produce Talons from her fingers and toes, she has a Thin tail that comes from just above her butt, and long Lethery wings that connect at her shoulder blades. Her height increases a little over a foot. When in a blood Lust/Hunt, only one she Loves can bring her out (Death has no effect, except maybe angering Her).

~The Brujah~

Red silks, sheer lace, and thin cotten strips sewn together, but left loose, free strands at the ends, so that the materials are always shifting, wafting as she'd move. Shades of red, orange, and bits of yellow mingled, looking as though flames surround her, laying on her skin from her shoulders almost to her knees. A dress, frayed hems, no sleeves, and just layered enough to hide her delicate frame. Femininity at its finest, but fierce and drawing. Firey red shorts are hidden on her by the dress, a precaution for whenever a fight breaks out. An intensity unmatched shines from those snake-slitted blue-green hues, the Raven locks a perfect finish to frame that beautiful, pale, almost native visage. Her hands thin, delicate, silken and soft.
But, a few words spoken in her Daemonic language - one of the first spells she'd learned - and her gauntlets, her blade are on her. The gauntlets like red fire licking over her fingers, her hands, her forearms. The blade seeming to be held by nothing at her hip. That may be the last vision of many a life.

~The Rabisu~

The shimmering beauty began to change, the intensity in the eyes gaining strength, hoding her prey unable to look away. The height of 5'8" giving way as her body grew in every aspect, to a slender 6'10". Her skin darkens as one looks on, tanning, but looking still as silken and beautiful. Fingertips grew more slender as they lengthened. Red lines appeared upon her back, where her shoulder blades are. The lines darken, thicken, and begin to bulge. As one realizes the line is blood beginning to trickle though the skin, the reason tears free. Her arms extend out at her sides as 13' Wings unfurl, connect to her very skin at her shoulder blades. These wings are fierce, red, shimmering and seeming on fire at first glance. They flex and wrap around her entranced Prey, still staring deep into her eyes. A loving groan comes from inside the hidden area within her closed wings. They open, the body drops. Without a glance, without a word, she turns and walks away. Again those wings seem to burn, her entire body looks momentarily flame kissed, then she's gone. You look to where she'd walked, scorched ground remains, black ash prints left where her feet fell. And one feels blessed to be alive....

~The Blade: Flame Kissed~

Firey red hilt, shaped like a Dragon's outstretched Neck and head. Were anyone else to touch the blade or the hilt, its red hot, and not something that can be cooled. Only she, Raesa, can handle the heat of the blade, and only she can Cool it. Serated edges are up towards the hilt, the Blade itself forged from the unbreakable metal Mithril.

{Disclaimers: The mun and character are fully separate, so do not assume to know me and I won't assume to know you. Mun is mature and rather detailed RPer. Mun is spoken for ::Points at the ring on her finger:: so if your intention is in that area, don't. Character is played as created and will not be altered for anyone's whims. I do not freeforum at this time, so only IM if wanting a Forum App or if you are in one of the above Forums. Do not go OOC if at all avoidable, and do not Cross anything said OOC into IC. I do keep and will keep logs of conversations to document any of this happening, it takes away from gaming.}
{This character is Copywrited ©, 2003 to the Mun. Some say Stealing is a compliment. If it is, I prefer you not compliment, this char's Story and life are long in the making and highly involved. The Brujah/Rabisu "Hybrid" is also Copywrited © to XvMadamDeathvX and SilencedAssauIt, based Closely from the White-Wolf Gaming.}