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''The scent of incense and blood lingers around the obsidian altar in the center of a shrine cast in darkness. One of the shadows separates seamlessly from the rest and glides toward you. As the shadow moves closer moonlight reveals it to be a beautiful Kaldar woman clothed in dark silk robes. A pair of red eyes regard you with an eerie gaze. The woman turns her attention away from you with an amused smirk and kneels before the altar, placing a reverent kiss on its surface as she murmurs, “All honor and reverence be given unto Dergati, that she may be patient with our foolishness and spare our souls from her vengeance." The words fade into a hushed silence as the woman communes with her Goddess, seeming oblivious to your presence.'' |
''The scent of incense and blood lingers around the obsidian altar in the center of a shrine cast in darkness. One of the shadows separates seamlessly from the rest and glides toward you. As the shadow moves closer moonlight reveals it to be a beautiful Kaldar woman clothed in dark silk robes. A pair of red eyes regard you with an eerie gaze. The woman turns her attention away from you with an amused smirk and kneels before the altar, placing a reverent kiss on its surface as she murmurs, “All honor and reverence be given unto Dergati, that she may be patient with our foolishness and spare our souls from her vengeance." The words fade into a hushed silence as the woman communes with her Goddess, seeming oblivious to your presence.'' |
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== Appearance == |
== Appearance == |
Revision as of 12:14, 22 November 2010
Vasilissa Akave | |
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Status | |
Race | Kaldar |
Gender | Female |
Guild | Cleric |
Instance | Prime |
Introduction
The scent of incense and blood lingers around the obsidian altar in the center of a shrine cast in darkness. One of the shadows separates seamlessly from the rest and glides toward you. As the shadow moves closer moonlight reveals it to be a beautiful Kaldar woman clothed in dark silk robes. A pair of red eyes regard you with an eerie gaze. The woman turns her attention away from you with an amused smirk and kneels before the altar, placing a reverent kiss on its surface as she murmurs, “All honor and reverence be given unto Dergati, that she may be patient with our foolishness and spare our souls from her vengeance." The words fade into a hushed silence as the woman communes with her Goddess, seeming oblivious to your presence.
Appearance
You see Priestess Vasilissa Akave, Soul Sunderer of the Order of the Black Fox, a Kaldar.
She has an angular face with pouting lips, slightly pointed ears and thick-lashed red eyes. Her red-streaked black hair is very long and thick, and is worn in an artfully tousled style threaded with a narrow black satin ribbon.
She has pale skin and a lithe figure.
A faceted ruby teardrop rests on her forehead, just above her eyes.
She is young.
She has a tattoo of a white rose encircled by a blood-stained thorny vine on her back.
A luminous orb of coruscating rainbowed light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following her diligently.
She is wearing an ethereal white sochi clasped by an a flawless moonstone globe, a pair of sparkling phantom sapphire earrings in brushed silver settings, a witch ball, a white Insanity rose, a ghostly white gown of sheer gossamer with ribbons laced down the back, a gold mourning band etched with a skeleton in bas-relief, a spiraled silver armband cradling a phantom sapphire, an exquisite silver signet ring, an amber ring inset with the shrike of Dergati, a slender silver ring set with a multifaceted phantom sapphire, an alabaster silk gem pouch embellished with a ghostly white swath of Albarian lace and some black high-heeled sandals with long thin straps.
Background
- Vasilissa was born on the 2nd day of the 5th month of Uthmor the Giant in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 377 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
- Her father was a sore and heavily guarded subject with her mother who was a Cleric devoted to the Goddess Dergati. She went on a pilgrimage when Vasilissa was 7 years old, leaving her with relatives until she returned. Vasilissa never saw her mother again.
- At the age of 18 Vasilissa decided to join the Clerics guild.
Present
- In the 3rd month of Lirisa the Archer in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 398, Kendus Akave was bound to her as her serf and blade.
- After much investigation Vasilissa learned the identity of her father and discovered that she has a half-sister living in Crossing named Kalisted Redspi. She views her half-sibling with a mixture of fascination and loathing, as the young Paladin is the exact opposite of her in nearly every way aside from their shared devotion to the Immortals.
- In the year 399 while on a trip to Therengia her husband Kendus vanished. She hasn't seen him since and assumes he either left her or was killed. After searching the lands for many months she decided to wear a mourning band instead of her wedding ring and performed the ritual of divorce. Despite the loss of her husband she has thrown herself into training feverently and finds solace in the embrace of her Goddess during her lengthy meditations and rituals.
Religious Beliefs
Vasilissa worships Dergati primarily though she pays respect to all of the Immortals and their aspects.
A small ivory parchment stamped with a bloody rose
The parchment reads:
Were you talked into kissing a rose only to find the bindings of matrimony weren't for you? Did you marry that special someone only to have him or her leave you? Is your spouse just driving you insane and you can't stand the thought of being bonded to them another second? Tired of the constant nagging, clinging, and/or jealousy? Or are you just ready to move on and find that other fish in the sea?
I am now accepting clients who wish to be freed from their parasitic…ahh, err partner for whatever reason. You will buy the blade and for the small price of 1 platinum kronar I will provide the rose to grant you the freedom you so deserve!
Remember, happiness is merely a chest wound away!
Priestess Vasilissa Akave
Alternately, I do provide kiss roses for those so inclined at the price of 1 platinum per rose. Just remember me when you are ready for that divorce!