Name: Satigotzei` (Last name unknown)
Alias: Sati - Essie - Nailz
Titles: The Watcher - The Forever Brooding One - Mother Sin
Age: Unknown
Apparent Age: Twenty-Three
Height: 5'7 without boots
Weight: Unknown
Body Structure: Toned - Somewhat Slender
Race: Russian - Irish
Species: Demonic: Succubus - Imp (Second-Father)
Abyssal: God-Wraith (mother)
Undead: Vampire (First-Father)
Fey: High Elf (First-Father)
Family:
Mother - Mandragora
Father - Sanguinor Crimson
Second-Father - Longshanks the Incubus (deceased)
Sister(s) - None
Brother(s) - None
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Strength: High
Speed: Extremely High
Dexterity: High
Agility: Extremely High
Magic: High
Close Combat: High
Long Ranged Combat: Average
Intelligence: High
Morality: Average
Long Ranged Weapon: Blood Splatter
An enchanted bow supposedly given to her by her second father before he passed into the void of death. Made from the bones of dragons and soaked in the bloods of ten thousand virgins for two years, Blood Splatter has a unique design that when used, seems to seep blood repeatedly. Weather the blood is able to be consumed or not is still to be unknown, yet it has the uncanny ability to demoralize those it is pointing towards.
Close Ranged Weapon: Voulnd`
A short blade wielded by none too many. This said blade only allows those whom have proved themselves worthy through multiple trials and tests are able to even pick the said weapon up. Sati had managed to obtain a good sum of five hundred proper souls from across the realms to even be able to hold and pick up the weapon. Another six hundred more were even needed to gain the said blade's respect. It has been known that Nouda; demonic spirit of Gluttony, child of the deadly sins themselves, blessed this blade to be forever hungry for souls. Each time it strikes, screams of pain are heard, and each time the blade wins a victory, a soul is captured. Of course, Sati has gained damn near perfect control of the blade to allow it to show some levels of mercy. It's disguise is very simple nevertheless, so to speak, a possible self protection.
Hand-to-hand: Sharp, blade-like nails protrude from each fingers. Strong as bone and just as deadly when swung about, Satigotzei` produces nearly a foot and a half long nails from her fingers that seem to burn with Hell Fire at each tip. Melting metals, burning wood, singing clothing, and frying flesh. These little beauties are her prize and joy when it comes to fighting.
Some say that childhood is probably the best moments one can remember in their lifetime. The daydreams and fun times with imaginations, loving parents, possibly spoiled rotten most of the time, but all in all, one could not complain too much about what was given to them.
Unlike Mandragora's childhood, she made sure that her child would be brought fourth into this world in the eyes of peace, love, and a level of security. The birthing was difficult, but she was born and named after her grandmother. Satigotzei`. "One whom was blessed and true". Nobody was around when the child was born, and Mandragora made sure of that, not even her friends, her so called family, not even her love would be permitted anywhere near her. The first two years were meant for her and her child alone for them to grow a bond. Once the two years passed though, like all God-Wraiths, Sati went into a gestation pod where she would emerge a child once more, yet matured greatly. It was a once and a life time thing where God-Wraiths were known to be vulnerable for, commonly the mother, would be forced into an instinct of hibernation while the child fed off her life force. The father would stay guarded over them, denying himself food or drink for two whole years until his loved ones reawaken. This is why Mandragora hid, for she knew that most other beings found it difficult to live two whole years without any food source of any kind. She did the duties of both parents, protecting and feeding her only child.
Sati emerged and life went on. Sanguine returned as promised and the awkward, but loving, family was bound strong. Sadly, there was a moment when Sanguine did not return from his weekly so called visits to family members and away trips upon his own personal duties. Mandragora became paranoid and spiteful, accusing her love of having a double life of debauchery and sin. The fights would erupt to a few nasty moments when Sati was away or asleep, she saw it all, unbeknown them them of course. When Sanguine did not return, Mandragora and Satigotzei both hoped...nay..prayed that the man had simply died and not had abandoned them, they held a funeral in his name and simply moved on. Mandragora becoming somewhat weak, obviously due to a broken heart, knew that she would need help with raising her daughter. When Sati was ten, she hired a caretaker name Longshanks to assist her.
At first, Mandra was quite paranoid of the man for he was an incubus and due to their history and reputation, they were lusty creatures. She wished not to break her bonds and trust over Sanguine, subconsciously thinking, dreaming, that he would return. Longshanks was of demonic origins and soon enough, Sati took the man as a second father, enjoying his company and accepting him for whom he was. He taught her how to read and write properly. Even to hunt and kill a beast much larger than her with a few fell throws. Mandragora was rather pleased with this situation and simply kept the man about, he seemed more than willing to help, enjoyed the girl's willing to learn, as well as worshiping Mandragora seemed to be a two way street. Things were well.
Satigotzei was somewhat late when it came to her first blood lust. Which is a level of puberty for God-Wraiths, yet when it came, it was deadly. She attacked Longshanks with gusto before simply clinging to his leg and suckling off his blood for a good three whole hours. Finally, with the help of her mother, Sati had managed to be removed from the incubus. Due to obtaining so much blood at such a young age from a demonic force, her body reacted accordingly by adapting and accepting the new blood as her own. Longshanks seemed to think this was a great open field for him to possibly persuade Mandragora once more into marriage. Mandragora would simply think upon such things. Over the next four days, she tended to her daughter whom was now suffering from bloating and vomiting from consuming so much demonic blood as well as her body changing, she pressed such thoughts upon her mind.
Sanguine returned at a very awkward moment to say the least. Mandragora preparing a meal while Longshanks sat upon the floor teaching Satigotzei runic symbols whom seemed highly more interested tugging on the horns upon his head. Such a merry little scene that would warm anyone's hearts. Yet, the flurry of the door bursting open and Sanguine standing there simply caused Longshanks to retaliate upon the defensive. He lashed out at the man for his rude actions and Sanguine showed no mercy upon the incubus and with one fell swoop, he killed the man. Chaos erupted between Father and Mother as Mandragora forced her daughter into the back room. A fight would ensue that many would say would probably be a so called final battle, one or the other would go down and they would not go down unless the other went with them.
Luckily, Mandragora managed to escape one way or another with Sati by her side. The events are unknown, yet the said home that they had both inhabited for most of Satigotzei's childhood was burned to the ground by unknown means. Longhsank's body was never recovered and no funeral or sadness befell upon the two.
Due to being now blood kin of Longshanks, Satigotzei managed to inherit a nice sum of wealth from her adopted father as well as being accepted into an Academic course in one of the multiple planes of Hell. At first, she was very reluctant to go, her only source of social life being her family and the wilderness around her as well as knowing naught near nothing and looking like a complete idiot before her peers made her even more nervous. Yet Mandragora forced her child either way to take upon the free opportunity to be educated without the costs of selling their souls. So with reluctance, Sati packed her bags and for a good seven more years, she spent her time in Hell, learning multiple things that not even her mother could imagine. She returned to Mandragora upon her birthday and decided to abandon the Academics to lead a life of an adventurous sort, so to speak an explorer. The mother greatly upset, but open minded agreed that her only daughter should spread her wings, literally, and fly away from the nest. Just as long as she kept up on her studies that is...