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about Lacri, Momo
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Registration Date: 05-10-2013
Last Visit: 06-07-2013 01:14 AM Total Posts 14 Played By: LACRY! 
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general information
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Her Familiar is a male Yellow-Headed Blackbird, whom travels where ever she does. | |||||||||
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appearance
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Being a hybrid from the Requiem she has the body type of her Windwalker ancestors, light on her feet, with amazing agility but the elemental side of her Earthborn ancestors, giving her reign over the winds and waters of Adymeria. Her silky onyx colored fur is rather long (not so long that it drags upon the ground, but long enough to flow in the passing breeze). Her mandible is white as snow, the color trailing down her throat, before curving over her shoulder. There are two white dots, like eyebrow above her sapphire orbs, and a slight white that trails around them. The snowy coloring covers both her front and back paws, and laces her inner ear. A bright star, much like Polaris in the sky, adorns her chest, making her a point to follow. Her tail, is tipped with the same snowy coloring that graces the rest of her bodice. She is tall for a female, standing at 4'6" with lanky legs that give her a long, but graceful stride. Her body is very lean, but muscular. Not bulky muscles, but sleek, powerful muscles that wrap gently, but tightly around her bones beneath her fur. She weighs around 100 lbs. She’s built for maneuvering through thick underbrush, trees, and mountainous terrain. Her ears stand tall and erect unless she’s upset and has them pressed against her skull. Her fangs are ivory, bright and are only seen when she’s smiling, or bearing her fangs in anger, which is a rare occassion. Her eyes are like the ocean blue; endless and dangerous, carrying a pupil black as night. They are trained to never give away her secrets. Her appearance is regal and filled with power, and her movements are graceful and fluid, almost like that of a spirit ghosting past. Her steps tread very lightly on the ground, giving her an edge when she’s sneaking around. Her scent is that of the evening winds and fresh rainfall, her voice is smooth as silk and carries like a gentle breeze. | |||||||||
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personality
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She is a mother if the gods ever made one so. A caring and loving soul, meant only to help those less fortunate than itself. Her normal personality is that of a healer, a mother, a caretaker. On the outside she’s always smiling and glowing; despite the memories and pain that haunts her every step. All that keeps her going is the memories she has, the drive to protect the ones she still has, and the insatiable thirst for the death of the ones who forced her world to crumble. She is a truly caring soul, and lover at heart, but she has skeletons, just like everyone else. She loved her clan mates dearly when she had them and did her best to care for, nurture, comfort and heal them. But don’t take advantage of her kindness, despite her sweet demeanor she is not a push over and will not stand for bad mouthing or rudeness. She shuts away all the pain of losing her family, and all the hatred to the ones whom took them away; keeps it locked in a box, buried deep inside of her. She’s got the patience of a Saint, but when it wears thin, you’d better hope you aren’t in her way. She has a hard time being blunt and tends to beat around the bush before telling someone the truth. She knows when something’s a lost cause, although she finds it very hard to give up on it, even if it’s far past the point of no return. She holds a great respect for the world, and everything that the Luna and Sol, graced them with. Although she draws most of her powers from the moon, she respects the sun as well as the earth and the cosmos, preffering not to believe in one sided things. She never has any trouble helping someone, or something in need. She has a knack for the art of healing, and is very connected to the world and creatures around her.
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history
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Lacrimosa Requiem was born into the glorious line of hybrids known as the Requiems. Her family believed that by creating a hybrid of the Windwalkers and the Earthborns, they would create the greatest species to ever walk Adymeria. Her father was Alastair Requiem, the leader of the Requiem Clan and one of the last few pure decendents from the Great ones whom began the clan so long ago, Nicodemus and Aosoth, a pure Earthborn and a pure Windwalker. Her mother was Levana Alcmene, a hybrid much like her father, but from a less noble family line. She was one of the top healers within their clan, and a promising one at that.
Lacrimosa was born in the early spring, in a tiny litter of only two pups, the other child being her brother, Zaos. She and her brother were thick as thieves. They went EVERYWHERE together, running through the mountains and the forests below; hunting rabbits in the thickets, curling up together when it was cold. They were the best of friends, that was until her Father was struck down in the battle with an estranged group of witchbloods that stalked their territories. Her brother was the only male heir to the throne, so he stepped up to take his Fathers place, and quickly became a tyrant, power hungry and evil, loosing the man he was before. He planned a raid upon the witchbloods that lived near their borders, and despite the womans best efforts her brother went ahead with his plan. He led their entire clan into a trap. Everyone was slaughtered, and the witches came to claim their new land, leaving the few whom stayed behind to fight, and be killed or flee in hopes of finding new lands. To this day, Lacrimosa wonders if she was the only one too make it out alive. She now wanders the lands alone, in search of a family and a pack, with her familiar at her side. | |||||||||
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