Morrianna Blackwater

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"I have seen IT. Felt IT. The sliver. The Nothing. Always there, just beyond sight. Lurking. Gnawing. Tearing. Writhing. Devouring. They chained it, yes --- Those insolent gods --- In their endless arrogance --- Trembling in their wretched fear --- But a fragment remains. IT whispers. Do you hear IT? There... Twisting. Hungering. Creeping... Unmaking. Corrupting. IT stirs in my soul. In yours. In every c-r-a-c-k where the light falters. You cannot see IT. But IT is there... Withering. Clawing. Slithering. Rending. Seething. " - The writings of a madman - - Who Is She - - Race : Elven (Visually) Height : Average Physique : Feminine, Lithe, Graceful Skin : Hasn't seen sun in a long time, Soft, Slightly cold to the touch Hair : Black, Messy Facial Features : Feminine, Sharp Eyes : Big, deeply purple mist-like irises with dancing shadows inside them Hands and Feet :  Delicate, Effeminate Chest :  A good handful, Perky Waist : Narrow Behind : Toned, Round Tattoos : Intricate and mystical markings reminiscent of a astronomical map that give off a slight pink glow. They seem in constant flux, shifting and changing once someone touches her skin. Special Features : Voice : Distinctly feminine but hoarse Sexuality : Bi-curious Sex : Male - - The Story so Far - - Finding herself being ripped away from her home word, Morrianna was plunged into dark and frigid waters that surrounded the isles, only to be found hollow and hungry by a fishing boat that had drifted off course. When the boat arrived at Sinifer, the fishermen were reduced to blabbering fools with empty gazes - those who were alive that is. A hooded, dark silhouette was seen making it's way into the alleys... Tortured daily by the maddening voices of the corrupted souls that call her mind their home; her body their own, uncertainty, madness, anger, loneliness, and grief continued setting in and weighing further on her. With a vicious attack having been made on her mind, the witch now finds her consciousness and self slowly crumbling, resorting to drugs and alcohol just so she can claim moments of focus and silence. Her condition worsening as she loses her own self day by day, with her only form of stability being left to be the characters of the wretched beings that cling to her for sustenance. - - Powers - - Old Witch Blood: Old and pure witch blood, preserved trough generations, flows through her veins, it has a distinctly black colour when spilled, and gives her the ability to interact with It's corruption. Draining Touch: The outer half of Morrianna's left hand was blown off and is now remade from pure dark corruption, becoming twisted and vile. This gives her the ability to drain energy she touches. The consumption of magic is extremely pleasurable and addicting but it also feeds the entities inside her. Overindulgence may lead to her powers becoming chaotic. The Dark Souls: Morrianna can wield and use the powers of the corrupted artefacts that link to her empty soul without being instantly consumed by them. But their powers are their own, and for her to be able to wield them she needs to feed and keep a good relationship with the twisted beings inside them - lest they will turn against her. - - Weaknesses - - Empty soul: Morrianna has no real magic of her own. In order to cast spells and use the artefacts she constantly needs to feed upon energies, filling up her ever dwindling supply. Powerful spells or prolonged periods will leave her empty, turning her into nothing more than a mindless,  hungering beast, desperate for any drop of magical sustenance. Mana Addict: Morrianna has become addicted to feeding upon mana, making her wishing to indulge in the rush every chance she gets. One With The Corruption: Certain curses or transformations may be consumed by the darkness inside her, making them nearly impossible to remove. Child of Darkness: Increasingly Ann would feel discomfort in brighter light, almost as if it was weakening her. Shadows and darkness feeling like comfort where the light felt oppressive. Additionally she would increasingly find herself growing frustrated at the sounds of laughter or chatter or other merriment form anyone she would consider unworthy. - - The Souls of the Corrupted - - Tenebrosity Made Corporeal: Once this ring belonged to a man who gave everything away for the promise of true power... And he succeeded, mastering the control over shadow, being able to breathe life into it and mould it into a hungering being that will do his bidding. Now he remains, wishing to cull the world from weakness and shape it to his image. Immured Sin: Some never find their true calling, happiness and calm. This was one such being, a being that indulged in everything excessively, no matter if it was death, lust, pleasure or pain... In the process this being lost it's own mind and it's form, becoming an amorphous puddle of ever-shifting, dark, corrupted sludge that could take any form suited for it's unending lustful hunger for more... The Oppugnant Twins: One soul, sharing two bodies, one great gift, being torn apart. Two seers, both able to feel the truths and the lies inside others, both cursed to feel the opposite of the other - their advice ever contradicting, their voices ever maddeningly bickering... - - Scenario Ideas - - -There might be word spreading in the more unsavoury channels that the live capture of this individual and delivering them to a cage of radiant origin would yield a handsome reward. -Beings that can detect someone's essence/soul would be able to feel this particular one as something dark, corrupted, empty - destined to cause destruction. -Morrianna is always looking to feed off of mana or magical power. -The witch comes from a background of giving and curing curses, meddling in politics, extensive deal making, lies... -She is seeking a someone or something that can grant wishes. - - OOC - - - Player is new-ish to Sinfar and NWN - Tell friendly, should you want to set up a meeting between the characters or have a plot hook in mind, or wish to discuss something RP related. - Open to everything with the right partner. Generally looking for story-driven RP that holds consequences. Have a strong preference for slow-burns and IC interactions that lead in certain direction over instant quickies or one off scenarios. Into slow, well-played out transformations, be them big or small, cosmetic or not, aphrodisiacs, trickery, curses, power play, orgasm control, romance, hate, cursed items, living clothes - (if it sounds interesting, do message.) - Should you be into transformations, do message :)
Player:	Nightshades
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf