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Amelie Zagurian
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Xander possibly away a few days
Started Jun 22, 2012 0 Replies 0 Likes
Hey folks just a quick note on Xander's behalf letting you know he'll be away til possibly tuesday or thursday, not quite sure on the day as his charger is broken and he's waiting on a new one to be…Continue
"If this is what you call life. But it's a trade off. I get to act like a guardian angel with a death wish, and in exchange I get a certain version of immortality." - Vincent Delacroix, Die For Me
Profile Information
- Relationship Status
- That I'm afraid is complicated
- Romantic Interests
- Someone I once knew
- Who Am I...
- Ancient Elemental - Half Demon - Wielder of Darkness - A leader of The Zagurians
- My Story Is...
- My name is Amelie Zagurian I am an Ancient Elemental, which means I was born of a race of beings so old their true name has been forgotten and are now only known as "The Ancients" although born in Fallacy, I was taken to the human world by my corrupt birth father when I was only four years old and raised there along with my brother Michael, until I escaped back to Fallacy with use of abilites I'd had no clue I possessed at age twelve. For awhile after that I lived with my mother and her people, when I turned fourteen though I grew bored with hanging around the realm all the time and so became a wanderer of sorts.
During my wandering I encountered a problem or two, in fact I was nearly killed, only a transfusion of demon blood saved me, because of this I now have a demon half, which it similar to yet older than vampires.
My actual death came a year or two later, when I was sixteen, at the hands of someone I later learned was to become my sister in laws bodyguard, Nikani. Cyan Jay, my best friend at the time, begged my Uncle to restore me to life, using his own lifeforce, to which he agreed, but neither knew I'd injured her, and had her blood on me when they cast the spell, the thing with dark magic is, it works in strange and mysterious ways, along with Cyan's lifeforce Nikani's blood, that small amount of her lifeforce was bound to my soul, because of that I can't die, or I can but never for longer than a single day, I just sort of come back, regenerate I suppose is the correct term. The spell had one other unforeseen side effect, my memories became fuzzy, I didn't remember a whole lot of my past, began questioning whether the flashes I did remember were correct or not too, it was this event that drove me to train to become an assassin under one of the best, so that for once I could protect those I cared for instead of them always protecting me. I wasn't until I found my brother that everything returned to me in full clarity once more, funny how that works.
I possess darker personality or "Medium" as we've taken to calling them named Isys, cold and uncaring, almost emotionless, to the point not much can tame her.
Family
Mother- Irys Night
Uncle- Baine Night
Sister (adopted)- Autumn Cas Solarmist
Brother- Michael Zagurian
Sister In Law- Nikki Xivaous-Zagurian
Brother- Goddrick Zagurian
Brother (adopted)- Solitaire Zeilivy-Zagurian
Cousin- Serana Night
Daughter- Alea Zagurian
Daughter- Tablei Zagurian
Son- Zachary Zagurian
Daughter- Kaia Skye Zagurian
Niece- Irena Zagurian-Stryder
Niece- Nelly Zagurian-Bloodwalker
Nephew- Levi Zagurian
Niece- Eve Zagurian
Niece-Elva Zagurian
Nephew- Camden Zagurian
Granddaughter- Lyall Silverhide-Zagurian
- My Appearance...
- I have long hair of vibrant silver shade, deep almost ocean blue eyes, a slender figure standing at around 5'6 in height, skin somewhat paler than most. I also appear to be in my early to mid-twenties but looks can be deceiving so I'm likely far older.
Isys (The Medium)- Dead eyes or "corpse eyes" of a pure black colour, skin of a greyish hue and long silver hair with a streak of inky black, wings of pure darkness.
- Species (Optional)
- Magical
- Inventory
- A simple silver bracelet etched with a strange crest that had been given to me so long ago by someone I'd cared greatly for, something I'd forgotten I had.
An old looking ring that belonged to an old friend which now hangs on a chain made of a vivid blue material that shines when it catches the light, almost the same colour of my eyes.
A bracelet made by my niece Nelly featuring a small wooden crafted rabbit, also hanging from the bracelet is another gift from my other niece Irena, a hand crafted dog tag featuring my name in Greek and those of my family.
I wear a butterfly clip that was a gift from my brother Michael that at first glance looks simple but holds hidden within it images of my family and closest friends, all people I hold dear.
Weapons
White doves head hilted Sword: Aithollo. (Gaia blessed after the Void Zombie incident)
Switchblade etched with a message in a secret code, gifted to me by my mentor.
An assortment of throwing knives/daggers and other tools of the trade.
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Reclaiming What Was, Saving What Is
Posted on June 2, 2013 at 7:38pm 0 Comments 1 Like
Fear...it has a funny way of resolving itself.....
When I’d first found out who I really was, who I’d been to start with, before my soul took the journey through the countless lives it took to make me who I am today I’d been terrified history would repeat itself...in more ways than one....the thoughts would haunt me. I’d see…
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Posted on May 28, 2013 at 7:30pm 0 Comments 2 Likes
(This is a recording of a Mini Event between myself and Michael Zagurian's player, hope ya all enjoy)
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ContinuePart Five: Revelations Of A Darker Kind
Posted on May 27, 2013 at 7:00pm 0 Comments 1 Like
It was a mess, the whole room had been ransacked, I’d even ripped the stone altar away from the wall and used it to try to break down the door, which only succeeded in cracking the altar in half, I’d hurled things at the windows hoping to break them...nothing...sometime between then and now my furious screaming had given way to choking sobs, my legs had collapsed out from under me, which was how I found myself where I was…
ContinuePart Four: What Goes Around Comes Around
Posted on May 25, 2013 at 7:00pm 0 Comments 6 Likes
Tears? I was fucking crying? What happened to the tough strong assassin that could handle anything thrown at her? Where was that person now? Gone...she’d just lost the last person she could rely on...or so I thought, I didn’t even stop to think about where I was going when I vanished from that place, though I did notice I’d taken the bottle…
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