Axathirae Xesh'ulel-Eîa
| Axathirae Xesh'ulel-Eîa | |||||||
| Female Half-Tanar'ri (Succubus) | |||||||
| Player: Hellhaven | |||||||
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| General Information | ||||||||||
| Full Name: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | Thirae, Mistress, Rae, Xesh, Pet | |||||||||
| Age: | Uncertain, looks in her 20s | |||||||||
| Deity: | Unknown | |||||||||
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| Occupation: | Deliverer, messenger, schemer, enslaver, mistress, songstress | |||||||||
| Faction/Rank: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Shendilavri, Layer 570, The Infinite Layers of the Abyss | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5'8" | |||||||||
| Weight: | 150 lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Glowing Sanguine | |||||||||
| Hair: | Dark Burgundy-Brown | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Smooth, Dusky Hue | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Statuesque and curvaceous, she possesses a perfect feminine shape. She's nimble, but corded muscle can also be garnered beneath her flesh. | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Distinct features when in her true form are her curved horns, pair of large, leathery wings, a sinuous, spiked tail, cloven hooves, and the sharp canines in her mouth. | |||||||||
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| To be updated. | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Items | ||||||||||
| Whether armour or clothing, her garments are always cut in a provocative style and in such a way as to make her appear as attractive and appealing as possible. She carries general travelling equipment and supplies whenever she leaves her current stay. She tends to favour dark colours in reds, blacks, blues or very specific dusky purples. She doesn't wear a lot of accessories in terms of jewellery, but linked chains and leathery buckles can often be found visible somewhere on her person. | ||||||||||
Axathirae can be difficult to ignore in a crowd due to her sinister beauty and the strong pull she can have on other beings. She can be extremely ambitious and go to any measure to get her way, if she feels strongly enough for the subject. Her voice is beautifully translated as it leaves her lips and travels to surrounding senses, though on occasion it's been known to swim into a berk's mind and his alone.
When she hunts, she seems to shift between subtle tactics and direct approach, depending on the prey and whatever group she surrounds herself with at the time. It's not uncommon to find her gorging herself on the fresh and bloodied hearts of a select few species after a kill, or gather it up for later devouring.
The Visuals
This savoury figure often wears the curved menace of a smile on her lips. Her eyes are sanguine, slumberous and jaded; they smoulder with dangerous sensuality and fell radiance, emanating an inscrutable sensation of slipping further into their depths. With succulent curves, she carries her statuesque form with a sway in her hips. Her compelling voice pours from her mouth in tones perfectly tailored to the listener's ear.
Her beauty is profane, so perversely intense, her features unacceptably smooth and sadistically flawless, that it's difficult to believe that she could be real. Completing the image of demonic beauty are certain wicked details that cannot be ignored, should she be in her true form: Curved horns surround her head like a twisted crown or distorted garland; a pair of large, leathery wings reach from her back with razor-like claws laced at the joints; a sinuous tail coils out as an extension of her spine, eventually ending in a thin, curved spike; and lastly, soft fur covers the bottom of her shins which end in a pair of cloven hooves rather than feet and toes.
Details
- She occasionally wears a pair of metal shackles about her wrists. If asked about them, an almost nostalgic smile pulls at her lips before she answers without elaborating further; "One is from a man that adored me. The other is from a man that feared me."
La Mise–En–Scène
Should largely be considered OOC Knowledge.
Axathirae was born, like so many before her, amongst the Six Sacred Pools, within Abyssal Layer 570 of Shendilavri, Malcanthet's realm. Fornicating with some Tiefer cleric, her mother, a malicious Lilitu of Malcanthet, eventually had the child tear itself free from her womb.
Axathirae spent a long time in Shendilavri before she was summoned to the Prime of Toril by a Red Wizard of Thay to do his bidding. Bound thus by his foul magics, she was sent to the Moonsea and Zhentil Keep to assist the Wizard's daughter's scheming. Axathirae, operating under another name at the time, sought this as an opportunity to get some insight of this new place, its people and habits. If anything, she might even be able to damn a soul or two during her stay.
Destruction followed in her and her companions wake; soon half of Zhentil Keep had fallen to a plague or been partially blown up, the southern town of Yulash reduced to but a pit to the Abyss itself, and the eastern township of Harrowdale had become riddled with conflict. She had played her part in each of the disastrous events - Primers were so easy to manipulate! - but it was time to stop playing around, depart from the place, and return to more important things. When the Red Wizard refused to let her go, she used her nurtured talents to her advantage, proving him to be of little hindrance. Contingency and all removed, she was sent back to where she came.
Or so she thought.
The portal didn't exactly go where she had intended and Axathirae ended up somewhere in the Outlands, but eventually made her way to Ironridge where she ran into some old acquaintances. It wasn't an entirely happy reunion and she knew she had to return to her birthplace - after all, she had an agenda of her own that was brewing. Returning to the Abyssal Layer of Shendilavri, Axathirae stayed there for some time, taking care of pressing business, before heading back out into the Multiverse, her intentions clear to none but herself.
The Associations
- Face - It's not uncommon to find Thirae in the company of this shapechanging male, and she can often be seen on the receiving end of precious valuables that he gifts her. Chant has it he's completely spellbound in doing her bidding, whilst others attribute the bequeathing to the man's good nature.
- Gelal'nagirutenlil - Thirae has been known to lounge around this male Tanar'ri, but the nature of this relationship is currently unknown.
- Salazar - They travel together on occasion, the glue of the party most often being Face. There's a rumour going around that Thirae had this infernal tiefer on his knees on the ground, cleaning filth from her hooves at Leilesiane's. Very few would have believed it, if it wasn't for the obvious proud shine of her cloven feet for several peaks thereafter.
- Dra'zhees is another male she has been seen with on occasion, most often in or around the Block. They seem to have a rather peculiar chemistry - a constant dance of who's wearing the pants. Chant has it she hired him as a bodyguard, though some dark would have it that he's one of her playthings.
- Blanc Hydre is one of Thirae's acquaintances and another to tend to her cloven feet. Weird. Maybe people are just really into hooves. They have been seen drinking together on several occasions at Leilesiane's.
- Treylile Strath - Thirae has been seen occasionally hanging around this Wildspace human (or perhaps he is hanging around her). They've been involved in a few trips together, the latest ending in the 113th layer of the Abyss, Thanatos, presumably somewhere near the necropoli of Naratyr.
The Rumours
- "I heard she bathes daily -- like, in the blood of a thousand celestial virgins. I mean, how else could she possibly get such smooth, flawless skin? My fingertips yearn for the experience of caressing it." - Sensate
- "Some cutter told me she spent some time in the Palace of Quivering Flesh as Socothbenoth's guest. Who in their right mind would do that willingly?" - Gatecrasher Berk
- "Naw, th' troot is, she went der ta sing. T'was a 'uge orgy in "'onour" o' 'is sister's name, from wha' I 'eard. Lots o' flesh'n shite." - Longtime Hive-Dweller
- "A dish of her calibre? Nothing but trouble. Gonna be keepin' an eye on her for sure." - Overly Ambiguous Hardhead
- "I've heard the muse myself. She has an outstanding talent for song, her voice seems to adapt to any audience. She manipulates it in such a way, even the Mercyberk in the back was enjoying himself." - Clerk's Ward Resident
- Axathirae is actively looking for hired muscle. OOC: Please contact me on the forums for info or look here!
Miscellanea
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