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 Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2022 11:08 pm
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-Name-
Derianae
-Mate-
Chruthu
-Sexuality-
Look in the Mirror
-Parents-
N/A
-Children-
None
-Personality-
Derianæ has such a rage toward Aeval and detests Succubi in their entirety, and yet he does not oppose his minions from playing with them. After all it could help lead to Aeval's downfall. Outside of his rage at the Succubi Goddess, he is very disdainful of others in general and loves himself above all else. His vanity is bottomless and might only be tied or surpassed by his unending lust for power. He will stop at nothing to become the supreme power in Faetasia. With this goal in mind, he knew he would need an Angelique at his side. Someone he could use and abuse at whim, someone who contained power, someone who would bend for him and die for him. This Angelique of his would only help to make him feel and seem more powerful, but still be strong himself. As weakness does not make power.
-Backstory-
Hate and unadulterated rage fueled Deri in the early days. He took rage out on everything that crossed him. With each victim of his fury, he began to realize something; he still had power. Power he could start to cultivate and grow. Pleased with this finding, instead of merely abusing others, the new Incubus started adapting to them, exploiting their weaknesses with each new secret he learned. One day, some poor Succubus had come across him, and in a fit of this terrible rage, he attacked her. Deri held off from killing her though, and instead used her just as he had the others. When, finally finished with her, he realized he could become more that just an Incubus. Using all the power he had amassed thus far, he made the first of his minions. This one wasn't perfect in the least, but he was a start. He used this minion to help gain more power and encouraged him to breed, especially if he could breed with a Succubi. Soon, the first had a nice little family, and each one's power was lent unto himself. With his growing power, he made more minions. After amassing enough power, he made his own Angelique; one who would be the most loyal, ready to lay down his life at his word. Deri smiled at what he'd accomplished. He was truly a god in his own right now.
Chruthú was created by Derianæ solely for the purpose of helping him bring about Aeval's downfall. He even named him "Creation".
By allowing their Incubus subjects to freely copulate with the Succubi, they hope to give birth to many many Incubi sons, outnumbering the Succubi, and causing Aeval distress that her precious Succubi are birthing the new generation of their downfall. That they will become more powerful than their mothers with the combined powers of both Incubi and Succubi alike, breeding out any imperfections to create a more glorious Incubus.
|Chruthú lives only for his god. His black little heart beats only because his god allows it, and this gives him great pleasure. He is always in agreement with him, for to do anything but would bear a terrible price, he knows. He is never far from his god, ready at a moment to do what is asked, even if it will bring Chruthú pain. He is ready to face down any enemy, especially the goddess Aeval, to bring his god pleasure. He readily does the dirty work his god does not wish to do, using his will over lesser beings, and their Incubi subjects alike. To Chruthú, there is no greater being than his god, and he is ready to lay down his life to bring his god power.|
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2022 9:37 am
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-Name-
Aevanjean
-Mate-
Available
-Sexuality-
Undecided
-Parents-
Mother: Aeval
Mother: Aidin
-Children-
None
-Personality-
Aevanjean stayed secluded from her sisters mostly as she grew, and only spoke when spoken to. Even though they were her kin she did not want any of them too close. For the closer they were, the less secrets she could obtain and keep. Secrets and treachery breathed through her very being like life giving air. To better obtain her secrets, she learned as much as she could on the darker magics. Aeva would even venture out to test said magic. You could say it was her biggest secret. One night when preparing to practice she heard a baby crying. Hoping to find out something scandalous, she followed the noise until it suddenly stopped. Sure she was close she went a little farther and found something unimaginable. There in front of her was a baby. Not just any baby, but a baby of her own race and it was slowly dying. Heart going out to the infant, Aevanjean summoned all of her power down to her core to heal the child. Once the babe was full healed she picked her up and wrapped her in her cloak before placing her gently down again in a safe spot. After going home she was confronted by her mother and grounded indefinitely. She would not get a chance to find out what happened to the child until much later when the fine Succubus became a clan leader. She was delighted even more to find out that her clan would fall under her jurisdiction.
After fully taking on her role as patron Goddess of the Imagica, which she thoroughly embodies, and Eldritch, one that may not have come about if not for her interference, she began to relax and opened up. Aevan became a mother-hen and loves to very much be a part of her clans. She sometimes plays favorites though, as she feels as if Gallowayna, Eldritch Elder, is her daughter. Although she tries very hard to keep that hidden and treat them equally.
-Temple-
When you venture into Aevanjean's Alcove, you'll feel as if you're coming home. There is a main sitting room where her two clans can co-mingle and be a peace. It is a very soothing room that matches how each individual Succubus would want it to look. In the back of this room is a hall. Down the hall are three doors. One on each side of the hall, one for Eldritch and one for Imagica, so that they may stay and live with her. The last door at the back of the hall is her room. Any of her clans that enter will inexplicably find themselves exposing their deepest secrets. When they leave, they never can say how it looks or if they went in at all. It's a room that suits her well.
-Backstory-
The Incubi god has declared war against your mothers, and Aeval and Aidin demand you call your clans to arms and ready them for battle. How are you preparing your clans?
As soon as word of the war reached Aevanjean she simply smirked. Long since had she insured both of her clans be versed in the art of war. One dealing strongly in magic, and the other stealthy mostly physical attacks. She held court with her two Elders and together the three of them set about calling all members of their clans to the temple. When it came time for the war to reach the temple's doors, they would be the first and last line of defense. |
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