Date Posted:13:52:04 10/06/01 Sat Author: Dima-Braeden Subject: **The sound of pounding thunder rolls up and down the desolate hills**
**A dark form appears atop the hills, ebony mane lashing in the wind that would easily topple any mere mortal. her eyes like dying embers glare down at the valley, as all eyes turn towards the new form of this slight femme, silouheted by the moon. a horn of brass sprouts from between her crimson orbs, spiraling to a razor point, stained with the blood of her more fortunate victims. those less fortunate still live, though every day they pray for their death to their minor gods, those who promise them peace and harmony. ha! she had shown them the peace that worshiping any but the true dark lord would bring. She lifts a single onyx hoof, shod in black diamonds, and brings it down onto to the stone with a crack, jolting the others from their mystified reverie. she turns, and slowly decends the hill, approaching she who calls herself Hellfyre, acid burning in her blood-red eyes. her tail lashes her quarters, leaving dark welts that heal instantly as she stares down the queen of evil.** I am Dima-Breaden, Powerful Warrior or the Dark Valley. I wish to join here, in your campaign against the light. I follow the teachings of Lilka, the warrior maiden and no other.** She takes a step closer, her breath like that of a hot fire** do not attempt to conquer me, for I follow the one true dark lord, Gazit, and none shall turn me from my quest for him. **with that last word she breaks her fiery gaze and rears back upon well-toned hinds, spins, and gallops away, sparks erupting from where her diamond shod hooves strike the stones**
Name: Dima-Breaden
Age: immortal, ageless
color: pure ebony with blood-red eyes and a solid brass horn stained a dark red from the dried blood of her victims
Personality: if you read the above message, you shouldn't even have to ask
Note: Dima-Breaden follows the leadings of the dark lord Gazit(who I just made up, so don't feel bad that you've never heard of him before) and the Warrior Maiden Lilka. these are her gods and the one thing that she fights for. she does not serve anyone, and will not belong to anyone.
