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Brizriia

[quote] Delicious...[/quote] After a month and several weeks in the Underdark, the dark mistress of the bar returns with a new venom in her veins. Sanity is no longer a priority in her mind and power is absolute. Behold the Crimson Widow.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Hunter_Killer

Description

Full name of Character: Brizriia Ousstyl
Meaning behind the name: Translates roughly to "Graceful-Tempest" "Heirs to the Void"
Other translations: "Graceful-Storm", "Graceful-Chaos"
Race: Drow
Occupation/class: Sorceress
Social class: Fourth Daughter to the Ousstyl house
Physical Appearance:

Age: 380
How old they appear: 26
Eye Color: Black with a tint of crimson to them
Hair color, length and style: White hair that is slowly turning copper, about shoulder length though it is usually tied up in a pony tail
Weight and height: 5'5" and 115lbs.
Type of body: Lithe, slim and graceful, other than her black skin she could be mistaken as a normal elf.
Skin tone and type: Black skin that is very easily burned or irritated by bright lights or that of the sun.
Shape of face: Narrow face with a small chin, small nose and almond shaped eyes.
Distinguishing marks: An ivory colored birthmark on the small of her back in the shape of an hourglass
Predominant feature: Long delicate fingers, pointed ears and almond shaped eyes.

Favorites:

Favorite color: Red
Expressions: there are few expressions though those that involve her displeasure or anger usually are a slight snarl along with the red in her eyes beginning to grow redder in color.
Expletives: Not many are known in the human dialect though many seem to be just a harsh string of dialect that berates or criticizes the offender. Though she does have a tendency to lean towards hexes and curses to fit the bill.
Mode of transport: None, though if it means traveling up to certain points her ability to use levitation comes in handy.
Hobbies: None, unless disrupting and degrading the minds and forms of males to her own pleasure counts as something she enjoys, though she usually does it out of boredom. Her true hobby is seducing males to be her mate and then killing them when she has had her fun with them.

Goals:

Immediate: Unknown, but if one approaches too close they will not only discover it they might just be used to accomplish it
Long term: To become the Matron Mother of the Ousstyl house.
How do they plan to accomplish them: By any means necessary, even if assassination needs to be involved.
How will others be effected by this: It depends on what role she bends them to though the end result is never good for the "helpers"

Problems/Crisis:

How do they react in a crisis: She reacts with cold and deadly moves, often aiming to place her at a slightly higher advantage or in a position to dominate and eliminate the crisis or threat.
How do they face problems: Problems are merely complications, usual with her "pets" and "toys" and are easily fixed by either eliminating them or turning them into zombies so they are no longer in the way.
Kind of problems they usually run into: Most problems are defiant "pets" and "toys", disputes with her sisters or mother, or times when the House needs her to dissuade another House from rash actions
How they react to new problems: By analyzing the problem she quickly deals with it in a manner that leaves all her strings attached but without her being traced or detected.
How they react to change: Change will only be brought on when she wishes it to be brought on, any other attempt results in death or serious mortality.

General:

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What do they do too much of, why:
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Most important person in their life before story starts, why:
How do they spend the week just before the story starts:

Personality

Personality:

Habits: She has a nasty habit of seducing males of lesser races so they do her bidding, turning them into husks of their former selves or zombies when she is through with them. A lucky few are kept as her most intimate "playthings" hidden away in her own secret location. There are a select few females under her control, stripped of all self identity and nothing but mindless followers to do her bidding and do anything to please her. Some of these believe they are her friends though that is only a sad cover for what they really are now.

Greatest Strength: Being in the Underdark or on dark nights with little stars or a new moon, places in shadow to give her magic its former glory and power, though on the surface it is still limited. In abilities she is adept in magic as well as wielding a multi-headed whip, with each tip being replaced by a snakes head that will bite whatever it is directed towards, enough bites will paralyze or kill the target.
Greatest Weakness: Any time of day where the sun is high in the air or when there are little shadows, even bright lights are a severe handicap to her power and ability.
Soft spot: While it is only a faux soft spot she holds in public or around her family. In actuality her love for her three older sisters and her mother, the Matron Mother of the Ousstyl House, is nothing more than a lie kept about to help hold structure in the household. In reality she plots and plans to remove each of her sisters, and even her mother to take control of the Ousstyl house.

Biggest Vulnerability: Sunlight

Traits:

Drives and motives:Her greatest drive is her hatred of her sisters and their impressions of how she is weak in Drow Magic, supposedly. Her main motives are simple, eliminate any of her sisters who get in her way and take over as Matron Mother of the Ousstyl House... by any means necessary.
Talents: Many of her talents are involved with enslaving males and females, most of them humans or surface elves, though her abilities in sorcery are among the greater talents.
Extremely skilled at: Drow Sorcery
Extremely unskilled at:Priestess of Lolth magic
Good characteristics: She'll trust her alliances and "friends" as far as the leash she holds them with.
Character flaws:To the surface races her whole mentality is a flaw but in Drow culture she is the perfect gem of a Drow.
Mannerisms: When seducing or corrupting a target her body language becomes very suggestive and almost beckoning for the fool to draw closer. When she is angry, other than the glow of red in her eyes, she has a habit of trying to adjust her pony tail, though it is already perfectly made. When she is amused it is almost similar to when she is seducing though she draws enough away to hold intrigue and give the other some room before she snatches it away.
Peculiarities: Other than having dark skin, black eyes with a red tint, pointed ears, long delicate fingers and almond shaped eyes, she looks like any other surface elf.
Biggest regret: Not removing her third sister when her guard was down as a child.
Minor regrets: Nothing really makes her pause to mourn or make an itch in her mind, other than irritations.
Biggest accomplishment: Turning the Lord of a human city into one of her intimate playthings.
Minor accomplishments: Passing through the magic house of the Drow academy and becoming a master of sorcery, Convincing her sisters it is better to leave her alive.
Darkest secret: To become Matron Mother and put her older sisters in their place for misjudging her.

Self-perception:

One word they would use to describe themselves: Lethal.
One paragraph of how they would describe themselves: A dangerous mixture of Sorcery and female lethality combined into one to give a dark form capable of great things. Placed in the perfect position where all, save the Matron Mother, can see what she is destined to do. A natural seducer and a cruel mistress she is capable of twisting almost any mind to fit her desire and no remorse to dispose of the useless ones after her fun is over.
What do they consider their best physical characteristic and why: Her eyes. They really seem to cover over her thoughts and hide them from view, and many say they look like spider eyes.
How they think others preserve them: To her great fortune they seem to believe she is only a minor threat and of no great worry yet.
What four things would they most like to change about themselves: There is nothing she would change

Interaction with other people:

How do they relate to others: Brizriia sees others as far as they can be used, whether the goal or plan is short or long term. Though males end up being discarded, females will be noted and collected for any other use or personal gain she sees fit.
How are they perceived by strangers: Many who first run into her may expect some shimmer of good nature, as Drow on the surface are uncommon, but that is sadly not the case. Any that know her might want to keep their distance, least they be used.
Friends: None, though the term Alliance comes up often enough even that is a bitter mask for the truth: puppets.
Wife/husband/lover: No one is in her life currently and even if they were they wouldn't last long.

What do people like most about this char: Other Drow respect her ruthless and lethal mentality, though that view isn't shared by many surface dwellers
What do they dislike most about them: Most likely she is as cruel of the word Drow as they can think of.

Equipment

While Drow are known to hold a magical device or two on them, Brizriia seems to hold almost none save for her Nine headed snake whip and a strange dagger of some kind. Other than actual weapons her knowledge if spells is interesting and innovative, to say the least. Since she could not become a priestess, Briz has had to make do with regular spells and has come across her own dark brand of magic dealing with barriers.

Nine-Headed Snake Whip - A common tool used among the high and noble daughters of a Drow household. Each head is enchanted to 'seek out' its target and bit a vital area on the body to inject a magical toxin that invokes paralysis and death in huge doses. Usually these whips on have seven heads but Brizriia's was a gift from a the Matron mother with an additional two head to, aid her on the surface. (NOTE: Realistically these heads strikes faster than most elves and Drow can even react to them, but for fair purposes they have been slowed to give the opponent a one post chance to dodge.

Magical Dagger - A dagger that holds dark magic. Currently unknown at this time as Brizriia has not been forced into using its power. A magical blade that never dulls and always remains in perfect condition. Relatively sharp and well balanced. Can only be activated by Drow magic.

Innate Abilities - Abilities or spells that all Drow can use. These include Fae Fire, a purple flame that creates no heat but can be used to catch a target off guard or at least slow them down. Darkness, the ability to blanket an area into a section without any light being able to enter, not even sunlight. This also cancels all vision even the Drow Infra-vision and forces everyone in it to fight blind. Levitation, the ability to lift and moves one's self or another to a given height or area.

Webs of Lolth - A dark spell gifted to Brizriia after many years of service. These webs vary in thickness per the caster's decisions and hold a strange magical adhesive that can bind or tie down any opponent. When they decay they give a strange magical "marker" or "indicator" the caster can magically locate, even while the darkness spell is in effect of the Drow is momentarily blinded by a sharp light. When the webs come in contact with fire, magical or natural, they instantly burst in to poison green flames that slowly burn away the web, however useful this may seem, the magical adhesive doesn't fail. This means if one was bound by the webs and was then exposed for flame. Their only hope to escape would be a rapid decay from time expiration.

Barrier Magic - Brizriia's own special brand on magic purposes. Besides the innate abilities and the dark spider webs, almost all of Brizriia's spells are barrier based and have different uses and purposes. She uses them all sparingly so she doesn't give away all her secrets. The following have been used when she had to force her hand for them.

Barrier/ Personal Barrier - A formation of magic woven in a way that it forms a spherical barrier around the intended location, usually with Brizriia at the center. The only difference between a personal barrier and a regular barrier is a personal barrier hugs closer to the Drow and is magically "thicker" and is able to stand more abuse that the standard barrier.

Darkness Barrier - A combination of the standard barrier and the innate ability of darkness. It does not shield from physical blows, yet it cuts off all light around Brizriia to protect her in unfavorable conditions. It is also slightly safer than the darkness spell as it gives her a "pocket" to use her infra-vision to see.

Mental Barrier - A special barrier purposed for the shielding of minds and, if needed, the isolation of memories to induce permanent amnesia of given pieces of data. A help ful tool t protect her mind from telepathics or to seal a telepathic in their own mind. Also works well with sealing up memories to make them forget. A kind of "unlearning" in a way. These barriers are very small and almost impossible to detect by all but the creator of the barrier and a well trained sorcerer.

Intangible Barrier - Created during the decay or a personal or standard barrier. Small pieces of magic lace wit the barrier that is "fading" away to relocate it around the Drow or the intended party. It can be purposed to cut off speech or any sounds, smells, auras or anything else that might be a hindrance or flaw during a fight.

Shield - A flat barrier. It does not circle around the target but is much like a wall. It is slightly thinner than a barrier but makes up for it as shields can be "stacked" together to increase strength to something greater than a personal barrier. Very practical for gun fire and incoming charges that do not threaten the surrounding area.

Kinetic Barrier - An offensive barrier. More like a shield, the Kinetic barrier is condensed magical energies sealed off in a given space and "released". Their speed and velocity takes them in a strait path with an exponential gain in momentum until the desired length is reached. During this time, the "unstable" energies held in the barrier become erratic and can rend living and nonliving objects into a form of pulp upon contact.

Mana Conditions

Black Widow Pre-Insanity mana conditions, signified by the concentrated mana of a dark sapphire hue circling and spiraling her left forearm, allowing for a vast collection of magics to pool from it but never dip into her reserves. All spells listed above are Black Widow spells.

Crimson Widow Post-Insanity mana conditions. A dangerous increase in mana condition and concentration that has turned the mana stream from a dark sapphire to a sull crimson red. The mana now covers the left forearm completely as two streams pass through her heart, around her back and spiral down her right arm. Sapphire mana, on contact with sin melts and decays it rapidly, crimson mana is even more so, yet strangely Brizriia seems unaffected by this, believed to be because of the condition of her mind. In the Crimson Widow state she can use a more dangerous armament of spells. Beware. New Spells include, but are not limited to:

Capture Shields - A small orb of mana that expands, encloses and catches incoming projectiles and mana in its sphere. The Capture shield can then rapid decay the item to be used as additional mana or it can convert it into unstable energy to turn the spheres into miniature Kinetic bombs.

Lolth's Whip - A deadly improvement of the Webs of Lolth as one long strand is used as a whip to strike at unprotected, or exposed areas of the enemy. Thanks to the magical adhesive that binds to any surface or item the whip can catch and hold its target and, when the whip is snapped back, the energy becomes erratic and will strip flesh or the first layer of the material away from said person or object.

Crimson Barrier - Perfected kinetic barriers that glow crimson instead of black. Posses all the abilities of regular Kinetic barriers although they are several times stronger and, when it comes in contact with blood, it absorbs and will "suck" the blood out of its source to fuel it. On contact with a blood source the barrier would home in on it until its energy dissolves it or the blood source is used up.

Perfected Shields, Barriers, Personal Barriers and Inverted Barriers

Widow's Revenge - Perfected intangible barriers that also negates sight to create an imperfect form stealth.

Spider Bite - Miniature Kinetic barriers launched as lethal projectiles in perfect darkness. After burrowing a few centimeters, or inches based off the mana concentration, the projectiles then explode inside the target.

History

Background:

Hometown: The main Drow city of the Underdark
Type of childhood: Brizriia had the typical Drow childhood for a female. At an early age she was taken and tested to see how her prowess as a Priestess would be, though those abilities proved to be lacking she seemed to have a masterful hand at sorcery, though her older sisters see her lack of being a priestess as being a handicap and make her weaker than they, when that is a sad mistake on several levels.
First Memory: Her first memory was around the end of her second decade when she watched the Matron Mother whip her current Patron to death and choose another on the spot. Brizriia may comment on how enjoyable that was to watch.
Most important child hood event that still effects her: When it was discovered her arts were in sorcery and not as a priestess of Lolth with would inevitably fuel her desire to show her worth and her place and design Lolth has chosen for her.
Education: Her education covers a wide range of materials, from choosing mates, to performing mind altering and corrupted spells to the social habits and actions of the house to the hunting and punishment of males and slaves.
Religion: She is a firm follower and believer in the Spider Queen, Lolth
Finances: Behind her name are the riches of the Ousstyl House though limited slightly to her being only a fourth daughter.
Family: While she does not know the patron who would be her father she has her Matron Mother and Three Elder Daughters, and then a elder- and secondboy for brothers.

Mother: LiNeeerolin Ousstyl, "Legendary-lust", Matron Mother to the house of Ousstyl and Brizriia's mother and secret and greatest challenge.
Relationship with her: Her relationship with her mother is slightly better than her second and third sisters as she shares the same personality and mentality as she and her first sister, though it is said she may be even more of a Black Widow than her mother, who is known for having a different patron for every child she had borne. It was from LiNeerolin's personal teachings that helped develop her twisted scheme for males and slaves, though her corruption of females was her own design. The Matron Mother is known to privately tease and taunt her about taking her place as the head of Ousstyl, though such thoughts and actions were a great risk while the house is in favor with Lolth.
Father: unknown
Relationship with him: couldn't care less.
Siblings, How many, relationship with each:Three sisters, two brothers. The feelings between her eldest sister and her is slightly mutual, as they are every bit like a black widow as their mother though similarities almost cut off there. Other than that she hates her eldest sister as much as her second and third sister as they see her as limited and weak since she is a sorceress and not a Priestess of Lolth. Her brothers are of no concern to her though she believes they could make "darling" little pets later on in her life.

So begins...

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Brizriia Enough of this, it was too terrible for her to last. Her, the strongest in barrier magics of the drow and this was beyond her limits, pleading to glorious Lolth who would not answer her call, feet slipping ans mind crashed in tidal waves of nausia and rapid decay. Her right hand slipping off the shield, smears of blood streaking across its smooth surface as small layers boiled away from hammering attacks. No more her mind begged as the portal shuddered, finally opening to full height, the nuclear fire parted by the barrier, if not barely as it rushed around the edges to meet her closing rapidly on her as shields flicked out of existence. With the last lingering amounts of strength she hurled herself through the portal concentration shattering as soon as she impacted the ground the portal dissolving as the shield cracked at once, surges of nuclear fire rushing in a great tide that demolished all in its path. Yet the drow escaped, with but the barest scratches of sanity left.

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Brizriia Deep in the shadows of the bar the air almost seemed to ripple and waver. No small circle or arms tear the fabric of the air apart, just the violent shake and distortion of reality until a section of the view becomes opaque. A lone figure stepping through and into the open, ebony skin calm against the shadows as copper hair seemed dull. No more light sapphire to bathe left forearm but a crimson glow that covered both arms, the deep mana coating the entire left arm as two streams trailed like serpents through her heart and round her back spiraling down her right hand. Beneath the bloody glow could be seen the slight deformity of a left hand, skin boiled and dripping as if it melted like wax, bones shinning like crystal in the mana. Cold eyes opening to the world as a smirk parted into a smile, eyes burning into the room as a lone word was muttered.
Delicious...

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Character Portrait: Brizriia Brizriia says,
 today isn't my day D:

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Brizriia Deep in the shadows of the bar the air almost seemed to ripple and waver. No small circle or arms tear the fabric of the air apart, just the violent shake and distortion of reality until a section of the view becomes opaque. A lone figure stepping through and into the open, ebony skin calm against the shadows as copper hair seemed dull. No more light sapphire to bathe left forearm but a crimson glow that covered both arms, the deep mana coating the entire left arm as two streams trailed like serpents through her heart and round her back spiraling down her right hand. Beneath the bloody glow could be seen the slight deformity of a left hand, skin boiled and dripping as if it melted like wax, bones shinning like crystal in the mana. Cold eyes opening to the world as a smirk parted into a smile, eyes burning into the room as a lone word was muttered.
Delicious...

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Character Portrait: Brizriia Brizriia says,
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Brizriia Deep within the shadows of the bar a ripple in the air dripped almost in the middle of the height of the room. The disturbance shivering and quaking as the view began to distort and grow almost opaque until everything seemed to grow still once more, though one vantage point still seemed distorted from the rest. From this area emerged a figure with ebony skin and dull, copper hair, eyes closed as a strange mana coursed across her figure. Not sapphire and merely limited to a left forearm but a bloody crimson that pulsed and throbbed like a wounded heat, the very energy covering the entire left arm as two serpentine streams crossed through the heart and around the back to spiral down the right hand. The left hand, now bathed in this threatening energy seemed strange, the skin folded and boiled, as if it was like molten wax as ivory bones shimmered like crystal in the crimson light. A lone smirk spread as eyes opened up to take in the view as one dark and venomous word slipped off her tongue,
"Delicious"

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Brizriia One silent foot was placed into another, left hand dipping down to touch the back of a chair, forgetting about the mana that enveloped it, head turning slightly to regard as the wood split cracked and began to rot away at the barest of touches before her hand seized the backing and the entire upper portion decayed into dust. Her hand moved to rest her head for a moment, a tingling feeling passing to her skin but little more as her eyes swiveled out, sweeping the bar with a harsher fire before keen eyes picked out a lone form. a chilling laugh echoing in the back of every ear as a whisper seemed to echo into the surroundings, one for after another carrying her out into the establishment.
Oh where oh where has my little pet gone...
Another cold laugh ghosted the bar and its patrons,
Oh where oh where. Can. She. Be.
Her right hand traced along the tables as she went, cracks spider webbing from the bare touch of her finger.

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Brizriia Lips parted as a tongue slid smoothly across them before vanishing back to where it belonged, each step drawing her closer to another, her right hand tightening as the crimson mana tinged black and extended into a long black coil, hand tightening on the bundle as she moved, voice growing cold as it continue the tune, interrupted from hollow laughter radiating from almost every direction. Her eyes began to glow almost pure crimson as she took a single look at her left hand before snapping her fingers, several turquoise orbs appearing and hovering close to her head.
I looked and looked to where my pet was.. And what and what did I see? A bad little pet who lost her way home. But now, She'll come. Home. With. Me...
Her left hand crooked out to Eva "It is not time for you to return per... I'm not. Finished. with you..." She laughed once more and waited.

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Brizriia frowned and opened her right hand the black whip coiling down; No serpent heads hissing on the end, the tip not even touching the ground for this was Lolth's whip. Her eyes seemed to blaze brighter as her hand cracked out the long strand of magic webbing reaching out to ensnare her arm. "I said come, and a good pet comes when called!" The dangerous new weapon exactly like Lolth's webs but not designed as a weapon that stings then tears away unmoving flesh and material that tries to resist.

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Brizriia laughed at her struggles, hand tightening on her magical whip as she tore her arm across, the strength translating to the weapon to drag her pet back across the floor as she slowly approach, right boot coming down, the almost needle-like heel stepping down on the back of the girl's right hand, body slowly bending down as her left hand reached for her chin, at a few inches irritation would become clear, skin slowly seeming to rub against itself into a rash as hair seemed to fizz away to nothing, two fingers raising towards the bottom of the chin, though not touching to urge the head up. "I don't like it when pets run away from a kind master..."

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Brizriia chuckled and glanced over at the man who interrupted her. Normally she would have told him to get lost and then threatened to hit him. Normally was long gone. Standing up to her full height heel pressing further through the hand she cocked back her left hand and full on slapped him across his face, the concentrated mana giving the skin a rash and then beginning to eat and decay it away on contact until the blow would know him away. "Silence foll!" Her eyes locked on his as she jerked her right hand again, intent on dislocating Eva's shoulder.

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Brizriia lifted her heel and stepped it through the elbow, waiting to hear the satisfying crack as she smiled. "If my pet was alone she could have returned to master like a good pet would." She yanked on the whip again, uncaring if it WAS dislocated, she would take the whole arm if she needed to teach her a lesson. Her eyes regarded the man as a slippery muscle massaged her lips before darting back into its cave. "Delicious..." Her free left hand darted to snatch his wrist, the same dangerous effects applying if the concentrated mana touched his skin. In her mind she bathed in the pain and forgot about the consequences of her actions, a laugh leaping from her throat that struck like lightning and was gone.

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Brizriia stepped back, ignoring the man again as she spied the blood once more, using her right arm and whip to drag Eva to her feet and then up onto her knees. "A good pet will join his mistress until she says she is done with her..." Her mind swirled with thoughts as her left hand moved to snatcher her hair, the mess decaying at her finger tips so she snarled, whipping the weapon up to force the girl to her feet. "We are leaving..."

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Brizriia was forced back right arm jerking before the motion could be completed as the whip tugged at torn skin, her weight and momentum more than enough to tear it off. Her eyes wild and darting to the one who entered.
I never said when you could have I only said i would release her. she is still mine by right and control!
her voice shrieked while darkness plunged over her the shelter her from the light, blinding herself but granting her time to cast Widow's revenge over herself and the whip, vanishing from view.

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Brizriia One of the orbs hovering about her head dipped down faster than lightning as it moved to intercept with the jolt. Upon contact a disk seemed to form, expand, and collapse on the energy and sealing it off. The capture shield then slowly lifted up and began to take the attack and turn it into raw and powerful mana, staining the orb black as it launched for the arm, as it drew closer the kinetic bomb would burst apart, sending its wall of rending magic for the shoulder and part oh her chin, intent on taking a larger piece of her as well. Eyes snapping to the Demi-god
Foll! The powers of a Demi-God cannot cross with those of a Goddess! She is still bound to me and if I die... She Dies!
The other "empty" orbs drifting close to her, waiting to home in on the next attack.

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Brizriia *kills Horo*

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Brizriia felt Eva's body slide but felt the whip reach its tension which would then drag the poor girl under and into several tables and chairs as the Drow shifted her footing, left arm lifting as the Mana spun from it, red like blood and circling about her, forming Widow's revenge, the perfected form of intangible that also negated most sight, completed itself. The gathering mana stretched out from her palm,, several areas wrapping and tighenting around her hand as it formed a thick and well connected personal shield that was still being fed by the connecting mana streams. Her right flexing to drag the girl's dead weight across the floor into as much resistance as possible to take the arm.

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Brizriia | In the far left corner of the bar, a place where half the lights are dead and the other half flicker on the point of going out for the last time, a place where years of dust seem to cling to what windows there are with little chance of being removed. The small currents of air that swept through from the center floor of the floor seemed to stop dead as the weak light of the lights finally gave out for the last time. The area was immediately sent into a dark gray, slightly illuminated by the rest of the bar, as shadows crept into place everywhere and anywhere they saw fit.

In the silence and shadows whispers of the past slipped through, creating specters of memory of a time most had forgotten. Soft, malevolent laughter scuttled over the silence as the dull footfalls of steps previously taken drew out a path around a ruined looking chair and table, with oddly smooth and strait lines and prints placed into their surface. The air was damp with mana, spilled from a concentrated source that hadn't entered the bar in what felt like years. Yet even now, its traces were slow to decay away from existence.

A dark circle began to bud in the shadows, no more than a few inches in diameter it seemed to hang, suspended from the floor as seven spindle arms began to emerge on all sides and rotate into existence. Each one pushing greedily at the dark, mana soaked, air as they grew fatter and longer, their rotations drawing out as the center circle began to expand into an ellipse, stretching out until a dark oval remained. Its size was almost as tall as a human and wide enough for a person to slip through, though this portal was dark. So dark it looked as if it could consume all light that tried to slip into it. [-c-]

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Brizriia [color=blue]| Beyond this darkness something stirred, a single footfall that caught for a moment and faded, as a solitary figure emerged from the black wound in the bar. It stood, shorter than that of a human and slightly thinner, arms crossed across her chest as it seemed to watch the bar. The portal behind her beginning to slip away until it vanished, causing the air to scream silently in pain. The figure took no notice. With two smooth steps, left foot followed by right, she moved to stand beside the old and worn out chair, right hand tracing finger tips along its top before turning to regard the bar. A dull red glow in her eyes slowly growing until a bloody crimson filled the gaps and stared blankly out at those that occupied the establishment. A smirk spread on thin lips that parted away for an ivory wall as a clear note of laughter sang out, its note heavy in venom. Copper hair hung down past shoulders, strait and smooth wit little adornment. Even standing still made her form hard to distinguish from shadow as ebony skin seemed to blend in perfectly with her surroundings.

As she stood waiting calmly, sparks of gold arched up her left arm and around her shoulder and her hands unfolded, right arm falling to her side as she regarded her left hand. The ivory glimpse of bone could be seen clearly on three of her slender fingers and in the center of her palm, though her hand moved without showing any signs of injury. More gold streaks and sparks seemed to spread out from her hand and race up her arm and she clucked her tongue in disappointment. Slowly, the color around her left arms seemed to shimmer and grow red, shifting to the color of fresh blood as it bathed her entire arm and hand in its color before slipping away to two thin streams of sapphire rotating only around her forearm.

Her tongue slid out and over her lips slowly before the wet muscle slithered back to its home. Her left hand rising up as fingers caressed the flesh of her cheeks, ey

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eyes flashing for a moment as her mouth moved to speak a few soft words, "Delicious..." [-f-]