| Subject: -*-A Bitter Night-*- |
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Andromache
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Date Posted: 10:24:59 05/10/02 Fri
-*-Name: Andromache (pronounced an-DRAW-ma-key)
Age: 347
Gender: Female
Breed: Star Dragon {a breed created with permission from Lizzy and can only be used by the players of Ixion and Andromache, unless you acquire permission from us)
Appearance: Her scales are deeply blue, the blue of midnight, of distant skies in far-away planets. But they shimmer with irridescence, glinting platinum at certain angles, touched with the starlight of her creation. Her catlike eyes and underwings are black as space, filled both with eternity's enormous potential, and its life-draining void. Her long, deadly talons are of equal hue.
Personality: Her thoughts are utterly unfathomable, reaching far beyond other breeds, strange and fearful. She interacts with others however the mood takes her, but within her there is something deeper, something that cannot be grasped. Power and independance is etched deep into her ebony eyes, eyes that, oddly, do not shine but seem almost to absorb the light.
Side: Deeply and inexorably dark.
-*-Silent on the wing, she appears like a dream that grips the mind in the haunted hours, a queerly solid wraith. She does no fancy acrobatics, performs no stunts, but simply lands without a sound.-*-
-*-As you look upon her, she seems more there than the scenery around her, more real. Her wings unfold and spread wide, exposing the darkness under the shimmering scales.-*-
-*-From the depths of space she comes, from the black holes of the mind.... from the edge of sanity. She is Andromache; she is the night.-*-
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