With a dark gaze, is a face that is scarred, bruised and still has the dried blood caked on it from the last beating she received or the her most recent Pit fight...  If she were to present herself for battle.. the filthy and bloodied rags she wears fail to cover her scars and welts, showing a life of cruel hardship and suffering
 What's left of her heart, mind and sanity is as twisted and shattered as the shell it resides in...  Speaking rarely, it is maddened and makes little sane sense.

This is what happens to a warrior priestess that abandons all to seek Vengeance and Forgiveness in the name of a stolen sister...  Scorn her. Pity her. Fear her.  Death comes swiftly..............

She is ... Darkira the Lost










Once upon a time, in a Lost Life...

Darkira comes from the Isle of Dread.  Her mother was a runaway slave of the Scarlet Furies, and because of this the Amazons that discovered her trying to fend off some of the "modest" carnivores while in the early stages of delivery seemed suspiciously like many of the ill-conceived plots to entrap Amazons. Regrettably,Darkira's Mother did not survive the encounter,  the Amazon warriors did manage to retrieve Darkira from her mother's  ruptured womb.
 
Growing up, Darkira knew she was different. She was taller, faster than the others... Even for an Amazon warrior.  She was constantly caught "spying" upon the Goddess. Or attempting to lure Scarlet Furies into various pits and deadfalls with mixed success....  These antics caused her to be teased by her sisters and constantly disciplined by many of the matrons.  Which caused her to lash out both verbally and physically at either group.
 
All that changed when she was captured by a Furies raiding party, that ended up penned into a small cavern by a much larger predator.  During the long night, while her foolish captors debated on "a plan".. Darkira had a dream, where the Goddess herself spoke to her... When she awoke the camp was in chaos as the few Furies members that were still alive, were only alive for mere minutes of agony as their bodies had either been partially consumed or simply ripped apart!   Why were they screaming when she looked down at them??  She didn't know or care and burst into the jungle and made her back home.  It was then, that Mother pulled her aside, and told her why she was "different" and that she would always be "different", still an Amazon. And that was fine with her.  

OOC:    Like most Amazons, darkira sees males as inferior... Useful, desirable, and biologically necessary... but still inferior...     So boys... When she patronizes you.. it's not because she's some cock crushing man-hater.  She just thinks you're animals... needing to be broken, tamed, trained and cared for... or culled.  
So if it makes you feel better.. than yes.. feel free to call her a Bitch.    {please remember... this is the character. NOT the player.}

REDS:  Pirates!  
 Pathetic pickup lines..
Blank Bios. <---{Brand new players/characters are forgiven}
Boring sex rp.
 toilety stuff

Everything else your dirty minds can come up with is a GREEN {unless otherwise stated or decided upon}