Post by Noxaura on Jun 29, 2017 4:19:01 GMT
Noxaura, The Demon of Love
 | 21 Female Chieftess Outcasts Monstrous Nightmare Bisexual |
Demon of Love | The Enchantress | The Chaos Bringer | The Torturer |
Appearance
Large strips of muscle are coiled around the heavy set frame of this woman and cloaked in sun kissed skin. Her hair falls length against her body, soft ringlets of curls flowing around her face. The very texture and color of her hair is like that of finely woven gold when she is in the light, especially in moonlight. Her tall and curved body may seem to be the most beautiful part of her, but her eyes have claimed that title instead. They are layered with navy blue, purple, and turquoise with splashes of pink in them. They look like the night sky that is graced with an aurora. Her hands hold a special surprise for those that get to close, fingernails filed down to a point like cat claws. Despite her strength her form screams out that she is female as the muscle is more streamlined rather then put on like clumps of clay. Her lips are a soft peach color and a soft scar runs across her forearm as a small trophy of war.
Personality
Noxaura appears to be bubbly and seemingly naive to those she first meets. Little does her prey know that she is planning on how to eliminate them should they come close to who she has become obsessed with at the time being. Once she has locked onto a target for her obsession, normally a male but can be a female if she desires them enough, she will stop at nothing to make sure they stay hers. Even going as far as killing the person she has become obsessed with. She will keep a body part, normally a claw/nail or a fang, so that she will never be separated from them. Any might try and give her affection but to her it will never be enough for her yearning soul.
She will destroy anything that gets in her way, in any way that she can. Mentally, physically, or even spiritually she will break whatever has gotten in her way. She does not discriminate against gender, age, or species, no one is safe from her unyielding wrath. There has only been a spare few times when her affection has been won to where she might try and have a sane relationship with someone. The only way she will try and have a sane relationship is if someone beats her in fair combat. Even after that they are still not safe, she will want to have children with that creature as fast as she possibly can, even going as far as force breeding the next time she sees that creature. This is her version of "payment" or an exchange of sorts, almost like a deal with the devil. In her mind it is a payment for the life of the creature that beat her. She created this to keep her fighting spirit strong and so she has the last laugh or at least some form of blackmail. It is her own exchange and she will never take no for an answer.
When she has no obsession she seems very normal, it would appear that she has split personalities. She will begin to act kind and somewhat timid when entering this state. When she is in this state she will actually claim that she believes that rape and killing is wrong, and when confronted with her previous actions she will claim to have no memory of it. Her mind has created this separate personality to cope with her own insanity, but it is more used as a security system. This system is used to create a facade of "innocence" so that she can attempt to keep herself from being "found out". She will also appear to have no attraction to any other creatures. She will not enter this state when she is pregnant, she will not however begin to try and "claim" another obsession while pregnant.
History
Noxaura was born as an only child, her siblings being born still. Maybe it was this that made her parents crack down on her. They made her learn aspects of fighting, hunting, and healing. They were determined to make sure that their only daughter would survive. The only thing that they failed to do was act like parents. They would never care about what she wanted to do, only what they had wanted her to do and what would keep her alive. As she was growing up she didn't realize what had been going on, in fact she thought it was normal. it was when she had become an adult that it hit her hard.
Her parents would not let her leave the house and would constantly put her through rigorous training exercises even after she became an adult. On the rare days when she wasn't being watched, normally when her parents had to go and hunt together, she would sneak out and see the world. She soon fell in love with a man named Narkudi. He was far darker in color with blue eyes. She would see him often when out on her own, but she could never bring herself to talk to him. The one thing she did not know about him was that he was a terrible flirt when it came to females.
Now he had also begun to notice Noxaura, it was quite hard to miss her seemingly gold woven hair and tan skin. Now everyone knew about her and her family so he knew how rare it was when he did see her. Even so he viewed her as a challenge, one he would win. He had been dared by the other men in a village not far from Noxaura's own to make none other then Noxaura herself to fall in love with him. Narukdi accepted and began to talk to Noxaura. Noxaura fell madly in love with Narukdi, after all he appeared to be sweet and often whispered sweet nothings into her ear when they met. Of course he won the challenge and his family was paid heavily from the bets they had taken. Unfortunately he would not be able to revel in his glory.
Noxaura's parents had found out and they tried to attack Narukdi, they were stopped by the council and no harm was done to the young man. Noxaura's parents settled instead on keeping an even closer eye on their daughter. She would still sneak out, but under the cover of night. She still loved Narukdi with all of her heart, but he hadn't been showing up to their normal meeting places. She would go there every night and try to find him with no luck. It wasn't until she showed up underneath the full moon that she saw what had taken up Narkudi's time. He had been with another woman, her tawny skin and electric blue eyes were lovely in the moonlight. Noxaura's heart was not broken however, it was simply filled with rage. Not rage towards her beloved but rage towards the woman who had bewitched him. She had finally snapped, and now they were going to pay the price.
It had been a week since she had confronted the female that had bewitched her beloved. Each day she could see his unrest from her small window in her study. She smiled to herself as she promised her beloved would always be hers. She would often see him with other females or males and it filled her with rage. How dare they try and take her beloved, they were simply trying to bewitch him so that he would leave her! After a month she was still watching her beloved even after he tried to push her away. After all it was just those he was around, they were bewitching him. But her parents said they were moving away to a new land, meaning they were trying to take away her beloved. She snapped and killed them in a blind rage. She knew that her parents were only trying to take her away from her beloved. Well no more! He would be hers no matter what! She still loved her parents however, so she ripped out one of her mothers eyes and one of her fathers teeth the tendons and sinews still attached to carry around with her. Then in the cover of night she snuck into her beloveds home and silently killed his family before heading to his room. She cooed out a few sweet words, waking him. He stared at her blood soaked form in horror. Now you will be mine. She killed him and swallowed his heart so that he would stay with her for all eternity.
After that she fled the world she had known, finding herself washed up on Outcast Island and taken in by Alvin the Treacherous. She was trained by them and slowly became her own weapon. She filed her nails to look like cat claws and bared her teeth at anyone who decided to get on her bad side. Often she grew obsessed over those that showed themselves worthy of her affections, killing each in turn when they failed to show loyalty. Finally she grew tired of how things were run, when Alvin went soft. She challenged him to a duel and took his head, a small scar upon her right arm being her trophy of war. With her new title of chieftess she now intends on bringing back the glory of the Outcasts former war tainted selves.
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