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​Vasilisa Zerael Dragomir
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Full Name: Vasilisa Zerael Dragomir
Sex: Female​ ​
Nickname: Vas
Stage Name: Dragon (to throw people off)
Height: 5'7"
Parents: Edmund and Flora Dragomir
​S/O: Straight
Species: Necromancer, with blessings from hell​
​Age: 21
DRAGON, the Demon Guardian
Vasilisa has a demon guardian. The demon's name is Dragon (ironically as her true form is a Dragon) and protects Vasilisa at all costs.
If seen she is usually just a little girl with long black matted hair, bloody pale skin, white slashed dress, and no shoes. The demon girls teeth as shark teeth and her eyes are empty black sockets that cry blood.
This demon reveals itself when ever she wants to. Vasilisa can't conrol her while Dragon can't control Vasilisa.
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Medieval
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How Vasilisa came to exist: King Edmund had always had fertility issues, no witch and no healer could help him reproduce an child. Their only hope was to put their faith in a satanist, one who knew of a spell to raise a devil from hell. The devil (not satan but a devil ) could grant a wish for a price but no one knew what the price was until the devil decided what it would be. The devil was raised successfully in the throne room after 6 virgins were sacrificed along with 6 goats on a full moon. King Edmund asked for the devil's blessing of fertility so he could conceive with his Queen and produce on heir. The devil's condition was that the child would be connected to hell and that the child must be able to send many souls to hell in her life time. The child would also be granted some form of immortality. King Edmund agreed and 9 months later, Flora Dragomir gave birth to a healthy baby girl.
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This part of her story depends if I use Dragon or not: Upon her birth, a rift in hell was open for a minute, which a demonic Dragon took the opportunity to sneak through and visit the being that created the rift. Dragon took the form of a 9 year old child to visit the infant that she had heard many rumors about in Hell, a human being with the blessings from Hell. Dragon decided to stick around as Vasilisa grew. It didn't take long for Dragon to decide to stay and protect the little princess.
With the following years, the King and Queen discovered Vasilisa could communicate, control, attract and play with the demonic beings from hell. Though they never told her the truth about why she could do these things. As years passed, Vasilisa's necromancer abilities were displayed and the kingdom rejoiced. The last necromancer to rule the Dragomir kingdom was a King 5 centuries before King Edmund, Vasilisa's 5th great grand father.
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Vasilisa Zerael Dragomir has always been the kind of girl who would rather fight than be married off to some Lord. It was like her life had been planned for her since the day she was born. She once over heard her father discussing with many Lords who had sons that he'd pay them handsomely if their son would let her carry on her maiden name if she ever married. Of course many Lords would agree to the deal, but the deal would never follow through due to Vasilisa's lack of agreement.
Vasilisa has been taught to fight and kill since she could walk. It was a Dragomir's trait in the family and in the kingdom to know how to fight. She had been beaten, tortured, and forced to do horrible things to friends and enemies by her own parents.
Once she'd turned 16 she ran away, out of her castle and all the way out of the Dragon's Territory. King Edmund and Queen Flora Dragomir were famous for their wealth an power, they ruled a large amount of land as theirs, the Dragon's Territory that has been passed down through centuries of monarchy. Once Vasilisa left the kingdom, no one knew who she was. But many were looking for her for either the bounty or the return reward. Vasilisa wanted freedom, freedom as an assassin, traveling everywhere except back to the Dragon's Territory.
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Note: Many people are trying to capture Vasilisa to kill and/or capture her for massive amounts of gold. Especially Dragomir Kingdom's knight and soldiers are out on the hunt to find their King's missing daughter and only heir to the Dragomir throne.
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​​Modern Day
Vasilisa Zerael Dragomir was apart of the Dragon's Mafia. Her father Edmund Dragomir was the official leader with her mother Flora Dragomir. It was odd enough that her parents married, but he also had her due to fertility issues with her dad. Her father had taught her at a young age to fight, kill, and create trouble. But in reality, she was more trouble to him. They lived in a manor in New York City. They also had hide outs and 'green houses' outside of the city in towns. They were one of the biggest Mafia's in the world. On the side, she was the Mafia's secret assassin. After the abuse, arrange marriages and mistreatment, Vasilisa fled to discover the beauty in the world on her own.
No longer wanting her life planned anymore, she packed only a back pack full of money and weapons and clothes then ran off. She could be in any city she wants, doing any job that involves killing.
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Child Form
Half-demonic form
Note: I will decide whether I should use Dragon in the RP or not
Starters
Medieval
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A young woman walked through the village and towards the outskirts of the kingdom. The kingdom's name was Teerlin, ruled by Lord MacHeath. The castle was fairly big and so was the village below. They had great resources, since they were beside a forest and the ocean. Mostly every one there was healthy and happy, but still some were hungry and poor. Unlike them, Vasilisa wore a fancy black cloak with it's hood down revealing her face. She wore a black and white corsette with blue ribbon and a black skirt to finish it off. Her boots were black leather knee-high heeled. She carried two big fur satchels that seemed to be full with a lot of personal belongings. Vasilisa's hair was raven black and her skin was fairly pale. Her eyes were a bright electric blue, the kind of blue that made her look witchy. Her lips were a soft pale pink and her body was very feminine and attractive. The sun was setting now, casting it's final bright rays over the land while villagers hurried to finish last minute chores before they had their dinner.
Modern Day
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It​ was night time in Las Vegas. People walked all around as lights beamed down on them from billboards, stores, and car lights. Everyone was dressed from party wear to formal wear. While Vasilisa herself was dressed a little luxurious. She had hair that was soft, straight and raven black. Her eyes were an icy blue while her skin was fairly pale, and her lips were a soft pink. Her dress was strapless and all black. She also wore black fish nets and knee-high heeled black leather boots. Vasilisa is on a hunt for her target that her client, Mr. Bonson, had paid her to exterminate. With her weapons hidden in her boots, she made her way down the busy side walk, searching for a certain person who is going to be her next victim in this busy city.
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Medieval- Vasilisa is summoning your demon character
It was a dark stormy night and mostly everyone in the village nearby was locked up, safely in their homes. But Vasilisa was in mortal danger as she ran through the forest. Hot on her trail were a bunch of bandits that were coming to kill her for her head and the big reward on it. She quickly found an open spot in the forest. In a panic, she remembered a certain symbol and pentagram of a demon, a powerful male demon that has been said to not have been summoned in centuries. Vasilisa quickly drew lines in the visible mud with a large stick she found, chanting in Latin. " Come forth to me, I beg of you. I am Vasilisa Zerael Dragomir, princess of the Dragon's Territory. Powerful assassin and necromancer, one of the most powerful in all the land.." She stated, slitting her palm with a dagger and dripped her blood in a certain symbol in the middle of the pentagram. She then stepped out of the main circle, standing off into the side as the lines ignited on fire. " Come forth to me.." She chanted again. It was of course the demons choice to come or not. Vasilisa stood, her bright blue eyes wide in fear as she heard the yelling of the men get closer.
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2.
The Manor - Modern Day
Vasilisa headed to the more dark end of the city. This was the place where most murders were committed. But, she wasn't sticking around. Vasilisa was walking to the outskirts of the city. After walking for a bit through an unfarmed field she came up to a large rickety manor. The entire property and manor owned by the fight group was for illegal human and supernatural fights. Vasilisa walked up to the large plain wooden french doors with no glass. She then looked at the stern looking guard at the door. " The lion roars." She said, which was the password. The guard nodded, before opening the door for her. Inside, on the main floor, music blasted. Prostitutes walked all over since many of them lived there. As well as some servants to the owner of the manor, walking around with drinks with alcohol and hors d'oeuvre on silver platters. Vasilisa had long black hair and striking blue eyes. She wore a tight white leather long sleeved crop top zip up jacket with a black leather skirt. Her little blue belly button ring stood out, along with the black and blue scales of what looked to be a dragon tattoo on the left side of her waist. But, there was too little skin showing to be sure what the big tattoo was on her left side. Deserting the smoke thickened air, she headed downstairs into the cement filled basement where lounging chairs and seats and cheering people were all over, looking into the ring where the indoor fights were.
Modern Day, new girl at a college party.
It was a dark night, very cloudy with barely any view of the moon and stars. Inside of a large house was a party that belonged to a girl named Ashley. Ashley's parents were gone for the weekend. It was 11 pm on a Saturday night and Vasilisa just arrived. Ashley had invited her since she was new. Many people wanted to get to know her better immediately after she walked in.
Vasilisa had a strikingly mysterious and dark aura with bright electric blue eyes. Her hair was long, black,and straight, going down to her lower back. She wore a neon blue tank top and black spandex short shorts with leather blue thigh-high heeled boots. Inside, music was pounding and drunk girls were stumbling. There were random treats on tables for people to eat as well as a little bar in the main room on the main floor. Vasilisa walked in, getting curious looks since she was new of course.
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Brutal Meeting - Modern Day
The sky was dark with clouds, but as lightning flashed and thunder crashed about there was slight light that illuminated to silent city. Many houses were out of power, people cowering in their homes from the scary storm. Vasilisa was out and about. She was wearing a completely black outfit. Black yoga pants, black shoes, and a black leather jacket with her hood up. The male that she held against his will with his back to the wall let out a straggled cry, that was until she slit the man's throat, the life fading out of him and onto the wet and cold ground below. She had a bit of blood on her cheek, though it wasn't hers. She smirked, whipping her blade clean and sheathing it. The new corpse dropped to the cold wet ground, the blood turning the alley red.
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An Academy - Modern Day
It was beautiful winter day, big white puffy clouds drifting across the sunny sky. Their academy was halfway up a mountain in the middle of a dense forest, though the land and campus was huge. The class rooms were in many different building with a large courtyards all over, just like a large campus. Vasilisa was walking down that path in the courtyard, dragging her suitcase, carry on, and duffel bag along with her on her way forwards to the headmasters office. People in the classrooms began whispering and looking outside the frosty windows down into the courtyard below as the new girl made her way through. Vasilisa was wearing a leather dark grown jacket with black leggings and dark grey boots. Her long black hair spilled over her shoulders. Her eyes were an electric blue, a color that made people double take a look.
The Capture - Medieval
The sun had just set across the land and a private meeting was held in the throne room. The King and Queen sat on their thrones while guards were placed all around the room with every door locked. Many Holy worshipers stood around the room, holding a cross at every exit. All priests of the city were there that evening to display on of their most shocking discoveries. Father Jackson, the Head Priest of the kingdom, stood before the King and Queen. He was a middle aged man wearing his most Holy robes. " Thank you for your attention, as I have mentioned... We have found something, or rather someone, who has disgraced this land for too long. One of my friends, Father Luke, found this specimen in the city of Eyeo. I bring to you, this unholy gift. " Father Jackson then turned backwards, glancing at the main entrance doors to the throne room. " Bring her in. " His voice bellowed.
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The doors burst open, in poured eight more palace guards and four more priests from neighboring cities. Four guards walked in the front, four guards in the back and the four priests each whispering chants and holding a chain connected to an individuals neck. The individual in the center was thin and pale, covered in burns, cuts and bruises. She wore a dark brown dress and a burlap sack on her head. She had a collar around her neck that connected to the four chains, one for each priest to hold that was escorting her. Her wrists were bound and her ankles were bound. All metal was blessed with runes. They escorted her to the very middle of the presentation floor before the thrones, but far enough away she couldn't reach the stairs to the throne.
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As the Queen's brows furrowed and her expression grew with worry, the 8 palace guards dispersed and the entrance doors were shut and locked. Father Jackson then forced the specimen to her knees removed the burlap sack from the persons head, revealing a young woman would couldn't be older than 25. Her long black hair was messy and her electric blue eyes did in fact look witchy. Upon closer investigation, she had burns in the shape of crosses all over her body, black veins all over her fingers, hands, wrists, ankles and neck. Where ever there was metal restraints, there were black veins and burn marks.
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Vasilisa winced at the light, panting heavily. Her heart beat was increased. She looked around, not knowing where she was. Father Jackson seemed pleased they had gotten this far with no more casualties. " Behold, I gift you the presence of an unholy filth, a witch... With the talents of the dark arts. She is in fact a Necromancer, I had seen it with my own eyes. " He declared with an empty cold expression to the king and queen.
