Laven XIII

[Laven]

DOSSIER: DEMON


”Come here, Guest....”

BASIC DETAILS

NAME:
Laven XIII

ALIASES:
The thirteenth, Mrs. Thirteen, ETC.

AGE:
2576.4

APPARENT GENDER:
Female

HOMESPHERE:
Wanderer

PICTURE: DEMON:

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PICTURE: MORTAL:

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PERSONAL DETAILS

DEMON DESCRIPTION:
Laven stands roughly the size of a T-rex, her legs along are 4 meters(13 feet) tall at the hip making her one huge specimen. It's speculated that she's roughly another 8 or so feet with her head. Her over all length is give or take forty feet. All along her length is a scarred purple hide that has fur lining some of the more delicate portions of her body. However when her mood permits her fur becomes wreathed in purple smoke, making her seem much bigger than she actually is. Below her horns is a pair of beautiful purple eyes which seem to never waver from her destination however far it may be. At the end of her long tail is what appears to be some kind of ridged tail spike that is where most of her tail weight resides.

MORTAL DESCRIPTION:
Laven stands roughly at the height of 5'6 and a drastic weight change from her demon's form to 110 pounds. She's rather skinny but she's strong and has a body that is well shaped to the eyes of men and women alike. She typically dresses in a loose suit of variable colors her favorite being a mix between white and black with a little bit of purple here and there. Her favorite accessory is a long length of fur that drapes about her shoulders and goes down to just about her waist line when it's even on both sides. Along her back though when her clothes are gone is an elaborate tribal tattoo that starts from the nape of her neck and goes down to her knees. Her eye color is a light purple while her hair color is a light shade of grey.

PERSONALITY:
Laven is generally friendly towards those that would not do her harm, if someone would try to do something to her or someone that she enjoys having about she grows rather angry. She tends not to flaunt her size as much as you would think when talking to smaller creatures, she tends to move her head down to their level and treat them as equal as possible ESPECIALLY if they are more powerful demons and maybe even humans. She doesn't care what someone is as long as they just don't do anything stupid. She has a tender spot for children of either demonic or human descendant because of how they seemingly look. Then again it might just be because she finds them cute or something she doesn't really even know. When it comes to a demon that is either the same size or bigger than her though.. she generally tries to show off or something, unless they're an arch demon or some crazy powerful person. Most demons that are more powerful than she tends to "show" an interest in because of their power or size in some cases. It's not surprising seeing her suck up to another demon just to get some pointers or something about getting stronger. Within herself she is honestly one raging ball of emotions, dancing from one to the next, you couldn't tell from looking at her but she's barely controlling some of the feelings she has about things. Hell it's almost impossible for her to control the killing rage that engulfs her when she passes by some humans even though she's usually friendly as can be.

HISTORY:
The Demon
Laven was created by the Arch-Demon Legion in order to serve as a mount, she was both the thirteen success and failure in an instant. She was bred too differently to serve properly as a mount but instead was made to serve as a front line creature. It wasn't too hard really, all she had to do was charge in and basically wreak havoc across any place she was ordered to go. To say the least she didn't enjoy that for too long and eventually left to wander about trying to find a purpose other than the senseless killing she seemed to partake in most of the time. If there was anything that the killing did it just simply sated her blood rages want to kill for the moment of her opponent's death.

It wouldn't take long for her to realize that this place was... different than anything she had experienced in life. If she could remember everything proper she'd say that this was beyond different. She continued to wander for decades until she happened across another Arch-demon that surprised her in both size and kindness. He was loud, pretty much like an older brother to her with the way that he acted and was pretty much the friendliest demon she'd of met other than herself (When she wasn't in a murderous rage). She couldn't help being a little attracted to the huge arch-demon but she knew if she tried anything stupid there'd be horrible consequences. Instead she found a different way of using the lust she felt flowing through her and channeled it in another direction. Lesser demons seemingly couldn't handle Laven in either mental or physical manner so they were never any problem, when some idiot got it through their skull to try usurping the current two princes the "Mount" made sure that the planned flopped before it would of even started by a rather firm hand pushing it down the road of misinformation and seduction.

She'd spend quite some time operating away from those that she enjoyed just being about, it wasn't even their personalities that had her wanting more it was that feeling of power that she got when she was around them. Eventually she devolved a firm belief that she indeed did somehow love the two, she wasn't exactly sure when but it was roughly around her thousandth birthday when she managed to foil some moron that believed that the demons would yield to him through the power of the mind or something like that. Honestly who sent these idiots against Demon princes? She'd spend most of her time looking for people that attempted to try something, it slowly got harder and harder over the years to find actual threats to those she considered dear to herself. It would be many a year before she even found something that could do actual harm against herself or them.

She was in the tarpits when it happened, a group of humans that actually somehow got within hell through the use of some kind of portal. She wasn't sure what magic they used but she was damn sure that they wouldn't survive this trip. She also wasn't sure HOW she even managed to happen on all these god damn people. To say the least it took her almost a month to eradicate the team that they sent, they kept using some kind of item to focus some holy energy that basically forced her to run off. After she was able to destroy that focus item both the portal's seemed to disappear and that damned protection they had dispersed making it quite easily to maim them to death. She took great enjoyment in killing every one of them making a point to string up what was left of them on some mounds nearby. She took the time to carve delicate unholy symbols in their flesh and around where she had placed Most of the corpses.

She made it a point to inform both of her lieges(She made to inform legion first and Moloch second for more personal reasons); they didn't seem to be too surprised at this venture or the tech that the humans were using which were quite.. Mundane? They didn't reward her or anything like that but they did give her a small bit of praise for foiling whatever the hell they were going to do, before sending her on her way for quite some time (well with Moloch they ended up having a lot of god damn ice cream before he sent her off.. which she didn't mind at all). The Demon spent another thousand years wandering doing what she had done for those years before. Slowly over time she started remembering her life beforehand; small flashes at first but she eventually had whole days where she was wandering about as though in a dream only to be interrupted when she would run into something or someone in her current time. She currently wanders remembering the times that were.. and the times that could of been...

The Human
Laven was born to a caring french family one that saw her as another hand to help at their farm. She spent most of her time helping her six or so other siblings in various tasks after she reached the age of five, most of her youth was a simple blur of farming and trying to keep to herself as time passed. It wasn't too long before a village sprouted up down the road from where their family lived making life a bit easier as small bits of trade came through. With trade came people of all sorts and more money of course; and with both money and people.. came corruption. It took careful planning not to become a bargaining chip for some crazy person's idea of power; instead though their land was seized by the local monarchy.. but for some strange reason instead of forcing them to leave they forced them to work.

Laven was about sixteen when her farm hit hard times making both of her parents suffer a bit since she was the only child that they had left; the others either dying off from some sickness or leaving to join some crazy cause that some far off lord wanted to pursue. It wasn't soon after the hard times ended that Laven lost both her mother and father to another wave of sicknesses that struck the village. Laven was alone tending to a huge expanse of farm land by herself, it was only a matter of time before they took her and put another family here. That day did come when she turned seventeen and failed to deliver what was the appointed amount of wheat to her liege.

Enraged her local lord saw fit to make an example of the young woman but first demanded to see her. It was this choice that saved the life of Laven, instead of forcing an early death upon her he instead forced another kind of torment upon her. She was to serve her lord as a house maid and satisfy his cruel urges. It wasn't much longer before his cruel urges turned into a child, this child being the mark of death for her and it. She tried desperately to get the lord to let her leave with either herself or the child but he would have none of it. Having no where to go, no resources to speak of laven was almost immediately sentenced to death. It was that brief moment between life and death that brought laven's rage to heart and with her last moment of life she cursed the lord that had so wronged her. Just as the sweeping blow took her head severing the nineteen year old's life from this world....

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FACTION:
Hell princes, Specifically Moloch and legion.

SKILLS:
-Minor regeneration: This ability takes care of Laven's minor injuries such as shallow cuts and bruises that she would get from a smaller fight. This ability is probrably the only reason why she has such an easy time traveling from place to place since it seems to negate how the weather affects her as well.

-Seduction: Using her "natural" charm Laven can attempt to seduce a human or a demon with this ability. It's mostly a way for them to get their defense down.... She mostly uses this in human form but she has been known to use it as her demon form.(creepily enough)

-Speed: Laven is surprisingly fast in both of her forms, if she isn't careful she can easily leave "Blurs" behind where she goes in human form making it QUITE obvious she isn't human. In her larger form this isn't so much the case but she is indeed still quite fast. In her large form she can run at a speed of roughly 75 miles per hour making her one hell of a terror to watch come at you.

-Strength: Laven is beyond strong in her demon form, she can lift roughly twice her body weight and can drag almost four times that. Her human form however is not that insanely strong, in fact for some reason she seems barely stronger than some of the humans. Then again maybe it just has to do with the immense size difference.

-No pain: Laven cannot feel pain whatso ever. This means she can operate past what a normal threshold for a demon of her stature could or even in her human form. This is a double edged sword that probably will be her downfall...

-Blood Rage: If laven is provoked or angered to a certain extent she will fly into a bloody rage ripping things to pieces. This can also happen if she smells too much blood just like a shark.. but far more deadly. Her strength is doubled and she no longer has an endurance limit. Depending on how much blood is drawn is how long the blood rage lasts.

WEAKNESSES:
-Laven cannot be submerged fully into water. She. Will. Die.
-Laven cannot handle the sound of children crying, if a child continues to cry for too long you might as well look for her in another form. (It sorta destabilizes her In a sense)
-Laven has an issue dealing with holy things, if she's around them or in an holy area for too long she'll eventually fade out. At the very least if she's stuck somewhere holy she'll try to get out before too long.
-Laven cannot feel pain
-If silver is used against laven the wounds will not heal until treated by a demon or by something inherently unholy.


COLOURS:
Demon: Laven can naturally speak demon!
English: Laven knows how to speak english from before she was a demon, it's somewhat rusty
French: Laven's base language was french, she loves the language and takes every chance to rub it in someones face...

TRIVIA:
-All of her speech has a slight french accent
-She cannot pronounce some words making her stutter or sound just silly!
-Swallow whole: Laven plain and simply can swallow an opponent whole. This usually kills whatever she swallows after a time.
-Laven twitches alot... Like alot, if she hears movement or see's something she'll look at it till it moves again.. and POUNCE. Like a cat. When she's a human this is even MORE strange since she'll visibly try to restrain herself!
-Laven does not understand written languages and finds it impossible to read, she can understand words if she see's them enough but an entire language? Nope!

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USER DETAILS

ALIAS:
Silvac

OTHER CHARACTERS:
nope!

ROLEPLAY HISTORY:
FOREVER.

FACECLAIM:

Code:

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CUSTOM RANK:
Seductress of Terror

[Lazarus Carter]

Your archive date is May 12th.

[Laven]

Finished I think xD;

[Jinhong Jangmi]

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