Full Name
Vishikalla'mel'tira
Nickname
"Vishka"
"Vish"
Age
Way too old to count, but in human form, around 34
Gender
Depends
Sexuality
Depends
Home
?
Role
Trickster/Knight
Race
Demon, succubus.
APPEARANCE
Height
5'7 and 5'9
Weight
138 and 145 lbs
General Description
Vishka true:
Few people get to see the true form of Vishka. It is a female clad in little to no clothes, as if she was but an exotic dancer. Her skin red, eyes amber and hair white, long till the neck and arms. Out of those hair, head... come horns, a long pair.
She's just like any other succubus, a beauty with heavy chest, and noteable tights. Though the looks are all but an illusion to some, and to them it's just a matter of thought, of what they want. There's but one thing that always stays the same - a tattoo on her right shoulder.
Vishka fake:
(Yes, that is Corvo, and used him, cause he's awesome - actually... do I have to write second description in that case? ^^)
A man in his thirties, well mannered, and well dressed.
His hair long, and brown, eyes hazel like a well made beer. A small bag on his left hip, and a knife on the right.
âŧ Demeanor âŊ
Personality
True:
Vishka is a complicated sort, one that has trouble with final decisions. (there will be more)
"Humans are fragile, but entertaining beings, trying their best to survive, to reach their goals in this harsh world.
I like them, their confusion when they are stabbed in the back, but most of all... I like those brave enough, and loyal to stand in my way.
A perfect example of it would be a child,wanting to protect an old man, that I wanted to kill.
Why would he stand in my way? Bravery? Foolishness? Maybe both? Surely both, but something more... loyalty, gained through a simple promise. Promise that he, and his older friends made, yet only that child upholds it, while the other scurried away. A pity, them I will haunt for long.
The one that stayed will have a quick death. - is what I thought at that time, and yet just as I made few more steps, conflict grew in my fiendish mind.
Hah, fiendish. Funny, right? After all we are call fiends, demons... stuff like that. While we're something more.
Nonetheless I couldn't decide really, kill the child, or let it live with the worst memories, so it may some day find me.
I probably wouldn't decide at all back then, if not for the kid. He picked up one of the swords, the others left behind, and tried to hit me with it. He didn't though. Weight was too much for him, and he broke his nose. I remember laughing at the sight, and him fully red, yet still determined to try again. He didn't cry at all.
Ahh, that determination had to be why I let them all live, not just him."
Fake: Calm, and pleasant to speak with, smilling rarely, but always lending a helping hand.
"Have you heard about the knight? The man with brown hair and stern look in his eyes?
Yes, I heard he's honorable, and honest!
Not just that my friend! He's kind, he cares for poor souls such as us. He even shared his food with one of the starving!
Ah, lies!
No! I saw it myself! With my own damn eyes!
But you're blind...
Oh, details, details my friend!"
Likes
[â] Games/Games
[â] Tricks/Duels
[â] Deceit/Persuasion
[â] Loyalty, determination, and bravery/Honorable people
[â] People
[â] Food/Wine
Dislikes
[â] Dense people/Arrogance
[â] Orcs/Orcs
[â] Things not going according to plan/Death
[â] Salat/Chicken
[â] Stupidity/Thiefs
Hobbies/Job
Loki/Knight
Dreams/Goals
Have fun/ Protect the weak
Proficiency
True:
STR = 3
CON = 5
DEX = 5
WIL = 6
CNG = 6
RES = 3
ARC = 6
CHA = 6
SKL = 3
SPD = 5
Fake (not real, it's all an illusion caused by arcane/magic):
STR = 4
CON = 4
DEX = 5
WIL = 6
CNG =1
RES = 5
ARC = 4
CHA = 5
SKL = 5
SPD = 5
HISTORY
The Story so Far