Cold hearted Dark Witch with aspirations to be the Mistress of Darkness and rule over all.
Lacricia seems to be the sweetest, most loving thing one has ever met upon meeting her. She hang on every word you might speak, every wish you utter is fulfilled and nothing can seem to hurt you... as long as you do everything Lacricia asks of you, even some things she doesn't ask, and don't breathe a word of dissatisfaction for the second you are anything but fully loyal Lacricia will do all she can to make life a hell. In truth Lacricia is a deceptive, cold hearted woman who cares only for her own gain and nothing else. She is a seductress, skilled in the art of passion, able to draw anyone she wants to her in order to have her will done. Nothing stands in her way.
Lacricia finds little need for any weaponry as she is skilled in all the dark arts. Anything ever considered dark, even if it is not, falls into her realm of magic. Her abilities lie in what is believed to be and not what actually is. Even a flitting thought that something may be anything other than wholesome give Lacricia a chance to pull it into her web of spells and witch craft. All of her knowledge is stored in a terrible, blood soaked book that grows with every horrible thought ever had, but she doesn't not need to have the book to be powerful as she would not be so stupid to weaken herself in such a fashion. All she has to do is read the information from the book and it is her's forever, however, if she does not catch the information while it is in the book it can slip back out of her realm.
Of all of her powers the one that Lacricia is most fond of, and therefore best with, is a dark energy that she can use to take over whole areas or shoot like a horrid lightning bolt.
Lacricia was born during a terrible storm that caused the deaths of countless things, including her mother, and those misfortunes branded themselves upon her existence. As a child she was called Moon Flower for her dark beauty. She took advantage of any chance she got to learn something, dark magic came the easiest and fastest to her and so that is what she dedicated her young life to in order to fulfill the horrid destiny she began shaping before her. Where ever she went darkness followed bring death and destruction. By the time she had spent thirteen years on the planet every single Jhenan that might once had been a part of her family, related at all through the smallest link, was dead a buried far beneath the ground with the last to die being her doting father who refused to see the terrible thing that was his daughter.