Allicia Alistair

Allicia appeared to be the spoiled little princess one would assume her to be. That snow-white pelt always scented with the most luxurious oils, with her midnight hair flowing in the wind as if those strands were weightless. Those deep artistic scars that had been willingly carved into her flesh were only a glimpse of the woman's more corrupted desires...

Full Name: Allicia Alistair
Nicknames: Alli, Princess, Queen
Age: Don't dare asking.
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic Wolf / Panther - Hybrid
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral


Body Type: Petite with a mere height of 5 Feet. Sexual curves were often visibly displayed, rarely shy to expose the silhouette of her body to make men and women alike fall to her feet in desire. Below that thick she was quite fit, though not to a point where muscles would betray that alluring view of femininity.

Physical Details: Predominantly an arctic wolf. Snow-white fur had no discoloration to speak of, while midnight hair was worn open to drape over her shoulders, rarely hiding her hazel eyes. Tail has the typical canine shape, it was also prehensile like a feline; able to effectively move and curl however she desired.

Clothing: Oddly enough, usually found wearing all sorts of expensive harem slave-like silks despite of her obvious status as a free woman. It is as if she had an obsession with them. Some might have spotted her traveling in sturdy travelling garbs with the emblem of her clan; a blood raven; imprinted on the cloak that would've hung down from her shoulders.

More inquiring minds or those sensitive to magic would quickly find that the princess was far from merely a mortal woman. The Alistair's have been vampires from the old days, and her relative recent birth signaled the rebuilding of the kingdom, which started to grow and thrive just like herself.

Demonic Species: Vampire of a succubus sub-breed.

Physical Details: Once her mortal form is shed, she grows a pair of enormous bat-like leathery wings with pitch black membranes. Each wingtip spouts a dagger-like claw that is only rarely used as self defense. Judging from the size and strength of those wings, it was of no doubt that she could bring herself airborne in merely a single flap.
Trademark vampiric fangs were difficult to hide in this form, peeking over her lower lip.
Hazel eyes would gain a crimson glow when she starts to use her powers, illuminating the irises from behind.

Her ways of feeding: Fully able to survive on taking pleasure alone, thanks to the succubus sub-breed of her species. Though nowhere as effective as taking blood from a willing friend or a dying prey.

Corrupted Desires:
Sadist - Enjoys inflicting pain from minor cuts to the most brutal of injuries.
Murderer - Has killed and will keep killing. Most of her victims nowadays are inconsequential nagas of the isle of Guidereim, but is known to snuff out the life of more sophisticated beings for her own perverted pleasure.
Masochist - A pleasure only few rare men or woman would ever be allowed to share with her. Not many are allowed to even harm a hair on the girl.. But those who were, would be witnessing the most delicious pleasured screams of pain.

Weaknesses:
Sunlight does not kill her, but dampens her natural powers. It is an annoyance, causing a horrible itch when the rays of light were strong enough to shine through her thick pelt.
Coagulating Daemonic blood is causing a deep sense of nausea in her, up to a point of her losing consciousness if exposed for too long.