Name: Atermis Delacroix
Alias: Art - Dela
Titles: Atermis the Beauty - Rose Red - Divinity - Rose of the Shadows - Barony of the North
Age: Appears mid twenties - Unable to Physically Age
Race: Greek - German
Species: Siren
Height: 6'1
Weight: Unknown
Body Structure: Lithe - Toned
Classification: Witch
Main Occupation: Philosopher - Enchantress
Minor Occupation: Alchemist - Seducer
Style of Choice: Royal - Noble
Languages: Common - Undercommon - Elven - Ork - Goblin - Drow
Current Location: Gambit's Bar
Current Home: Unknown
Companions: None
Relationship Status: Single
Orientation: Lesbian
Intelligence: Extremely High
Power: Average
Charisma: Extremely high
Agility: High
Dexterity: High
Magic: Extremely High
Relationships:
Family:
Mother - Barony of the East - Deceased
Father - Unknown
Sister - Barony of the West - Alive
Brother - Unknown
Other Kin - Unknown
Disabilities:
1. Must feed from men on a daily basis
2. Has a weakness for beautiful women and other witches
3. Tends to be too truthful for her own good.
Theme Song: Somewhere in Time
Voice Wave: Bad Romance
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Artermis
[quote]I want your leather studded kiss in the sand..I want your love..[/quote] A siren's cry may be beautiful like an angel's kiss yet it's as deadly as a demon's breath..
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
So begins...
Artermis's Story
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Warm winds, that's what it was, warm winds from the south that smelled of the great blue ocean. Sea salt, the fresh and purity of it clashing with the hints of mint, sand, and seaweed. The wind dancing about like a flitting elemental fairy, the outlines of it making up with feathers and flecks of dust and old parchment papers. The form itself was feminine and a harmonic tune came from it, almost angelic of sorts with a celestial voice box ringing music of beauty and joy. The feminine movements were unpredictable, one moment the wind itself would dash about the room before blowing itself out the window before rushing back in to ruffle and throw papers onto the floor. A next moment, it would stay in place within a simple dark corner, the fragments it was made up of glowing off the reflection of the firelight. The music did not let up though, for the angelic beauty that was such music continued onward with its tune.
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She faded into view. Not with overly flashy brilliance of her magical skills, yet something simple as a source of her actions was noted well off when the woman came into view. Like an artistic painting, the colors upon her body, crimson of various tints, began shifting and molding like watercolors before solidifying into her body. Her skin was of cream silk, the supple tint of it almost like wet marble and butter smeared over one another, her eyes alert and full of ancient life but also showing aged beauty. They showed wisdom in the reptilian slits with the bright red-pink of them almost glowing. Red cascading hair like a waterfall of virgin blood upon her bare back and shoulders brushed ever so becomingly just right with curled locks pulled back by a thin bit of black-gray ribbon.
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Her style of choice was almost of a Brothel Barmaid in the Old West, the victorian gown revealing supple and toned legs of lust before sliding outwards by thin membranes of dark gray and black vellum before bounding upwards against her hips and splaying outwards behind her in a thin and simple trail of strings. Crimson matching corset that showed cleavage and beautiful neckline with arms hidden by fingerless black gloves with over-extravagant sleeves that seemed to blend in with the dress itself. Plush welcoming lips puckered up with curiosity as she took a careful step forward to test the ground to see if it was of reality or not before leaning forwards and applying more pressure upon her foot.
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Artermis heard the voice of the reptilian female's compliments. She could only smile at such welcoming words and although she was tempted to begin conversations and drinking which would probably lead to the next day being an awkward moment, she was more focused on obtaining a meal of some some sort to state her hunger. Her supple fingers gripped the sides of her gown, lifting it somewhat for her to walk forwards upon her feet. Her feet. That was the only...oddity about her that she seemed to support proudly. Like some sort of demonic creature or even a bird of predatory form, her legs were perfect yet once one were to follow their gaze just below her knee, they would see hidden forms of scaled legging that showed avian qualities. Like a raptor's foot, her feet consisted of four toes, three in the front with the middle one larger and curving while being double jointed and rising against the palm of the foot, while the back one just above her heel flexed slightly and clicking against the floor.
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The raptor like feet were somewhat webbed as well, showing obvious elemental support of the combination of air and water mixed together, yet most of her odd feet were hidden by well self crafted boots with only the three toes to be revealed. She kept her head down out of respect for others before making her way towards a bar stool and sitting down like a proper woman before resting her hands in her lap.
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Artermis stared at the wooden table for a moment before perking up as a barman was instant to come her way. Damn her beauty! Yet she did not frown as she looked over him. Stout, useless, and obviously would not be forgotten of mysteriously never to be seen again. "Can I help you miss?" he said in the best charming way he could for a semi drunken fat guy would. Atermis smiled deepened, showing her pointed teeth that were like thin needles. "I...was wondering if you may happen to have a meal?" she asked softly with her voice supporting an unknown accent. "Well yes I may missy!" he said while puffing out his chest and grinning in return. Atermis leaned forward to reveal a bit more cleavage before resting her hands under her chin and cooing sweetly. "Well then why not fix me up something nice? Do you have anything in the back that might state my hunger, big boy?"
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The bartender chuckled and leaned forward to slide his own hands under his fat chin. Artermis puckered her lips up and giggled sweetly while leaning forward a bit more to whisper in his ear. The man blushed deeply and nodded before quickly giving a slight yelp and instantly catching Artermis whom had leaped over the table and into the man's arms. He looked around suspiciously before hauling her into the kitchen areas. Expecting and hoping to get some nookie, the barman's life was already condemned by the siren as she kicked her odd feet in the air and giggled. Her pink-red eyes glowed bright, curving nails raking against his fat sweaty neck and under his chin while they disappeared from view. Suddenly, there were loud shrieks and howls of delight, the screams of a man, ore of confusion that quickly turned into horror. Glasses being thrown, plates smashing against the wall and the obvious sounds of a table being turned over could be heard now within the Bar.
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The shrieks of joy and entertainment were obviously inhuman as it seemed to crack a few windows as well as with multiple bottles of alcohol smashing and breaking on the floor. Another cry, this time a male's cry of pain before a heavy body was picked up and thrown against the wall at such a force to knock a few more bottles off their shelves. "Oh...come on sweetheart! Are you giving up that easily!? Your pain! IT FEEDS ME! Your tears are so delicious!!" Atermis cried out in an almost orgasmic may as another unearth howl broke over the man's complaints.
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[color=maroon]"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!!" the bartender cried, obviously in pain and suffering a great deal. Artermis, as usual, was playing with her food out of habit, yet she did not give up on the physical and demoralizing pain that she was dishing out at the male. "Help? HELP!? There shall be no help! Why won't you play with me! Come on! It's not that bad! I don't bite that much!!" she screeched while the back door burst open to reveal blood splatters and obviously a now broken and destroyed kitchen. The barman crawled out frantically, his own blood making him slick across the floor while he looked up at other patrons. His left eye was obviously missing, the now bleeding eye socket squirting blood while his mouth harbored little to no teeth and bleeding gums. Thick gashes over his face and bare arms before Artermis's hand lashed out to wrap around his leg and yank him back in. "Help MEEE!!" She cackled, climbing on top of him while raising her now clawed hand to apply more wounds before looking up at [b]
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Artermis hissed loudly, allowing the blow to hit her head on as she lunged forward before using her hand to grab at the blade. The force of this so called weapon was simple as she sat upon her knees in a defense stance looking up at the stranger. Holding the blade tight in her grip, she squeezed hard, drawing blood upon her hand and grinning almost in a chaotic like way before pulling out a simple flintlock pistol and shoving the gun right at Alan's right inner thigh. She pulled the trigger at an instant, cackling like a madwoman. "BOOM!" before pulling the pistol away and aiming it again at Alan's stomach. This time though, when she pulled the trigger, the damn pistol locked up on her. Cursing loudly, she used her body weight and now his crippled leg to lurch forward before paring his weapon out of his hand. "God damn it a woman can't even fucking eat without the MEN FOLK interrupting! Begone!"
Artermis grinned with delight at the man's cry of pain, yet her actions were quickly diminished as she felt the thick tendrils of darkness creep up her leg. She screamed loudly, more of fright in thinking it was a spider, before being hoisted in the air and flipped upside down. She gasped with confusion, hair splaying out over Alan's lap before being thrown across the room. She crashed into a few standing chairs before tumbling about and smashing her head against the wall quite hard. Artermis screamed in pain before groaning loudly at a thick gash now over her left eye. Her own blood had caused it to close tight and swell up somewhat before sitting up carefully and rubbing the back of her head. "Damn it! That hurt!" she whined as tears began to well up in her eyes.
Artermis [color=maroon]breathed softly, chest rising and falling while being covered with blood as she leaned forward. Her own leg felt broken, yet the reassurance of wiggling toes and just a rather nasty bruise seemed to brighten her up somewhat before more tears dripped down her cheeks. Suddenly, she broke out in song. Her voice borderline celestial with rising and falling unions. The sounds of harps clashing with feminine undertones and flutes echoed from the bloodied maw she called a mouth. The music was rather loud, but charming and full of beauty and light that with being so close, Alan would succumb to an odd blissful state of mind. Almost dumbfounded if one could say. She smiled like an imp, sitting up on her knees and taking a breath before singing out once more. This time, a soft light radiated from her throat in a glowing manner before the same glow appeared around Alan's leg and began healing it. The process was painful, but effective, bone forcing itself back in place before tendons and muscle were reattached.
Artermis was about to strike a blow upon the stranger with her sharp curving nails ready to dig into soft flesh, yet a strong grip from another being forced her to stand up and yank away. But the sudden lurching actions and magical movements caused her to scream in confusion before they were teleported..nay...transported..obviously relocated upon a different spot. She sighed deeply, falling to her knees as her stomach began to gurgle and groan. Such sudden actions always made her motion sick for some odd reason, she gagged hard, vomiting at the stranger's feet before wiping saliva and goop away from her mouth. "I..ugh...damn it..where..what.." she groaned while flopping to her side and gasping for air.
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Warm winds, that's what it was, warm winds from the south that smelled of the great blue ocean. Sea salt, the fresh and purity of it clashing with the hints of mint, sand, and seaweed. The wind dancing about like a flitting elemental fairy, the outlines of it making up with feathers and flecks of dust and old parchment papers. The form itself was feminine and a harmonic tune came from it, almost angelic of sorts with a celestial voice box ringing music of beauty and joy. The feminine movements were unpredictable, one moment the wind itself would dash about the room before blowing itself out the window before rushing back in to ruffle and throw papers onto the floor. A next moment, it would stay in place within a simple dark corner, the fragments it was made up of glowing off the reflection of the firelight. The music did not let up though, for the angelic beauty that was such music continued onward with its tune.
”
“
She faded into view. Not with overly flashy brilliance of her magical skills, yet something simple as a source of her actions was noted well off when the woman came into view. Like an artistic painting, the colors upon her body, crimson of various tints, began shifting and molding like watercolors before solidifying into her body. Her skin was of cream silk, the supple tint of it almost like wet marble and butter smeared over one another, her eyes alert and full of ancient life but also showing aged beauty. They showed wisdom in the reptilian slits with the bright red-pink of them almost glowing. Red cascading hair like a waterfall of virgin blood upon her bare back and shoulders brushed ever so becomingly just right with curled locks pulled back by a thin bit of black-gray ribbon.
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Casual Tuesdays, the random moments of the week where she didn't wear over excessive and flashy clothing that showed off her body. She was not in her common witchy attire tonight, nay she wore shorts, showing off her supple legs that ended with raptor-like feet in thick boots. The obvious three toes poking out at the foot of the boot with the larger one rising every once and a while with each step she took. Crimson hair pulled back into a ponytail and obviously alert gaze darting about encouraged her to adjust her simple black top to hide a bit of her flat belly. She sighed somewhat, lips puckering up like plump cherry slits before a whistle escaped from her mouth. She canceled out the whistle and reverted to soft hums as she sat down with a small brown drawstring bag upon her back.
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Artermis brushed a strand of hair from her face leaning forward to grab a shot glass and look around in hopes of finding a tender. When none came she decided to serve herself by grabbing a bottle of Jack and poured herself a nice glass. She sniffed the contents, enjoying the almost peppery and zesty undertone of it before taking a sip and tapping her sharp curving nails upon the wooden table.
Artermis dug her nails into the table, making thin lines and enjoying the sounds and feel of the sawdust against her fingers. She bit her lower lip, grinning stupidly before wiggling her hips and giggling softly. Soon enough, she lifted her fingers off the table and shaking the gunk off with ease. "Bah..I feel like a damn cat when I do that..." she mumbled lightly while picking out a splinter and throwing it over her shoulder.
Artermis sat down in an open bar booth, relaxing in her seat as she gave a great sigh. Today she appeared almost in a pirate like style: simple blouse top with baggy sleeves that showed off her bare shoulders and stiletto heeled boots with the toes torn out to show her bird-raptor like toes. She hummed softly, resting her hands in her lap while blinking her crimson eyes. Blood hair clashing with black highlights sat in a curled manner, the hair itself pulled up into a messy bun with two silver spikes poking out. Artermis smiled softly, plush rose lips puckering up as she adjusted her corset just right before perking up at a female waitress whom wished to take her order. "Gin..on the rocks.." she said softly before sliding a few extra coins into the woman's hand as she walked away. Moments later, the waitress returned with a simple glass filled with ice and a dark brown bottle, placing the contents on the table and leaving Artermis be. The siren looked down at the glass, pouring her own drink and sipping it softly to enjoy the spicy warmth sliding down her throat.
Artermis felt quite content and relaxed in her seat, slouching low as she pushed the booth seat back and pulled her feet up on the table. The raptor like feet black and yellow clawed feet tapping against the table while she hummed softly. Drink in hand and eyes darting about with curiosity, she let her crimson eyes befall upon the goat child nearby and hearing his complaints. Artermis leaned forward somewhat, leaning with curiosity before taking another sip of her gin on the rocks.
Artermis blinked, grinning somewhat to hide her sharp teeth before removing her bird feet from the table and chuckling. "Salutations!" she said in a Roman accent while sliding her hands forwards in hopes for a hand shake. "You're a curious sort actually, it has been years since I have seen Ixiban...erm..goat folk, around. Where do you hail from child?" she asked while leaning forward to rest her hands on her knees. "And you smell sick...are you ill?"
Artermis frowned deeply, quickly lashing out with her hand by grabbing the gopher thing off the goat child's back by the cuff of his neck. "Now now! If he says no then that means no!" she snapped before dropping the gopher thing on the floor and turning her attention back at the goat. "Oh yes, Ixiban is a kind of species...although you appear more like a Satyr.." she added while looking over him with curiosity. She grabbed her drink, taking another sip before refilling it back up with more gin.
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