Name: Omie Wise
Sex: Female
Race: Humanish/Nymph
Alignment: Sometimes good, Sometimes evil, sometimes neutral
Lover: --
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Stats:
HP: 500
Hit: +30
Property: Gravity
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"The story I want to tell you has no happy endings. In this story, things are taken away, and never again recovered. In this story, love and good...does not prevail."
The room is dark, bathed in the deep cobalt colored stones that made it. Aqua and Orange glyphs glow upon the wall, casting the only light into the room. In the middle, there is a stone pillar, wide, and tall. Heavy chains clad with paper wards and charms come up from the floor, holding the pillar in place. The sound of breathing could be heard in the stale silence of the room.
Attached to the pillar, bound in shackles and chains, was what appeared to be nothing more than a mere girl, yet the wards placed on the chains were those used to seal evil, monsters, demons.
Put here by the gods, a living sacrifice that could never die, so long as she was bound by those charms. She was a seal, a lock to keep something contained, but what?
After centuries, she had stopped struggling against the chains that bound her, waiting for a death that would never come. Her heart continued beating, though the love and goodness in it withered, and died. Light had fallen into shadow, a wistful dream of revenge growing inside her. It spread like a spiral, never-ending, awakening those living in Asgard to her presence.
"Its lonely and dark here...won't somebody please set me free?"
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