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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 11:43 am
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Name: Sally Spectre Nicknames: Sally Breed: Ghost Generation: 1st About: In her first life, she once had a lover. He strived to do everything right and even treated her well. His views went against some people in their home town and when word spread that he'd found love with a pretty red haired girl, she became a target. Three men came and took her away, hiding her in an abandoned house to lure her beloved out. When news of her abduction reached his ears, he naturally set out to save his lover from harm.
They pandered the belief on to him that they'd killed her. Outraged he was driven mad with his grief of her loss and killed the men, smashing the last one's face with a rock and listening to him burble and drown in his own blood. Some how, Sally had freed herself from her restraints and ran from her hiding place to stop her beloved. Finding she was late she dropped to her knees and sobbed. She knew what the villagers would do to him for murder. He had been relived to see her alive. Running to her, he'd embraced her,staining her clothes with the blood he was covered in.
When a few villagers come upon the two of them all they saw were the mangled bodies of the "victims" and both Sally and her lover covered in blood and standing by. Naturally they believed she'd had a hand in it. Her lover had pleaded with her to flee and run to safety. She'd tried and actually thought she had managed to find safety and freedom, that was when they captured her. She sat in a cell while the crowd gathered at the hanging. Something had snapped in her lover's mind as she heard him calling for her to join him in the tree, to meet him once more. Truthfully it terrified her. All the same, though she'd been innocent of the murders they tried her. She'd told her story, told them what had happened but they wouldn't hear a word of it. Her guilt had been decided before the trial had even started. She'd expected to be made to wear the same rope necklace they'd given her lover but instead the forces he'd opposed so harshly had their own idea of retribution. They made a public bond fire and tied her to the steak. They called her witch and criticized her for her wrong doings. Neighbors,friends and even some family threw fuel to the fire or even just spit on her as they passed. No.. that didn't kill her..
A storm had come and rained hard on the area. The fire died but not till it had burned her hair and flesh mostly away. They covered her in bandages and even then in agony she had a slow death. It is now.. these many years later something stirred and her spirit has awaken... why and by who's calling, she doesn't know. All she knows is that she was granted some form of a second chance. Orientation: Unknown Images: Adult Parents: n/a Siblings: n/a Mate: None (too young) Offspring: N/A Likes: Dislikes: RP Color:
RP Ongoing:
RP Finished:
Breedings: 1: 2: 3:
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