The Abraxas Brood

*Dragon* · (This post was last modified: 04-18-2017, 12:33 AM by Dragon.)

Name: Kasdeya Abraxas, The Poison Queen.
Gender: Female (Amon's littermate)
Design: ^
Personality:
Mysterious
Kesdaya is a creature of mystery and trickery. Nobody knows who she truly is or what really makes her tick. She prefers to keep herself hidden under a veil, never truly showing her intentions to anyone unless she wants them to be known. When plans brew in her mind, she will often keep them to herself and rarely will she tell anyone else, unless of course, she purposefully wants someone to know if only for the sake of having an audience to enjoy the spectacle.

Quick and Sharp
The Abraxas woman seemingly has a hawks eye for detail and nothing gets by her without her noticing. She can easily read others as if they were an open book, noting every movement, every word, every emotion that flickers across whomever she's around, right down to the slightest twitch of a muscle. Her ability to read others so easily often gives her an advantage in being able to stay several steps ahead of those around her.

Slow to Anger
Despite her gargantuan size, Kesdaya is generally a calm and level headed individual. It takes a lot to get her angry, and nobody really knows exactly what can set her off. She can be slow to anger, but beware! Her anger is something to be feared! Should someone manage to get her angry, then that's it. The beast is unleashed and there is no mercy, no calming the raging storm. She will rage, and rage hard! The only thing that can stop her is herself, and it's best to steer clear and out of her sight, for almost nobody is safe from her wrath once she reaches that level. Eventually her anger will slowly trickle away and subside, though there is no telling how long it will last for it is different every time.

Motherly
"Kids will be kids" is often her motto when it comes to children getting into things. However, she does have her sense of discipline when it comes to them as well. Small things like kids complaining and many other things that's normal for young ones, she merely shrugs it off and doesn't generally go too hard on them. She is amused by kids and their antics, but she will scold and discipline them should they get too out of hand. She dislikes temper tantrums and will immediately put a stop to it, and if they refuse to listen then she might just be inclined to hang them in a tree by their tails. Asides from that she is a caring figure when it comes to kids, a side of her that is rare to see among adults. While she doesn't exactly care to have kids of her own, she doesn't mind looking after (or "borrowing") someone else's.

Trickster
Kesdaya is a woman of epic feats! She likes to pull pranks and her sometimes laid back attitude helps her snag potential victims. She often creates elaborate traps that are well hidden, and will always try to lure others into them whether or not they are friend or foe. Of course, when it comes to tricking friends, her pranks and traps are harmless. Should an enemy fall for one of her many tricks, however, it could potentially leave them with injury if not fatal. She will often act like she has no idea what's going on and plays the part of innocence so well, that she never gives her plan away.

Alchemist
The woman loves herbs and anything to do with them. Not only that, but she will also use various other materials such as animal parts to create medicines and other concoctions. Her favorite thing to make however, is poisons. She's a master at it, and she can make anything as potent as she wants. She can create things that will make someone vomit and feel sick, or something that will kill someone slowly and painfully, or quick and painless. It's generally best not to get on her bad side, you never know what she will try to give you...
Family, however, don't have to worry about this from her. Unless of course, they volunteer to be a test subject. She knows how to make medicines that heal, poisons, antidotes, and anything in between. Of course, if you just want something for recreational purposes, she can help with that too. Often times she will use her knowledge to hinder enemies or those she simply doesn't like, such as hiding one of her concoctions inside food or water and, watches whomever consumed it trip out as they hallucinate.

Masquerader
She is a woman of many faces. She is a woman of mystery, after all, and she prefers to keep it that way. Asides from her family, nobody else knows her true identity. To outsiders, she is known by many different names and aliases, and will often wear elaborate masks that she makes out of plants and animal furs and feathers. Her voice can change at will to suit whatever persona she's showing at the time, and she has fun doing it too.

Manipulative
Manipulation is in her core. Obviously. It's a part of her trade as trickster, and she will use her talents to manipulate whomever she needs to in order to get where she needs to or what she wants. She's a smooth talker, able to make her words quite convincing and believable, though she won't stoop very low. Her body is off limits to those she deems unworthy, but she won't hesitate to flirt and play hard to get. She can be charming, playing the innocent act until she acquires what she wants.

Plans: Perhaps be the spy and healer/poisoner for the family? She can take on a motherly sort of role to the younger ones while still implementing discipline among them. Follow Amon faithfully as her brother, and probably be the "mother" of the group.
RP Sample:

She waited patiently for her victim to wander closer to the trap she had set. A pit fall carefully dug out and expertly made, carefully hidden from anyone but her. She always knew exactly where her traps were set, and she couldn't wait to watch the fun begin. Sea colored eyes darted up as she heard the footfalls of the male who had begun to follow her enticing scent, the trail leading straight towards the trap she had set. A playful smirk tugged at her lips, the titan struggling to hold a giggle in. Oh, if only Amon were here to see this! While some of her acts and pranks might be seen as childish for some, to her it wasn't just fun and games. This guy in particular had tried to seduce her, and when she refused her advances had tried to force himself on her. Now though, the tables were turning. Not only did she leave the guy with a bloody wound on his face and shoulder, but he was about to learn that he couldn't get his way with every pretty girl that so much as looked his way. And he was about to learn the hard way. Inside the pits, she had several sharpened sticks tipped with the poison off the skin of poison dart frogs, expertly placed in positions that would give a very painful, very slow death. If he fell just right, then the open wound on his shoulder would be particularly painful when the poison etched it's way into his bloodstream, burning the skin beneath and below.

Her eyes began to narrow to slits of delight as he drew closer, the woman holding her breath as step by step, he was nearing his inevitable demise. He paused then, the woman eyeing him from her hiding place. What was he waiting for? Just a few more steps, dammit! The male looked around, seemingly about to turn around and give up the search, but that's not something she would stand for. No, she wanted to watch him burn from the inside out, and nothing was going to take that from her. Slowly, she rose from where she hid. "Giving up already? You seemed pretty determined to get at me earlier. What's the matter? Did your balls shrink on the way over?" She chuckled darkly, a smirk playing on her lips as she watched the male focus on her. He bared his teeth, tail lashing as he growled. "I'll have you pay for that with your tongue, wench!" She snorted, her own teeth flashing in a devious grin. "Come closer and say it to my face, cur." She replied smoothly. Angry, the male took a couple of steps before leaping forward, though as soon as his forepaws touched down, the ground suddenly fell away beneath him. She watched with satisfaction as a loud yelp sounded, and slowly she moved forward until her gaze looked down to find him impaled. Sharpened wood stuck through his body like a pin cushion, though in non-vital points, just like she planned. He struggled, though his legs would not move since those were the main points she was aiming for.

She clucked her tongue, head shaking slightly. "Oh, what happened? You almost had me." Her tone was mocking, her smirk ever wider as she stood there and watched his blood trickle down. Should she explain to him exactly what was happening to him? "Ergh...y-you bitch!" Oh, well, still a feisty one, wasn't he? "Now now, name calling isn't very nice, is it? If you had been a gentleman before, then you wouldn't be in this position, now would you?" She giggled darkly, neck rolling to loosen her muscles before she settled down onto her belly, forelegs crossing over one another. "Too bad, you were kind of decent looking. Maybe you'll think twice now before mistreating a lady. Oh wait, there won't be a next time." She smiled at him, a sickly sweet smile as her eyes flashed. "The way you've fallen has impaled your joints, so unfortunately you won't be able to move much. Don't worry though, you'll die...eventually. I've made sure of that. So you'll have plenty of time to think about your actions. And to help things, each point was dipped in poison from a poison dart frog, feels good doesn't it?" She watched him writhe and gasp, teeth gritting as she watched the poison begin to take effect. "That burning sensation you feel? It'll pass when, you know, you stop breathing. So next time, I suggest you be more courteous when speaking to a lady." She winked at him, blowing a kiss before standing and shaking the dust off her pelt. One last look at him, and she turned and headed off to find her brother. She was satisfied with her work, and the male? He'd die eventually.

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The Abraxas Brood

Dragon