Biographical:
Level: 12 currently
Class: Wizard
RP Power: High.

Race: Freeblood (But was human before being turned)
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: Not on record.
Age: Looks mid 20s
Hair: Black
Skin: Dusky
Eyes: Misty Green
Height: 5' 5”
Weight: 120 pounds

Place of Residence: Neriak & Gorowyn
Place of Birth: Maj'Dul

Relatives: Unknown
Enemies: Enemies of Gorowyn & Neriak
Allies: Gorowyn Militia

Occupation: Emissary to the Gorowyn Militia
Crafting: Carpenter
Appearance: Lithe form, flawless skin.

Fashion of Choice: Maj'Dul fare loose pants with bare midriff top
Armor of Choice: Cloth
Weapons of Choice: Her bare hands and teeth

Special Abilities: Can call lightening and ice from the air.

Personality:
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Motivations: Desires to bring honor to her house, D'Ryil of Neriak and to the Gorowyn Militia where she is now an Emissary.
Disposition: Quiet and can seem rather disconnected.
Outlook: Driven

Religion/Philosophy: Innoruuk
Sexuality: Bisexual (Vampires are opportunists)
Positive Personality Traits: Honest
Negative Personality Traits: Lacks Empathy
Misc. Quirks: Tends to invite others in to hold them at arms length.

Affiliations:
Guild: Gorowyn Militia
Guild Rank: Emissary (Ambassador from Neriak)
Faction: Neriak
Faction: The Dark Bargainers

Interests:
Likes: Music, dancing, feeding
Dislikes: Sunlight, dishonesty, romance

Favorite Foods: Young Koada or Fier'Dal, sometimes a human will do.
Favorite Drinks: Mortals and Bloodwine
Favorite Colors: Black & Lavendar

Hobbies: Dancing and reading
Details:
Played by What Famous Person: Inguna Butane

Theme Songs: Bring Me To Life: Evanescence and I Dreamed a Dream: Les Miserables

History:
It was hot. Hot as Maj'Dul is prone to be. Abysmalyxia left The Harvest Moon where she worked as a dancer to make her leisurely way home. Her silken black hair moved in the slight breeze a few strands blowing across her face. She moved them aside with a delicate hand and breathed in the spices that filled the air of her home. Her misty green eyes seemed dark in the night and her young fresh face was bare of all adornment. She'd washed off the mask she wore to dance for the patrons of The Harvest Moon and stood fresh faced in the moonless night. Her lean body was draped in wispy silk the color of the most delicate orchid. Her taut tanned stomach bare to the night a small jewel glinting from her navel. Her bare feet made barely a sound on the sand covered streets.
The owner had given her a larger sack of coin than he usually did and Abys was feeling optimistic about her future. The coin she brought home would mean a comfortable home for her and her love Farhaan. She smiled as she thought about his face when he saw her back of coin. He was a simple merchant just starting out in the merchant center. His simple booth was already becoming popular with the citizens of Maj'Dul and the throng of tourists that came through there each day.
Abys was unaware of the two figures following her. Blending into the shadows and moving as silent as death itself they watched her as she slowly made her way home. Daydreaming and relaxed she didn't sense them in any way. She had no reason to fear the streets of Maj'Dul there were plenty of guards in the streets from the three main courts that held power.
She never had a chance to make a sound when the pair suddenly overtook her as she rounded the corner into one of the twisting stairways. She was easily subdued and taken away into the night. When she awoke several hours later her new life began in House D'Ryil of Neriak. A life without her parents. A life without her many siblings. A life without Farhaan.

Utterly a mystery. There is no denying that there is a fiercely serpentine beauty about this one. Her talent with dance has been without rival in any I have witnessed and I have seen more than my share; her dancer's talents are as hypnotic as those of Naythena, although she doesn't have any kinship with fire, as far as I know. She's intelligent and charming, likely would be a wonderful member to any faction with a side dedicated to gathering sensitive information from foes. Her only weakness seems to be how aloof she is, but she may not have been playing at a role when I had the chance to observe her. I do not know if I shall have the pleasure of seeing this one again, but one opportunity was a pleasure.

The Emissary Abysmalyxia.. For someone not native to Gorowyn she never ceases to amaze me. Decicated, polite.. both honorable traits for any emissary. Always addresses me properly as well, which is another good trait. I see good things in her future, very good things.