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Vahalla Adair
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Date Posted: 19:18:53 11/25/02 Mon
name: Vahalla Adair
gender: Mare
appearance: A mare of a coat deeper than night, should you gaze into it you may see stars reflect back at you. Deamon spiked wings crest her back, leathered red with spikes at the joints for armour. Her hooves shine with polished fire, like a shaitan's tounge licked them itself. Her tail and mane are the flowing flame itself, the ends flicker and glow, but no heat comes from this deadly stuff. It passes from a blue glow to a brilliant crimson and back again in an instant, never the same color of flame for more than the blink of an eye. Her eyes are the purest and clearest blue. Like a summers day, with a shy cast of cloud that silvers them and makes them innocent. They lie. They are all that is left of her past (See: PAST)
age: Young, but not young. Ancient, but only when you gaze into her eyes. Her look is timeless but youthful. She is frozen in her most perfect time and physique.
personality: To some or most, she may seem cold. It is only a deep bitterness that has turned to despair that she allows to show. Her self assuredness and strength may be mistaken for a loner. In fact she searches mournfully for others to aid her solace. She can be fun, and playful, if provoked into it.
past: Vahalla Adair is a fallen angel steed, sent from the upper boughs of heaven, to the depths of hell for her betrayals. She carries this burden with her always, and will never forget why she must roam the earth and middle places without returning to her heavenly abode. She finds her comfort in others knowing they are happy and safe, while she takes on their sorrows and pains. Her body imbues anger and sadness, a punishment for being 'too kind' in hell, but not nice enough in heaven.
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