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about Isis
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Registration Date: 04-19-2013
Last Visit: 07-15-2013 06:56 AM Total Posts 9 Played By: TEMPEST 
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general information
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appearance
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A lean frame, built on tall and incredibly slender limbs. She is a lithe and supple form, a strange and ethereal grace in every movement, matched only by the confidence she emanates. Her fur shimmers in a strange off white silver tone, her head limbs and the bottom of her tail dipped in a deep charcoal. Thin dark stripes wrap about the tops of each leg in the same dark black coloration, and across her back lay bright white stripes that start from the back of her slender heads and end at the tip of her tail. The tips of her dark black ears are dipped in a soft white coloring, and a smooth white line starts from her nose and traces back towards the underside of her eyes and flows back towards her ears. Her eyes glow a brilliant white, removing the pupils from them. A brilliant white glow surrounds her body, clinging most heavily to her eyes, and trails along behind her like a fog that slowly fades. Small glittering fragments fall slowly from her eyes and the glow around her, gleaming like a star and leaving a slow fading trail of white ember like pieces behind. Her elements enable her flight, despite her lack of wings. The glowing fog around her body will transform into great wings, somewhat transparent as if only made from illuminated fog and carry her effortlessly wherever she chooses. A true fragment of the moon as is her birthright. | |||||||||
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personality
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Isis is known for her incredibly stubborn nature and commanding way of taking charge. When her mind is set on something, it is very difficult for distraction or reason to break through, even for those closest to her. For one that can be seen as quite small and slender, she has a fierce sense of control and power. She craves to bring Carus more than it has ever known before and to serve her father and pack with the deepest sense of loyalty and respect. Despite this sense of control and power, Isis is quite reckless, and craves action at all times. She could be considered a bit of an adrenaline junkie for the ways she seeks her fun. Whether leaping without wings down the mountain side, or engaging in fierce training matches against her pack mates. Alexandria, despite the confidence and controlling aura, has a darker side that lurks within. The power of behemoth, though somewhat controlled, when loosened snakes its way into her being and takes a vicious hold of her. It’s not so much a separate entity, like another mind inside, but it is more a solid piece of her own being. A part of her that hungers for blood, for agony, for retribution for the suffering of those she loves. This makes her version of right or wrong a bit skewed to what other people believe. If it suits her pack or family, she will spill even the most innocent of blood. She is deceptive and cunning, convincing in the gentle luring accent of her voice. Into a deeper part of her is a violently rooted fear of emotions like love as well as forming connections to other wolves; not that she would ever dare to mention such fears aloud. With her bond quite close to the spirit world and to one in particular the Sorrow Vinea, as well as her own mother, who both wear the scars of lover’s that did them no justice. To see both of these women scarred and beaten has left her with her own invisible marring, refusing to acknowledge most advanced from suitors and refusing to be courted. Despite the complexities of her lust for power and completeness within the pack, Alex holds a deep interest and witch like capability in the elements, the earth, magic, healing, herbs and their uses, as well as the spirit realm and those that inhabit it. When she is not busy aiding Carus or her father in some way, she can often be found wandering alone with her soul shadow, exploring the uses and abilities of herbs, as well as practicing her healing and magic and other sources of her great interests. She spends much of her time speaking with spirits, practicing her powers over summoning them and even controlling them. Astrum is an excellent teacher, a vast source of knowledge, at least once Isis can decipher what the strange thing means.
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history
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Isis was born far in the North, within the shelter of a mountain range known as the Lunar Mountains. Her father Asmodeus was a powerful and bold king, with a reputation that stretched to every known land. His strength and confidence bled into his young daughters veins from an early age. Her mother was the great Queen Onoskelis, known for her own great strength yet gentle heart when it came to her family and her pack. On the night her mother went into a harsh and heavy labor with her large litter, complications began to show their signs early. Though her father had his best healers at her side, the great Queen could not make it, and much of her litter passed away. The only survivor was a small silver whelp, struggling and yowling with great strength. Though her father’s anguish was great for the loss of his soul mate, he was proud and he took the small pup to his side and allowed the females of the pack to tend to her under his watchful and cold gaze. With time, her father shared his greatest memories of her lost mother and siblings, and she enjoyed the company of her other older siblings from a previous marriage of her fathers.
Corruption lay deep within his heirs heart though. Her older sister and a her lover sought to over throw her father’s reign. A battle among those loyal to the Kingdom and those loyal to her half-sister ensued, and in the end, her father’s soldiers fell. Those that remained began to retreat, and though still young she was pulled away from the fray by some of her father’s own guard. | |||||||||
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