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Jazara despises her existence. Everything she does, every decision she makes, everything she says ends up as a disaster for someone else. That’s what Demons are; bringers of bad luck, harbingers of doom, hateful creatures living only to cause strife and pain. She wants to be respected and admired, not feared and hated… she wants to be a Goddess, is that so wrong?

~General Appearance~

When you encounter the term “Demoness”, what do you think of? Pale, sinister red-eyed females in leather clothing? Bat-winged banshees with burning yellow eyes? Whatever you’re thinking of, I guarantee you that it isn’t Jazara.

Jazara is a striking young woman of unusual height [for a female] at ten inches over five feet and a shapely yet sturdy figure. She has an oval, almost heart-shaped face with a jaw and chin that are both delicate, a medium forehead and high, but not really prominent cheekbones. Her nose is long and thin and turns up slightly at the tip. Her lips are fully and turn up at the corners as well, as if she’s always smiling at a secret joke. Her best feature is her large, expressive, heavily lashed eyes, which are a deep and unusual shade of magenta.

~Unusual Features~

Her medium golden-brown skin is flawed by delicate dark brown vine-like lines all over her body that have thorny spirals where leaves would be. They follow the contours of her bones and muscles. Her face is marked only by five claw-like extensions that begin beneath her eyebrows, flow down her eyes, and follow the contours of her cheeks like so many water tracks. A pair of ridged dark brown horns sit on the very top of her head, gracefully twisted, they swoop backwards at first but gradually reverse direction until the tips are pointed forward, almost like pricked ears. They are about six inches long and stick out at a gentle diagonal angle from her head. Her waist-length hair is silvery-white, thick and wavy, with more parted one side of her head than the other. Her hair billows out, then gathers together naturally at the ends, as if held by some invisible tie, curling upward slightly.
To top it all off, she has a single eye in the center of her forehead with a golden-yellow iris. When closed, it appears like nothing more than a vaguely half-circle shaped scar. It’s the source of all her abilities and her greatest weakness.

~Apparel~

A white sleeveless tunic with an open collar whose flaps lay on the hollow of her shoulders; the tunic is parted in the front and only held together by three slim buckles just beneath her bust. A good bit of skin would normally show beneath the jacket, but she wears a plain black shirt beneath it with a low oval neckline. Fitted tan/beige pants, black boots, and a red knee-length skirt that opens in the front complete the mix-and-match outfit. Gold circlets in spiral designs adorn her upper arms and wrists.

~Powers and Abilities~

She has an ability akin to a cross between remote viewing and astral projection, where she projects an illusion of herself to an area that others will not be able to physically interact with. Her illusion allows her to see and hear in that area, but not feel. While astral projecting, her real body must be absolutely still and she isn’t aware of her environment, which makes it potentially dangerous. Because it’s an illusion, her illusion can take on any form.

Because of this ability, she has an innate sense of “where things are”, which can’t particularly be confined to the term “direction”. She can use this ability to enter people’s dreams, although she can be forcibly removed by people who are aware that she shouldn’t be there and have the will to throw her out.

She has very acute senses and is physically fairly fast and agile. Her strength and endurance isn’t much to brag about, however. Demonesses aren’t exactly infallible.

Being a Demoness, her abilities are not clearly defined and show up only as she needs them or is required to use them. In other words, you would have to ask her to do something in order to find out if she can do it. All and any unusual abilities she portrays, with the exception of her physical abilities, stem from the hyper sensitive third eye on her forehead, which is her greatest weakness.

~Weaknesses~

Ice and cold slow her down and make it harder for her to function, depending on how intense the cold/how much ice. Bright lights and deafening noises will cripple her because of her acute senses. “light” magic or any force directly opposing her own will have a harsh impact on her.

Her greatest weakness is the third eye on her forehead; the slightest bit of pressure on this eye will bring her a lot of pain and temporarily negate her abilities. Enough pressure (such as a punch directly to the eye) will knock her out. Her abilities can be negated for a longer amount of time if there is damage to her eye that will take time to heal.

Finally, she can be hurt by anything a Human can be hurt by, although to a lesser extent. For example, if someone were to shoot her, it would have to be multiple times to stop her when it may only take one bullet to stop a Human. If someone wants to stab her, they have to put a lot more strength behind it, otherwise it won’t go as deep as it would for a Human. It basically takes more force to harm her, but it can be done with very little difficulty.

~Personality~

She’s definitely not evil incarnate, like one would think. She’s actually very sweet and friendly, but don’t let her genuine smile and playful antics fool you into thinking that she’s timid or easily manipulated. She’s very intelligent and expressive, but she’s also feisty and strong-willed. She maintains her sense of humor no matter her mood, it just takes different forms, snarky comments and sarcasm being the most common. She’s bluntly honest and very open about her opinions; she’s also very curious, with very loose standards when it comes to privacy, and may inadvertently offend someone. She’s more than happy to chat it up with complete strangers and actually spends most of her time doing just that. She has moderate self-control but still curses like a sailor when she feels the situation requires it. She generally tries to keep from leading people towards disaster, but unfortunately it doesn’t always work that way. Select beings, namely other Demons and Deities, are immune to her bad luck trait.

~History Summarization~

Even a Demoness can’t remember every little detail about her life, especially when it’s a long one. Her earliest memory is of lurking in the shadows of a Kingdom full of promise, watching with interest as the pious citizens of the Kingdom lined up in front of the shrines to worship and admire their various Deities. The love they felt for their Deities was genuine, even she could see that, and she knew it was what she wanted. To be exalted, respected, and admired, in that order. The only people who worshipped her kind were the worst sort, the type that gave even her the shivers when she saw the sickness in their gleaming selfish eyes. She began a long, painstaking search for a being, a force, or a power that could grant her modest (okay, not so modest… definitely not modest) goal, but it seemed to be a fruitless effort from the start. She couldn’t begin to count the many years that she traversed multiple lands, timelines, dimensions, realities, and worlds in search of an answer. Her endless but far from monotonous search has brought her to the realm of Proxi on a whim, but the ember of hope in her chest is burning brighter than ever when she looks upon the mismatched population. If there were any possible way to obtain her goal, it would be found here.

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