Nephra

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Nephra
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Sakori
  • Race: Demon Rabbit Half Breed
  • Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  • Age: 450
  • Body Type: Anthro
  • Height: 5'6
  • Weight: *hisses*
  • Hair: Violet
  • Eyes: Black
  • Relationship Status: Not interested
  • Personality: Dark, Seductive, Tricky, Evil

• Basic Looks

  Kneeling almost sub-servant like forced to spread her lush thigh's, exposing glistening cunt, her clit pierced with a small hoop. Knee's resting on the point's of the chalked pentagram, flesh decorated in rings and bindings that held fishnet and leather to sleek powerful frame. Purple fur gleamed under leather kissed flesh, wrapping around her neck a thick collar with single D-ring dangling from the middle while four more strap's linked across shoulder blade's then onwards to the cuff's around her upper arms. Satiny purple hair pulled back and braided to expose long perked ear's while her bangs fell across pitch black eyes. A brand stood out on her right arm, a mark that symbolized bondage and domination. Her back was forced to arch pressing bared breasts upwards, pale rose bud pink nipples pierced with heavy rings. The final connection was thinner strap's that hugged her hips then went back to cup her plump ass.

  

• Her History and Powers

  Her creation was not what anyone would've called a miracle or some act of god, because god was far from involved in Sakori's birth. Her mother was the lapine, her father..the demon that came to the mortal plain and brutally raped and impregnated the female. In a state of shock she slit her wrists thinking when she died she'd be in front of the pearly gates of heaven. As the last breath left her body and the light's grew dim, she heard sinister laughter. Falling down a tunnel, ghoulish hands grasping for her body. Some managed to catch hold and she was pinched, scratched, and sometimes even groped before she hit the ground with a heavy thud.
  
  Suicide was a sin, she had signed her own one way ticket to hell. All of it had been part of the devil's master plan, the woman was kept alive and well looked out for, the demon spawn that quickly made her bloat out grew stronger in the natural environment of damnation. The sixth Day, of the sixth year, on the sixth month Sakori was born. Not but a natural birth, hardly was that the case when her mother's stomach split as clawed hands ripped free. Shreds of her uterus clinging to the digits, eye's as black as night peered out before a tiny head pushed into the sulfur smelling air, mouth parted as needle sharp teeth were exposed as she hissed and lunged up her mother's frame. The female rabbit was already sinking down, her stomach a split mess of carnage, the last thing she saw was the final nightmare. Her daughter's head bowed, teeth burrowing under her chin gnawing the flesh..then blissfully nothing.
  
  Her mother's death was not the first kill she would have, the devil was not known for his patience and he quickly aged the anthro demon into a lovely, young woman. She was set loose on the mortal's plain, many succumbed to her charms and hell's soul count would go up sometimes six or seven times in one evening. This could've continued for year's, but a smart wizard saw what the rabbit was doing and he put a stop to her cursed ways.
  
  He bound her in a pentagram circle, trapping her by a false name and binding her in blood. She would be forced to serve whomever summoned her, with out question, with out reason. The Only way the curse could be broken was if she was able to get the book from her summoner and destroy it, other wise she would continue to serve the caller, and return to a limbo state when her task was finished.