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The Raven Demoness
A demoness who likes to weave her way into the 1%, find rich old men (who, let’s face it, are the epitome of sin) and absolutely wreck their lives. But, not without taking a vast sum of their money first, of course. After all, being in The City doesn’t come with a paycheck! And she’s always had a bit of a materialistic streak. She’ll say it’s to keep up the visage of her playing a wealthy, tantalising mistress. But we all know the truth...
Marchosias is a character made for the RP group S.U.C.C but is also available to have interactions outside of the group and it's world.
Character
Likes
- Brand Names
- Diamonds
- Large Fur Coats
- The Chase
Dislikes
- Fashion Flops
- Cats/ Dogs
- Repetition
- Smoke/Fire
Trivia
- Her evolution from raven to demon took about 25 years.
- Perfume of choice is Coco Noir from Chanel.
- Has been known to murder some exceptionally disgusting targets during the punishment process.
- Despite her Ice Queen demeanour, she has a certain fondness for fresh flowers.
Stats
Skills
Sight/ Illusionary
Has the ability to allow regular mortals to see her true form and the forms of other supernatural beings. She also has the ability to create advanced illusions, which activate all 5 senses within a person instead of just sight - however, she must be within 5 meters of the person to achieve this level of illusionary magic.
Shapeshifting
Not so much a skill as it is part of what she is. When in her natural form, if angered or shocked to a point, her appearance can change very slightly - this however is purely a change in appearance - she gets no extra powers or strength with this change.
She can also adopt the form of a mortal, to blend in with humans, and live among them.
Helheim's Call
Basically just like a phone call to Hell. She only ever uses it to contact Mammon.
Humble Beginnings...
The tale of Marchosias, is that of the fallen, but not in the way you’re imagining. Marchosias wasn’t always a powerful and otherworldly creature, but instead, a simple bird. Fresh, and new. Barely having known the world, and yet not long for it. A frail, and weak thing, abandoned by parents who were forced to flee a volatile, and dystantropic environment. One it seemed she was destined to behold. Everything broken and shattered around her, life was no longer existent amongst the pine needles she called home. She was alone, unable to move or speak, a pitiful end for the short life of such a creature.
And it would have been, had there not been a quiet shuffling in the sand. The sound of feet moving, moving, and then stopping. A gentle pressure as two large shovels scooped under her fragile body and raised her from amidst the ash. A coldness overcame her… such a coldness that sent a shiver down her spine and a spike of fear to her heart. A dark feeling so foreboding that urged her to run away and never speak of this - but she knew she couldn’t. A soft breath amongst her feathers beckoned her to crane her weak neck, to open her eyes to see what manner of creature had captured her in the middle of oblivion. “Look at me, little one.” The voice that came chilled her to the bone, but it was as if she was no longer a bird - but a puppet. She fought the spell but it was too strong, her little body moved of its own volition, her head lifted up, and her eyes just peeked open to lay upon the monstrosity that had her within its grasp.
The sight of the beast before her expelled a fearful chirp, but it only garnered an amused, soft laughter from the creature. Although on the very brink of death, her sliver of life seemed to impress the beast. As he introduced himself as Mammon, he offered her a deal. He would give her life again, and make her powerful beyond her wildest imaginings. In return? She would give him her soul, and serve him for the rest of time.
A soul and endless servitude seemed like a trivial price to pay for a small bird.
"Darling, if I wanted to dress like a pig, I would go roll around in the mud, like the common people."
Mammon
[ Father Figure ]
Mammon is the demon that gave Marchosias life. Throughout her early childhood, and into her adult years, he raised and took care of her as if she was his own daughter. She very much sees him as a father figure, and holds nothing but affection for the demon.
