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Date Posted: 00:10:57 05/23/02 Thu
Author: Aria Christophel
Subject: > the darkest night <

/Full name: Aria Rose Christophel/

\Age: Seventeen summers\

/Gender: Of the desired/

\Appearance: Refer to imagery\

/Personality: Aloof. Broody. Venomous. Accusing. Anti-social/

\History: The only child of an eccentric poet and a hysterical hypochondriac, it�s easy to see that life has not always been kind to this fiery beau. Taken from her parents at the tender age of four, Social Services placed her under the care of an evangelist who primed on strict, Christian upbringings. However, this fiery imp did her best to defy the will of her carer and was soon dumped in an orphanage. The Nuns who ran the establishment described her as a �high maintenance rule breaker� who formed close bonds with one or two other girls and yet shied away from social groups. After being adopted by a middle age couple at the age of eleven, she soon grew to love her new home and the people around her. However, fate did not stay kind to her for long. Arriving home from school when she was just fifteen, she rounded the corner to a horrific blaze. Her adopted parents, all her belongings, and most importantly her life, went up in flames that night. Unable to find the strength to get help or help the people trying to put out the flames, she sank to her knees and wept, crying away the last threads of hope. After the horrific ordeal, she roamed the streets, evading help and good will in the thought that fate would deal her a damned hand again. She made friends with a local gang; they didnt go by any specific name, but they were notorious for causing trouble and just being regular larrikins. After a while, the trouble making went too far and she left, just before the head male and all his assosciates were caught for breaking and entering and attempted murder. And now she is here, waiting and hoping for something good to come her way.\

/Menagerie: Occult [black TB; stallion], Laslo [gray Clydesdale; gelding], Jazz [tabby feline; male], Calico [Kitty hawk; male]/

[w00t. g�day you lot! I�m Jenni, player of li�l Aria. �noogies- Yes, I come from The Land Downunder �stands on head- And I�m pleased to meet y�all! ^___^]

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