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Eisheth
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Info
Level 1
Gaoler Female
Hatchday
Dec 18, 2017 (1 year)
Stats Growth
Length
13.92M
Wingspan
8.99M
Weight
9448.35KG
Genes
PrimaryCharcoal Basic
SecondaryRed Basic
TertiaryRed Basic
Eye TypeEarth Rare
Energy: 48 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Skin
Lineage
Parents
none
Offspring
Familiar
Information
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Eisheth

The Succubus of Sornieth
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B I O G R A P H Y

It is important to note, that most do not take the time to see what lies behind the veil of beauty, what lurks within the shadows of a bright, shining light. Even the most beautiful of roses is held upon a stem of thorns, and so then, is our friend Eisheth.

It is easy to become so beguiled by the vision of the smile, that one fails to see the fangs, dripping with blood, hidden behind it. These are the souls then, who in haste and desire, suffer eternal.

Her charm and beauty have awarded her the honor of dining with clan leaders, commanders, and even nobility. These are the dragons she desires, these are the dragons she is searching for.

She enjoys nothing more than luring the powerful into her warm, seductive embrace. It does not take long for them to need her, their yearning nearly unbearable, their thirst for her insatiable. And she will give herself willingly. For in doing so, it becomes quickly apparent, that the consumer has become the consumed...

Her once gentle smile becomes savage, tender touches made quickly vicious, and soon, blood is spilled. A soul of the love blind, ripped from its vessel, and buried deep within her now. Endless torment, trapped within her fiery belly. A sticky, sour husk left in her wake. What has become of this royalty, this power afforded her prey in life? It lurks now behind her lips, dancing precariously on the edges of sharp, pointy teeth.

Sounds like a bloody good time to me. Join her for dinner some time, won’t you?

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QUOTE

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NOTES

♥ Thank you Claire ♥

Bio by Claire
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Bio template by Mibella, find it here.


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