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CONTINUE READING AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION Severa can be a vulgar character with a swaying moral compass. She is known for fluctuating moods and serious instability. Partaking in less than favorable deeds and some sensitive topics that are often documented in her profile.

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holsteiner X morgan X quarter horse X paso fino
15.3 hands high at the wither
grey and black (mimics blue roan in ways)
milky white pupiless eyes
decorative silver jewelry with moon pieces
two uneven lengthed horns in a twisted wood like fashion
Standing at fifteen and three hands is a equine forged by many of breeds. A true Heinz 57 mutt so to speak but if you are really all that interested you would be fascinated to know that she is of Holsteiner, Morgan, Quarter Horse and Paso Fino in mixture. A body of monochrome colors, lacking any sort of vibrant array. Pieced together with light muscles giving off a very athletic look, do not be fooled though she can pack a ram full of weight and hatred. That which she sees through are two milky white pupiless eyes. In between those eccentric eyes she possesses two horns, fleshed of bone but crafted in a way they seem like wood. Twisted up and sharp enough to piece skin with little effort. To top her off she is adorned with decorative silver jewelry that contains pieces of silver crafted into the shape of a crescent moon.

Severa is a woman of many, many things. Her mind has surpassed so many levels of sanity. This soul is dangerous, manipulative, sneaky, seductive, clingy, aggressive and even disgusting. But this soul is capable of things it had been forever believed to be incapable of, both good and bad. Testing the waters between neutral and evil, playing two parts in one role. Proceed with caution. One may never know how she will betray you or ‘love’ you.

It always starts out so simple but for some it becomes very difficult, very quickly. Your childhood births you. It is your right of passage into your mind. It’s a growth unlike any other. Severa’s unfortunately, was a severe neglect case. One of the most loving and bright mothers of all time was capable of disowning and punishing one of her own. A turning point in her mother's life and a point of direction for hers. She grew up with interests in forbidden arts, the dark witchcraft that drew her in so deeply she could not resist. Sacrificial things and the like. She was an interesting young soul to say the least. Just as odd and out of place as her mother made her to be. Except the older she got the worse her mother portrayed her as. Until they all believed Severa was a plague to this world, made of black magic and the next eradication of equine kind. Her own mother then banished her at the age of three to a black and dark portal.

She spent five years inside this empty place. The place with no sound, no air, no food, no water, no light. It was cold and brutal. Numbing yet oddly torcherous. In this time alone she developed two very different personalities. One made up of the better parts of her and another made from the more terrible parts. The witch was literally split in half and continued to slide into a very emotionally unstable place. When the portal gave way, opening and dropping her in the passage of Caeleste she began to wiggle her way back into life. Active life. Developing her more and more into who she is becoming. Paranoid. The slightest inconvenience will send her over the edge. She will think the very worst possible outcome of any situation. Causing her extreme distress and conflict within herself. Which often leads to frustration and aggression. Wicked tongue is whipped with great force, unfair to many. Her jolts of physical violence start to become more often. It takes weeks to settle her out of intense paranoia.

Guarded. Emotionally unavailable to the commitment extent. Love is not something she has felt or knows how to feel. Instead she feels possession. Unwilling to share or release them. Like a spider catching a fly. If it tries to escape the spiders grasp the spider will attempt to eat it. She might literally eat you, alive. By manipulation, aggression, treachery, or she might even physically eat you. But she will prove to be a problem to you very quickly. Sometimes though, people are drawn to her web. Fascinated and interested. Those are the ones she really likes, a pleasantry, she takes pride in slowly dismantling you. I do not think she will ever truly love someone enough to be their only. To be the one that would sacrifice themselves for each other. To be the true definition of selfless love. She is far too gone to ever be capable of that.

Forward but also hidden, will say anything she desires to you but will never show true feelings towards the occurrence. Instead she will either display herself as angry or bland, lacking any emotion at all. If she is not playing a role, she is reserved to two ways of communicating. So very hard to explain for a very easy reason to understand, because you can’t it is just pure crazy. Sometimes though she can also be real bitchy and snarky, to the point and annoyed. Those are her fairly low days. The ones where she has stopped fighting internal conflicts and just given up so she can rest. If you interact with her in this state you will be tolerated only, there is no fight or care in her at this state. Often a reckless and scary place she comes to everyone once in a while.

Struggling with being torn into two very different people. Referring to her other half as a demon whom she has named It. Because of childhood she was led to believe she was the antichrist of sorts. A threat to all mortals and a predator in this world. When it comes to life and speaks with her it is not an actual demon like she thinks, instead it is her. Just the darker her. You can say she struggles with a sense of identity. The constant afflictions with her own self has caused the disease she has to increase significantly, to an unstable and unhealthy mental status.

There is always something to achieve, something to prove. The witch needs purpose, goals, something to foresee in the future. She grows bored and wary of life when it moves slow. There always needs to be a game at play. Something to win. Otherwise she fears she is becoming plain and worthless. Always feeling so worthless, useless, unwanted as a child has left scars on her mind. These scars sway her to keep going and that settling is never an option. You can say she is a motivated soul, for anything and everything that crosses her desires or necessities. To prove that she can do anything and that she is not useless or an evil plaguing this world.

Her persona has a face of any. Anything she needs to be to fulfill the next journey. She can spin lies as if they were truths, be valuable to some and show kindness to others. Giving what is sought. She can act emotions she does not truly know how to have, let alone understand. If one can sense her, call her out, it is not because they are smart or had a feeling, it is because at some point she grew lazy and bored and had to spice things up a little. That is all.

She grows busier by the day. Sometimes caught actually talking to herself. Some even whisper she bleeds a cup of her own blood every night to feed the demon in her when it comes to play. So who will she be tomorrow? Or next year? We do not know. We only know what she is growing to be now. And that is a terrifyingly creepy, crazy witch lost on the mortal plane.

Severa is the product of Abdullah Anemone and the unknowing father, Zaerael. Conceived by very dark magic in a land known as Aashirya. You must understand that Abdullah was a very old, immortal and powerful witch but she was light, kind, and very brave. She was infertile and resorted to very dark and forbidden things out of her obsession with wanting an heir. A child. Something to love for the rest of her life. Zaerael was walking upon the beach that Abdullah ruled. They shared company for a time but never went past friendly small talk. The grand witch however stole a strand of his hair for donor purposes. Unknowing he would ever be a father she sent him on his way to never see him again. It was not long after that Severa was born.

It always starts out so simple but for some it becomes very difficult. Your childhood births you. It is your right of passage into your mind. It’s a growth unlike any other. Severa’s unfortunately, was a severe neglect case. One of the most loving and bright mothers of all time was capable of disowning and punishing one of her own. A turning point in her mother's life and a point of direction for hers. She grew up with interests in forbidden arts, the dark witchcraft that drew her in so deeply she could not resist. Sacrificial things and the like. She was an interesting young soul to say the least. Just as odd and out of place as her mother made her to be. Except the older she got the worse her mother portrayed her as the problems of Aashirya’s current madness. Until they all believed Severa was a plague to this world, made of black magic and the next eradication of equine kind. Her own mother then banished her at the age of three to a black and dark portal.

She spent five years inside this empty place. The place with no sound, no air, no food, no water, no light. It was cold and brutal. Numbing yet oddly torcherous. When the portal gave way, opening and dropping her in the passage of Caeleste she began to wiggle her way back into mortal life. Was greeted back into the living life by Isadora. Her first experience in the world again was pleasant, attractive and interesting. She grew to like that mare quite a lot. Her first obsessive interaction. One meet and she thought of the gal quite often. Met Skjol and Vaermina during her stay in the City. At the saloon of all places, alcohol is something she should avoid at all costs, it only accentuates her issues. Skjol was a fresh loser of some battle, to some immortal thing (he despised because of magic). Vaermina at his side like a loyal dog or something. Left her interested in Skjol but not interested enough to divulge in further matters. Short talk and she was off to her bedroom upstairs. Got caught by a girl named Poppy while using a rat as a sacrifice. Very annoyed by that intrusion. Definite dislike, first soul she loathed here.

Broke stuff at the castle in Hemanta, of course things in her own room but then was interrupted by a young girl. Already in a sour mood she said hateful things and showed very aggressive behavior. Does not care to recall this night or that girl. Runs in the election for next Hemanta Empress. Lost to Ciaran. Stumbled quickly into a very dark place and needed to catch a break. Left the highlands and went back to the city. Fate provided Samael to her on her trip to the saloon again. Instead of two losers chatting, it was an interesting man that captured a very intense desire in her. First man to go deep beyond the surface. That is a night that put forth in motion a very wild set of events. While traveling home to Hemanta domain she passed the burning of Vasanta. The place Skjol had mentioned. Severa quickly assumed the man was as capable of killing anything, especially by the misery of fire. Intrigued she stops to speak with him.

Confronts Ciaran about the election, asking her to prove why she would be best. Given bullshit and walked away with it to begin her plots against the empress. Travels to Hemanta’s Shrine and pleads for a companion. Was gifted Lorelai! Shortly after, Ciaran called upon Severa to discuss the crowns transfer of ownership. Ciaran felt the need to give her the crown. Without hesitation Severa jumped at the opportunity. A quick rise, nothing could be better than that. She did not even have to lift and finger and get dirty for it.

Holds a herd meeting after taking the title of Empress. Lays down laws and gives her speech with little room for argument. She vows to improve the domain and quickly, using only loyal subjects. Removing all Hemanta citizens that did not come to the meeting, casting them into the wilderness without a home. First crucial moments of her reign and the most defining of them all. She laid out for everyone to see just what kind of business she truly meant. Speaks with a few citizens afterwards. Kicked out two souls seeking refuge but not permanent loyalty. And even appointed some to the military. What a wild evening.

Within the week she travels to the Dead Horse Ridge with Io Kairavi, Itarillë, and Pisces to meet Empress Castiella. However, along the way the four stop in the city. Severa hires a craftsman to build them carts. They set off again. On their travels they encountered the raven warning the wandering souls to choose the right alignment. Little did any of them know what this was going to be leading up to. The group moved on quickly. Entering Shishira territory she shortly thereafter met the queen and had a less than satisfying interaction. On the way home the team pics up the three carts and takes them back home. Asks Hemanta for magic, received the magic but had an awful reaction to it. Leaving her to believe Hemanta was playing a cruel joke on her giving her faulty abilities. The very next day she marched back and demanded the deity to fix her magic. Emerald stone gifted.

Meets Illyria in the Passage and brings her home on a week trial period, to see if the girl would like to stay here permanently. Quite fond of her, she keeps an eye on her closely. Began to have nightmares about Samael. Well technically they started as okay dreams of him and that night but then at the end they turned into a terrifying hell. Growing discomfort in their excess she tasks Tangere with finding him and delivering a message.

Sincere amount of time passes on, quickly and rather choppy. There are many things she cannot recall after the dreams of Samael. Though she does remember growing a very entrapping obsession with Ki'irha, giving her regent status of Hemanta and luring her into her lovers web. In fact the world gets very groggy here. The last thing she remembers is standing atop the hill with Ki'irha waiting on Ace, another land leader, that she was going to turn away an alliance with. The two maidens of night awaiting an unknown future... and then the world went blank. Severa awoke after being yelled at in her dreams by Lorelai. Upon waking the loyal canine companion was no where to be seen. Ki'irha was gone. And Severa, well she was somewhere completely new. Alone. Again.

When calling upon her ability to create false reality the moon is her true source of power. As such her sorcery is more accurate and true in the hours of night. In order for her to use her power properly in daylight she must have spent her day exhausting very little energy and social interaction. Additionally if she is interrupted physically during an illusion, her concentration breaks thus destroying the illusion immediately. Her magic is simply a game of fun and nothing more than that. Completely incapable of causing true physical harm within, however the mind is another story and that is up to the victims writer to decide if it affected the soul at all.

"They say that illusions are only dreams but what if illusions were so powerful, they were more than just a dream. Instead they can be suffocating reality with the flicker of on and off. Based on the will, desires and imagination of a being less than favorable in the eyes of the adequate. Imagine the chaos one illusion could bring to many souls. Imagine believing that your child was not yours simply by the mirage that the mother was unfaithful. Could you imagine what manipulation could be achieved by such a dream?"

Lorelai

Arctic Wolf

A bulky Arctic Wolf companion by the name of Lorelai was gifted to Severa by Hemanta in the fall of year five. Severa provided the necessary means to bring the wolf back to life and attache wings. She is marked with particular markings related to Severas past. Sizing wise she is the smaller size for her breed and sex, being twenty five inches tall and three feet long. This gal is very loyal to Severa and is often considered the better half of her, however Lorelai is just as dark and twisted as her bonded. In her previous life she was however a light, kind and gentle being but after being brought back to life... the other side opened a portal and allowed a darkness to attach to her. Just as her bonded, Severa, Lorelai has a tainted soul. Unlike some companions that may speak freely, she is connected only to Severa through mind and cannot physically or mentally speak to others unless it is another of her own specie.

NOTES:
- 3ft tall
- 85lbs
- Light lilac eyes with emerald speckles, white and very light grey fur.
- Adult Arctic Wolf
- previously deceased animal that was resurrected by Severa with the help of a previous lands god, this canine is 'undead' so it does not have a heartbeat or other life characteristics EXCEPT an appetite.