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Dexenia

The mayor of the town Acarthu and is a vampire.

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a character in “Acarthu”, as played by Dexenia

Description

Dexenia has strawberry blonde hair that is down to her mid-back, it's naturally wavy. Her eyes can change color, but the mostly stay amber to appear human like.she is around 5' 10" with a slender but muscular build, she can handle herself when needed. she is pale, but not paper white and has nice rosie lips. She appears 23, but in reality is much much older.

Personality

She is an independant and strong willed woman. She will stand up for herself and those she cares about. She is distant and unwilling to openn up and let anyone in, she fears that is a weakness. Those who get close to her know she is an intelligent and kind individual. She is sarcastic, flirty and an all around great person. She has a leadership attitude and knows when to stand up or give in.

Equipment

SHe mostly uses her hand, but if needed she has a modern day 9 millimetre and an old sword ingraved with her name that she got from her parents when she was a child.

History

She was human and lived in the 1800's. er mother and father were poor and had to make deals with the creatures living in their time, to stay in their house and keep food on the table. One day, they couldn't pay up to the creatures and they stole away their daughter for payment for the next year. They turned her into one of them and raised her. At the time Dexenia was only 4, when she reached her full maturity which was around 24 she stopped growing, she stayed that way until the present time. She didn't not know what happened to her, and was constantly told her memories are just dreams, and that she was born the way she is. After everyone she knew had been hunted down by the humans in that town, she ran. She became at peace with the people of Acarthu and it stayed that way until history seemed to repeat itself. But did it really?

So begins...

Dexenia's Story

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"Lost?" the human asked the poor fool who had been wandering the city for almost an hour now. "You said you came from the woods?" She asked, twisting her hand through her blonde hair and taking a soft step away from him. She had never been a fan of the woods, and did not know if she could trust this strange scruffy man.

"Sorry..." he noticed her discomfort with his presence. "I just want to figure out where I am..." he said softly, glancing up to the largest building to see some lady staring down at him. Xavior wondered why she would be staring at him. "Who is she..." he nodded his head to the large tower, and the woman sighed.

"Come on, you'll need to meet her. No one goes unnoticed in her city. Besides, if you are from the woods it might be better if you talk to her." The woman motioned toward the building and started walking in that general direction. The man glanced back at the woods, thinking about how he had arrived at this city and shook his head. Perhaps someone here could help him remember something? Who knows, maybe the woman who had spotted him from her window would be able to help him too.

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The door to her office opened up and Xavior stumbled in still admiring the beauty he had seen in the hallway. Then he turned around to see a woman of great beauty waiting for him. Her hair and eyes were just stunning and it caught him off guard. "Sorry, I wish I was more presentable." He chuckled, moving around the chair to the window he had seen her in. "You have a great view of this...." he paused. "Where am I, exactly?"

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"A nervous habit?" he asked, glancing over at her when he heard her bracelet around he wrist. He then recalled her words and took in a deep breath. "That is the thing," he stated, "I'm not sure where I came from. When I came too it was dark in the woods and continued to follow the noise to your city here." Xavior's honey-gold eyes glinted back toward the woods with a longing for information. "If it weren't for theses..." he fumbled around his neck until he found the name tags that glinted silver on his chest. "It had a name on it, I figured the name belonged to me, but that could be questioned."

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"Xavior..." he nodded his head. "I think it fits too, my name is Xavior, and you are?" Xavior asked, his eyes glowing with excitement at some help being offered to him. He was very sure that the people of this city would reject him for coming out of the woods with no memory at all, but instead they were doing the opposite and being very kind yet cautious. "And I only have a little on me..." he pulled some wadded cash out of his back pocket, and it didn't even come up to a full ten, but even though he was in a vulnerable spot in his life, Xavior continued to smile and take the world one step at a time.

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Xavior gave her a soft apperciative smile. "Thank you, you've done so much. I hope I can return to the favor to you at some point." His voice had rough tone, making it a little less smooth than velvet but it was still delightful to listen to. "I suppose I should start looking around for a job until I figure out what is going on. I would like to figure out why I was in the woods to begin with. And judging the way people looked at me when I first entered it is not normal for people to come from the woods."

He did a slow turn away from the vampire, thinking he could trust her, no matter her species to look at the woods once more. It seemed as if the woods called to him, beckoning him to come back and learn about his past, but at the same time there was a bit of a warning in the way the trees swayed back and forth. Until he figured out more about his location, his combat style, and his own life a bit, he would be better off staying put in the kindness the city was offering him. "Do you know of anyone that is willing to hire someone of my... well naturally, we both know I'm not exactly human. Do people hire my kind around here?" He hoped they would, because even though he was not entirely sure what the woman was before her, he was pretty sure she would know what type of being he was.

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Xavior was quiet for a long moment then nodded his head. "When I was coming around in the woods I remember seeing a fox, ever since then I feel like there is a warm fox curled deep in my spirit. I'm not sure what that makes me... but I can feel him there, waiting to stir up inside me." His eyes turned to her, filled with curiosity. "Do you know what I am?"

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"A were animal?" Xavior gracefully glided across the room to the chair that had been provided to him and too a seat. He tried to think back to any black outs before his memory had gone out on him. "Honestly, other than waking up in the woods completely drained of who I was, I couldn't tell you if I have blackouts or not." He considering the were den for a moment over the hotel and then shook his head. "I'm not sure."

He leaned back in the chair and ran his hand through his messy, mud coated hair. "Which ever you would prefer me to stay in for now. I believe your choices have more experience to back them up until I require my past back. Other than that I would really like to take a shower. I do feel rather disgusting."

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Staring down at the envelope, Xavior kept his mind off of the knock. It was not his business what Dex did behind doors, or her conversations, but he was curious. He had to have been in the woods for some reason, and maybe the missing child she had mentioned earlier. Perhaps he had left this city to look for the missing kid, but then he remembered the look the people gave him and the fact that Dex had not seen him before. He wondered where he had come form, or if he was the reason the child had gone missing in the first place.

He pushed himself away from the chair and started toward the door he had come in, for he remembered where the hotel was from earlier. Though he stood at the door, figuring that he should wait for Dex to tell her 'thank you' and 'good-bye' before he ditched the person who was helping him out.

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"Well he was very calm," Annabelle showed up on the edge of Dexenia's desk, her legs crossed and an apple pressed to her lush pink lips. She took a small bite and glanced over at the vampire with teasing eyes. "Seems the woods has spit out a prize, but without memory we can not figure out where he came form or what he has done in there." She leaned back, the length of her body taking up most of the desk before smiling at her long friend. "I don't think he is dangerous at all though, sending the Alpha of the wolves to watch over him is a little much... don't you think?" Anna took another bite of the red apple and slowly chewed the flavor in her mouth.

Back at the hotel, Xavier was staring to finish his shower. He felt much better now with the mud and some dried blood off his body and out of his matted hair. He ran his hand through the now freshly wet hair and took in a deep breath of steamy air. Then he opened the shower curtain, put the towel over his head and glanced at the almost fogged up mirror. His eyes widened a bit, and he wondered where all the wounds had come from on his body. His large hands traced over each individual scar, some minor but others looked life threatening. He leaned against the sink trying to jog his memory of the woods, but all that came to him was the moment he woke and stumbled into town.

"I'm gonna be no help to them," he mumbled to himself. Knowing that he wanted to help them with the missing woman, but it had not escaped him that he could have been the reason the woman went missing in the woods to begin with, though he doubted it was true. Xavier then dried himself off, moving through the bathroom with ease and into a new pair of clothes that he had luckily found left behind in one of the drawers. It was not quite his sized, but it would work for the time being, until he could find a quick job and buy his own clothing sometime in the next few days.

He moved around the sleeping area, find the remote to the television and clicked through the channels as best he could. It almost took him half an hour to figure out how to work the damn thing, considering he had no memory of them either. He honestly wanted to return to the woods than stay where he was, he felt like something out there belonged to him more than this town did. Taking in a deep breath he stepped out of the room, deciding to locate some shops so that he would not be too lost by morning.

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"Long enough," Annabelle responded with amusement in her tinkling voice. She floated away from the desk and landed on her feet, but the way she walked and stood gave her a little grace as if she were walking on air and not solid ground. "From his scent and aura I would say he is a werefox, like you think, or even a skin-walker, but we will not be sure until he turns. And considering the lose of his memory he may not even be able to control the fox inside him." He knew he was a fox by the scent, it was not as strong as a wolf and not as brutal as a leopard. Each wereanimal had their own scent to them, and his was very woodsy, with a lot of pine more than a musky smell of a wolf.

"The woods are crying out..." the fae suddenly spoke, glancing out the window. "They have not stopped swaying since the man entered the town. It is as if they are asking for him to return. Perhaps he does know something of the missing child." The white woman leaned forward on the desk, her hair falling gracefully over her shoulders and her face nearly in Dexenia's. "I wonder how we give someone their memories back..." she added.

Xavier continued to walk aimlessly around town with his hands in his pocket. Then in a pawn shop window he saw a sign asking for hired help. He entered the store and started toward the counter. "Excuse me.." he waved to the man in back who looked very old almost as if he were crumbling away. He turned around to see the fox and smiled. "I'm here about the help you need?" he asked, pointing his thumb back at the window.

"Ah.. yes.." the short man stumbled over to the counter then stepped up two little steps on a stool and was still shorter than Xavier. "Can you start tomorrow, young man?"

"I would love too, I'm new in town and need some money."

"Good. Good... names Nimble." The man waved his wrinkled hand in the air and pushed his glasses, which were perfect circles that were too large for his face, back up his nose, making his eyes look larger than they had been a moment ago. "Bright and earlier tomorrow morning." He stated with a smile. Xavier nodded, took down the man's number and headed back outside toward the hotel. As he exited the store though he crashed right into something that smelled deep of mush and alerted Xavier as being threatening. He grabbed the man's arm before he could fall though and smiled at him softly. "Sorry," he said to Zephyr. "I was a little over excited about getting a job... I didn't notice you there." He dusted the other off and smiled. "My deepest apologies."

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Annabelle pulled back a little, noticing the blush on her friend's face and chuckled. Then after a moment she composed herself and became serious all over again. "Perhaps sending him in with someone that he trusts wouldn't be such a bad idea." Anna stated, her eyes turning back to the darkening trees as night continued to take the town. "I wouldn't just throw him in there now. Give it a few days, lets see if the trees calm down, or if he finds any friends among some of your watchers." The fae moved over to the chair that had been brought in for Xavier, then sat Zephyr and now herself.

Xavier gave him a soft, apologetic smile. "I could have been looking as well. Anyway, I should get back to my hotel room. I'm kinda under close watch..." he explained. He had a feeling people were watching him, but he was not sure who. If the mayor had a feeling he was dangerous and wanted people to watch over him that was fine, but he didn't want to cause any trouble for whoever was suppose to keep an eye out. "I'm new to town, or at least I think I am." He rubbed the back of his head with a frown. Without his memories he was not sure if the town was his home or not.

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Annabelle clasped her hands together in her lap and sat with her back straight. "Unless you ask me not to be there," the woman answered. She had always respected Dex's privacy for most matters, unless it dealt with the town. Because the fae was able to move freely without being seen she was able to take care of the hardest criminal responses without being detected. "I normally drop into conversations in this office, but if you wish to talk to Xavier alone about the woods, then just let me know."

"Really?" Xavier smiled, "It will be nice to see you around then. I just got a job under Nimble. He is a really nice old man." The fox nodded his head softly then pointed in the direction of the hotel. "I should be getting back though. It will be really late soon, need to be rested up for the first day of the job." He patted the wolf's shoulder, still a little afraid of the musky smell that fell from him but let it brush off. "See you later." He waved and walked toward the hotel.

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Nimble peered over his glasses. "Well, hello Sunny." The man kept up with the other's quick words and nodded his head. "I sure can watch over him, if the mayor wishes. You come to have some tea with me?" he asked, moving slowly to the door to change the open to closed. "I have some beef and broth in the pot too, if you wants some dinner." Nimble was use to Zephyr coming and requesting things from him. He was also use to feeding the man as well, at times when he forgot to feed himself.

Annabelle floated into the air. "Well then, I'll see you tomorrow. Don't work too hard now, you'll age." She teased, chuckling slightly before disappearing. It was unlike her to leave so early, but she was curious about Xavier and decided to check upon him. She watched as the man returned to the hotel and fumbled for his key. He went almost straight to bed. Didn't turn on the lights, or mess with the damn television. He just crawled into bed and closed his eyes. She thought it odd, because when she was watching him earlier she did not recall him eating. She wondered if he would eat at all.