"Greetings All; It is a delectable winter's Evening is it not?"
She says with a devilish grin, baring the tips of her fangs.
"How silly of me to not make the proper introductions. I am Amauri
Skye Kysor." She bows her head slightly keeping her blood red eyes
on her awaiting prey. "But of course you may call me Amauri.
And it is pronounced Emery" she says with disgust on her tongue.
"To your eyes I appear to be 20 years of age when in reality I am
around 300 years of age. How can I describe myself" she ponders for
just a moment taking a sip of the blood in her favorite cup.
"Well...I am a person, Well actually a demon now who has the
tendency to destroy human life wherever and whenever possible
without a moments hesitation. I am EVIL no way around it. And
that's all you really need to know if you want to know me:
My life's story would be this." She takes a deep breath. rolling
her eyes and continues to explain about her dreadful past but that
has managed to come to a happy existence. "Before I became what I
am now I was wronged in my life. I was murdered. It was not planned
I was an innocent by-standard. I walked the shadows of hell for I
had vengeance in my heart. The devil made me an offer that was
irresistible to refuse. For the vengeance that I craved I would
willingly give him 500 years of service harbingering souls.
" Her ear twitches as she looks at her prey and smiles as they
hang onto her every word. "To this day I have given 300 years and
I plan to give him another 200 years. For I am one of few who can
say that they love their job." She licks her lips slowly cutting
her tongue on her extended fang.
Things that are okay with me are
*Death
*Blood
*(your character)
*Destruction
*Assholes that are men
But get this away from ME!
* Life
* Humanity
* kindness
My sexuality is wouldn't you like to know"
She gives her listeners a once over and winks in general not to
one or another. "Everyone has a secret. Can you keep mine"
She smiles baring her fangs as she sets down her warm cup of
blood and unsheathes her twin blades. She swings them once and
slices their throats. All of a sudden she feels dry in her
throat as she watches the blood pour from their slashed throats.
"You won't live to tell my tale" She licks the blood off of her
twin blades and pulls their souls from their lifeless bodies and
places them into her own body until she can deliver them to
her master.
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