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Risika Neferet

A Mercenary: Hire at your own Risk

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by CrystalRose, as played by RolePlayGateway

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A faction of vampyric creatures who reign over the Cursed Wood. "Expect from thy blood no more than thy blood expects from thee."

Description

With long thick locks of black hair, and a skin tone that equals that consideration of golden brown, Risika's best feature are her eyes, as they are a deep turquoise hue, with what seem to have sparkling images around their centers. She stands at an even 6 foot, and weighs approximately 130 pounds. Risika can usualy be found dawning the traditonal clothing of her time: Profoundly bold golden floor length dresses, with golden bejeweled bracelets looping around her wrists and upper arms. Normally walking around in light sandals, she has two very discreet places beneath her top cloak where she conceals her two weapons.

Personality

Risika has never doubted her beauty, nor her ability to survive. As she has spent most of her life as a mercenary, this has purged her from society in general. Her personality has dried out because of this, but she keeps true to her Egyptian roots by practicing the rituals taught to her back in the days of which she barely remembers of her human life. With this life of soltiude has come a dry sense of humor and an even dryer way of communication. She finds it hard to exist in simple conversation, or partake in physical contact. As the time of solitaire vampires comes to an end, and all of her old colleagues and known enemies take their place in a group of their own, Risika finds herself searching for a place in this tiny world where she might belong with those like her, creatures of the night out to sate their own thirst, and maybe make a change or two within the world itself.

Equipment

Her first weapon of choice is that of a 7 foot red leather braided whip, and second is a golden colored Beretta Pistol.

History

Risika was born in 15bc, and brought up in the Egyptian Palace, raised as a Priestess under the teaching of Queen Cleopatra herself. As she reached her womanhood, at the age of 17, Risika was sold by the Queen to a dark man, who arrived in the dead of the night to transport her to his castle. Risika was not sure what she had done wrong to deserve having being sold from her home, but she had learned in the beginning not to doubt the will of those that the Gods had imposed with authority. Her Master, who she later learned his name as Mytri, revealed himself as a vampire as soon as they arrived to his castle, and he showed Risika to what would be her prison cell for the next 15 years.

Mytri kept Risika locked in a room that was conjoined with his personal quarters. Risika later learned that Mytri had been offered her as a peace offering, for Mytri to keep his legion out of Egypt and away from their boundaries, to keep from being over took by his Clan of vampires. After Risika finally grew calm of being exposed to Mytri's immortality, and the creature that he was, Mytri presented her with the gift of a companion. He brought to her a young cheetah cub, and provided her with everything she would need to provide for the cub's well being. A few years passed by, with Risika only being allowed to company of Mytri and her cat whom she never named.

Risika finally gave into the thought that there were no Gods, and none that were looking out for her well being at that. She thought up and revised a plan to kill Mytri, and escape the room he had enslaved her to. The time came, but it turned out to be so different than what she had built it out to be in her head. Mytri had never raised a hand at Risika in a violent way, until she set her nails in the skin of his neck, not sure how, but definately trying to kill him. He let out a loud growl at the annoyance of her betrayal, which sent her cheetah cat into a fury. The cat lunged at Mytri, but his fast reaction put Risika's body between his own and the mammal. The cat delivered a fatal blow to Risika's abdomen. She relaxed in the arms of Mytri, happy that the end to her existence had finally came. But Mytri had something different in mind, he refused to give Risika's company up. She had proved to be the most beautiful being he had ever set eyes upon, and her blood tasted so rich that he knew he would never find a rarer gem then her anywhere beneath the sky. So, Mytri forced upon her the change from a human to vampire. Because Risika had not welcomed the change, her rage onset a fury of extreme strength and even stronger sensory gifts.

Quickly, Risika grew stronger than Mytri, and even quicker she began to hate the man for what he had turned her into. Within weeks of reaching her full strength's potential, Risika had overtaken Mytri's Castle, and started running it for herself. She found that the religion Christianty was sweeping it's ideas across Egypt, which was why Cleopatra wanted to keep the vampire's at bay. All too clearly, Risika understood everything that stood and what it stood for in her world. Which was why she decided to leave it. To some strange strand of loyalty that she still held to her Queen, Risika killed off every being within Mytri's Castle walls before she took off and disappeared into South America. She quickly made a life for herself, as a supernatural mercenary. During her free time, she spent hours upon hours training herself behind her whip and pistol. Many within the Vampire communitee knew her name and her business, but nothing else. Risika had never had the taste to know any other of her kind, sure they were all the same as that of Mytri. But as the modern world continued to change around her, Risika finally started to give into the curiosity of socialization. Now she searches for a purpose, something that she could offer, something that might have been meant for her.

So begins...

Risika Neferet's Story

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Daemala Tauvyr points to a larger than usual gap in the trees ahead and heads into it

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Risika Neferet was sure this forrest appeared from no where, as she couldn't remember exactly how she arrived here from her path towards The Wing City that she marked on her map. Slowly, she made her way through the thick trees, keeping a careful eye out for anything else or anyone, for that matter, that would be lurking the hidden forrest as well.

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Risika Neferet slowly followed the woman that appeared before her. Glancing down to her good for nothing map, she dropped the paper unto the ground and used her hands to remove the random limbs blocking her way. Silently, she checked that her two closest friends were still in their spots, not sure what to expect from the mysterious woman.

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"Up ahead," She spoke for the first time, her voice deeper than the average woman's voice, carrying through the air like heavy silk. Pointing to a spire that poked above the trees somewhere up ahead, she darted again deeper into the forest.

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Risika Neferet 's eyes followed to the spot the woman mentioned. Upon hearing her voice, Risika eased a little. Her voice held intrigue behind it, and left Risika wondering what it was that lied ahead of her that she had yet to experience. As old a vampire she was, it was a rare moment where she experienced something unknown. Gracefully, Risika rushed through the woods up a hill, keeping her eye on the spire above.

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Risika Neferet abruptly stopped before the stoned wall entrance of what appeared to be a castle. Risika was enthralled with the silence that surrounded this place, "The Reaper himself might find this place too quiet..." She muttered to herself. 'Now where did that woman disappear to now? I know this much, I'm not climbing any walls.'

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Risika Neferet arched a brow, remembering her first encounter upon breaching a castle full of vampires. This time, was different. You are amongst your own, this time. She told herself. She met the eyes of the woman before her, and swore that she had gazed upon them before. "Was this a plan all along?" She cleared her throat, "Forgive my naievety, Ms..." Risika had not held a polite conversation in decades, however, she was sure she wanted to get this one right.

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"Daemala, right." Risika quickly racked her brain of names that had passed by her eyes during her lifetime, "I believe I have arrived in a place where I know of no one."Risika was speaking mostly to herself again, but with a pleading of information from her host. "I am The Risika of Egypt." She began, quickly regaining her confidence.

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Risika took note of the familiarity the woman shown with her statement. This brought forth a feeling of urgency. Risika had never assigned the word honor with her own name. She watched as the woman rose above her height with each step, and began to follow. Her bowed her head, pulling her black cloak tighter across her chest, never in her entire immortal existence had she ever felt so small in a single place. The echo of her sandal unto the stone stair shivered up to the second level, which Risika could see nothing of passed Daemala's form.

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Risika was set aback with the respect this woman was showing. It was so new to her, that she resisted the urge to turn around and make sure no one else had walked into the Room. Then, her mind narrowed around the name Detente.She was positive the name had been brought up during her reign as Elite Mercer of South America, it had in fact been referring to a strong formation of powerful vampires, allying for a cause Risika had assumed. "And what, without offending your community here, might I gain or even offer by joining?" She lowered her hood and cleared her throat in hope the woman would rise. "What exactly is it that you and your Clan here serve for?"

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Risika tilted her head, intrigued. Could her venture to find the ones with which she belonged really have come to an end so quickly? Is it that this is the place the demon within her has chose for her to thrive? Risika looked about the room, with its glorious features and beauitufl decorations. She made her way to the one window, which was draped with thick black curtains. She lifted one hand and gracefully moved it just far enough to show the moon and stars. Risika felt the edges of her mouth curl up into a faint smile, "I do believe I have arrived." Risika dropped the curtain, and turned to face Daemala. She bent her knees and bowed her head, "I do accept your offer to allign myself with the Vankoryth Detente." Risika wasn't quite sure if this was what was expected, but then again, this was a first for her.

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Risika was confused, however ignorant to the ways and practices of the vampire communitee as she always withdrew, but noticed the undoubtely over emotion that the women before her was expressing, "Are there quarters? Or even a leader with which I must offer my blood to?" These were the ways of which Risika herself was familiar, the ways that Mytri had taught.

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Risika blinked her eyes, taken aback by the surprise in the tone of Daemala at the thought of exchanging blood. "I see." She said dryly, "You'll have to forgive my ignorance to the ways of the modern being. You see..." She ventured off in thought preperation for her words, "I have spent many centuries in the company of only myself and those that I would hunt. Even the ones who would hire me would not fornicate for long, so all my opinions and processes are those of an age that has long since died."

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Risika's eyes whipped over towards the apeearingly fragile woman, "Mortuus, you say? As in the powerful demon dragon? It's a member of this clan?" Risika could hardly shield her doubt.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Daemala Tauvyr says,
 “ ”

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Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Terun Veillon says,
 “ What's all going on? ”

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Manik Chakor slinked in on the shadows. There was a large golden envelope tucked under his arm. It was a special delivery for Daemala and the rest of the Detente. Like a splash of ink he slipped through the door of the Room of Reason.

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