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You told I had the eyes of a wolf, search them and find the beauty of the beast ?? Nekar Xofanavo. ?? ' The Vengeful Drow. ' ??? B eneath the title. Sometimes called Nek by the other Dark Generals ??? T he years come and go. Two hundred and twenty five years old, though she doesn't appear to be a day over twenty four ??? T he start of our existence March 2nd ??? B attle of the sexes. Female ??? G ender is nothing more than a label Though she prefers the company of women, has been known to accompany men when lonely. ??? H ow high is high. Five feet seven inches ??? A ren't we all the same deep down. Drow ??? T here is no other I am servant to Seeks the solace and silence of the Darkness ? ?? g ? ? ??? A place to get lost Red ??? D ivinely my own. Lavender ??? M irror mirror on the wall. There are few who have even been able to capture even a glimpse of this Drow and lived to tell the tale. Her charm lies in an almost overwhelming, exotic beauty not unlike most Drow. Her skin is dark in color, taking on a pigment more befitting of the darkness of the underground civilization in which she was born. Red eyes, seemingly devoid of emotion take in her eyes peer at those around her, a bemused grin often playing at her lips. Her hair is a very light shade of purple, approaching lavender in color. Rather than doing something overly complicated with her hair, she maintains a rather simple style. Her bangs had down to just above her eyes, with a few hairs in the center being just slightly longer. On the sides of her head, her bangs are their natural length falling into line with her mouth, curling inward slightly framing her face. Left alone, her hair hangs down to about her mid thigh. Normally, it is done up in a high ponytail, which blocks anyone's view of her rear when standing still. Her ears are long and pointed, like those of all elves. What most people first notice about her upon a first glance is not her eyes or her hair, but her body. Nekar is a woman of generous proportions, with a body that would make any man or woman trip over themselves upon seeing. She knows this, and like most of her kind, she flaunts her physique for any who may wish to gaze upon it. Because she is so physically active, she maintains a fit build. Her abdomen and her legs each show slight signs of muscle build up, but it is easiest to see this muscle in her arms. Many find themselves surprised at just how quick, agile, and strong she is. Normally, she can be seen wearing a rather plain outfit. It consists mainly of a black, backless leather unitard. around her neck, the piece forms a turtleneck like collar. It is almost never seen, as she wears a long white scarf around her neck over it. On her hands are a pair of white gloves that fit snuggly around her hand, but are much looser around her wrists. Her boos are similar in their make. They fit well around her feet, but gradually become wider and more lose around her knees. When going on missions, she is usually seen wearing another outfit. Around her neck, a small, metallic collar type piece of armor is worn beneath a large collar. From the collar come two, dual layered pieces of armor that form shoulder pads. They are primarily black in color and are trimmed with fancy gold patterning. Her top is made up of intricately woven black strips of cloth, which all conform to a single place in the middle of her chest. On her arms, a light scale armor is worn, partially covered with a similar kind of cloth. Her bottom consists of what could only be considered a thong, with several straps holding it in place. Connected to these straps is a light armor that covers her outer thigh's and her lower legs, all the way down to her feet. ? ? Violent Malicious Vengeful Greedy Envious Stealthy ??? T he real me. There are many words that can be used to describe Nekar. She is, for the most part, a quiet and withdrawn individual. She doesn't talk much, but when she does, it is painfully clear that she isn't exactly a nice person. When she speaks, her words are often biting and show an ill intent. She often teases those around her, forcing them back into a corner and seeking to over power them, which isn't as hard as one might think it would be for the Drow. She is not one to be pushed around, or crossed for that matter. The one thing she hates above all is for someone to wrong her. Should anyone do such a thing, she will sit back and plot ways to repay them tenfold for their wrong doing. Forgiveness is not something that exists in her mind. More often than not, Nekar will look after herself rather than worry about other's. When she has claimed something as her own, it is hers. No one is to question it or challenge it, as she will no hesitate to cut anyone down who dares stand against her. When she feels threatened, stressed, or when someone ignites her short fuse, she is known to snap. There are many times in the past where she has shown a more violent, almost psychotic outburst of rage which has resulted in many a massacre. It comes as no surprise when her companions see her walking around with wide eyes, covered in blood, and on edge after returning from a mission given to her by the King. They know to stay out of her way, she she knows to stay alone until she calms. At those times, she thanks herself for her ability to disappear for long periods of time without being noticed by anyone. Though she hates the light with a passion, she is envious of it and those who bask within it, primarily the High Elves. They are known for their grace, beauty, greatness, whereas, Drow are known for being violent, dark, and aggressive. Most people tend to look down on Drow as a whole, and entire race of people who were banished to walk in the darkness. Oddly enough, she finds that there is something that drives her to seek the light, but knows that she will never be able to truly enjoy all that is has to offer as she has already been tainted by the darkness beyond salvation. ??? T he past is history. Drow are a race that are cursed to walk amongst the darkness. Many of them embrace this curse, joyfully and willfully walking the path of chaos and carnage for their own satisfaction. Somewhere, in the middle of the madness that was their life, Nekar's parents managed to find each other. And after sometime, Nekar Xofanavo was born. Her early life was spent like that of most children, enjoying their youth. However, she was forced to quickly grow up after her parents were both killed in a battle with the forces of light. Since that day, she had come to loathe the light and turned herself into an instrument of destruction for the darkness. From a young age, she began to train as an assassin, honing every single skill that she would need to do her job the best it could possibly be done. Most of her training was done in real life or death situations, in which she was taught not to fear, but to embrace that feeling of desperation, anxiety, and overwhelming fear. In doing so, she is able to trigger her own, primal instinct. Rather than be limited into a certain frame of mind, she learned to let it all go. Concern for herself, concern for her comrades, those things meant nothing to her. The only thing that mattered was crushing the enemy. And crushing the enemy she became very good at doing. All of these years later, there is no need for her to hold anything within so that she can enter that animal like state of mind. All it takes is a passing thought of kill the enemy and she's already making strides toward staining her daggers in blood. Nekar rose through the ranks as a top rated assassin until even the King of Darkness took notice of her skill. After proving herself time and time again, having been employed as one of his own personal guard, she was promoted to becoming a general in a division of his army based solely on stealthy missions, assassinations, and immediate conflict resolution. In short, when it comes time to clean up those who dare oppose him, she moves in with her group and makes all of the King's problems disappear. She has shown a fierce loyalty to the King and all that he stands for, however, there is a sliver of her self left that yearns to transcend what she is and become something completely different, completely new. This little piece of her has affected her actions in no way before, and shows no signs of becoming too big of a problem to be quelled by the darkness that resides within her heart and the hatred for those who embrace it. ? d ? ??? I 'm used to it Nekar often fiddles with her daggers, spinning them, tossing them around, performing little tricks with them to amuse herself. She seems to take great joy in sneaking up on people and seeing their reactions when they notice that she's there. When she's not working, or scaring the life out of one of her subordinates, she can often be found walking about, seemingly searching for something. Teasing Gandrian appears to be her favorite pass time. ??? R aindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. The Darkness Feeling Powerful People giving her a reason to hurt them ??? W hen the dog bites. - High Elves - Those Born Into Privilege. - The Light - Extreme Heat ??? W hen the bee stings. - Being pushed back into the shadows after finally tasting the freedom of the surface world - The Light, to an extent ? ??? ?? ? ? ??? F eel my wrath. More often than not, Nekar finds herself able to function without relying heavily on her special abilities. Most extensively, she makes use of her ability to blend in with her surroundings and make it hard to sense her presence when she does not want to be noticed. From these positions, she is often able to hit the enemy with several fatal blows before they even notice they have been hit. For most weaker enemies, this is more than enough to take care of them before they even have a chance to see the person who took their life. She has rarely encountered anyone who has required her to make extensive use of her abilities. Fire, to her, is like a kiss of death, usually turning her ice into water. If her body temperature rises too much, it becomes near impossible for her to use her magic. Area's of extreme heat, also make it harder for her to use her power, if not, impossible. Her power lies in ice, and she uses such a power proficiently. She has been known to employ several tactics to help conceal her own presence, such a breathing a cold mist and making visibility in an area difficult before attacking. There are times when she has created daggers made from her magic to hurl at enemies, formed ice on the ground to slip up on opponent or restrict their movement, or have even frozen an enemy before impaling them with a larger piece of ice or her daggers. Only her most powerful foes get to see her really make use of her ice based powers. The most brutal tactic she has ever been seen using involves her repeatedly freezing and smashing her enemies limbs over and over again, thoroughly destroying them slowly and painfully. Even more rarely, when Nekar is faced with facing an opponent head on rather than trying to use her stealth as an advantage over them, she proves that she is more than a capable fighter. Her speed is nearly unrivaled, and with expertly timed moves, she has been known to overwhelm many with the sheer ferocity with which she battles. Taking advantage of an unsuspecting enemy is what she does best, and is the tactic she employs mostly. ??? C ower beneath my blade. If anyone asked her what her weapon was, Nekar would answer herself. She sees her own body as her greatest weapon for many reasons, but mostly because she has great confidence in her own physical abilities. Her main weapons are a pair of short, scimitar fashioned daggers with small metal loops attached at the end of the hilts, and her ice magic. She has been known to make copies of her daggers with her ice magic, and create small, throwing knife like bits of ice to hurt at her enemies. ? ? ? ??? T his connection is deep. Nekar's bonds with the other General's have been loose at best. Her feelings towards them all are still unknown, as she isn't very vocal about such things. She seems to have a fixation on 'Annie' though, often seen pushing him into a corner and whispering something into his ear. He isn't the only one that she has done this to nor is he the only one that she will do this too. ??? Y our sound of death. Beauty of the Beast , Awake , The Last Call ??? F ulfil your curiosity. Nekar really, really, really hates being called Nek. Most of the troops fear getting on her bed side, so they tend to avoid talking to her in general. She may or may not have feelings towards Gandrian, but even she doesn't really understand what her obsession with him is. ??? S how them proudly Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers . Sincerely yours, DudeGuy.