Sophitia Alexandra

[Sophitia Alexandra]

Sing For Absolution¡¿



quote or song line to describe character

“what is your name?’ “legion {Anthony}... for we are many {21}.’
“summoning the old man{pm} takes{Draven Mcknight}.’
“hell is any place{EST} on earth over a matter of years{At least 6}.’
“the power of Christ{Werewolf} compels you.’

tiptoe to your room a starlight in the gloom
i only dream of you and you never knew

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[/b] Sophitia Alexandra
Nickname:; Mainly will go by Sophie or Tia, Has other's but doesn't talk much of them anymore.
Age:; about 600 years old
Birth Date & Place:; Modern day Germany, 1400's
Species:; Werewolf
Gender:; Female
Sexuality:; Bi, but has gone pretty much strictly to girls
Occupation:; Borderline psychotic weapon smith, Formerly a proffesional soldier (could be considered a mercernary.)
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lips are turning blue a kiss that can't renew
i only dream of you my beautiful

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[/b]Jordana brewster
Hair Color:; black
Eye Color:;brown
Height:; 5' 10"
Weight:; 115 lbs
Perfections:; her body as far as shape.
Flaws:; Has several scars from fights, most are minor and appear as faint lines, the ones that are noticeable are from when her children died. one runs from just below her right breast, to her side at the waist line. another runs across the middle of her back. One goes across both breasts, far enough down it starts on one, ends, and appears on the same spot of the other. the last really visible one is at the top of her left breast, forming an almost hour glass shape, caused from being stabbed and the blade being twisted.
Tattoos & Piercings:; no piercings, but on her back at the left shoulder is a spear sitting diagonal behind a winged helm.
Personal Style:; Her personal style varies greatly depending on what shes doing. Surprisingly, you'll usually find her wearing a skirt that stops somewhere before it gets to her knees, a surprise since a fighter like her you'd think would wear pants. She does have some tomboy like tendency's personality wise. Her tops are usually sleeveless, be it tank top, or tank top like, corsette, or in general sleeveless. She usually keeps her hair loose, but if she intends to fight or occasionally for practice, she ties it back into a ponytail (usually very tight wrapped, if its not done spur of the moment).

The one thing she almost always has with her is her favored blade, a very large two handed blade that even other werewolves usually have difficulty using, though she usually makes it look effortless and easy. Considering it's almost her height, and is a good 6 -7 inches wide, its a wonder she'd even be able to carry it. Other than her height, she is fairly small in comparison to most males you'd expect to carry a weapon like it, and even compared to other girls in general her build is a little on the small side. However, anytime she goes someplace she knows runs the risk of encounter with a vamp, or the exceedingly rare occurance of going to the Fengari packs main place of residence, she actual wears armor. Once in a while it's hard leather, but after her little episode, she's gone back to her very old but still very sturdy metal armor. Other than the grieves, forearm guards, and shoulder pads, it really only covers her chest and down to her waist, but is all she really needs. When looking at her in her armor, and when she carries her two hander, sword and shield, or a spear, one can see why many humans thought she was a valkyrie on the battle field.
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there's nowhere left to hide in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside and will never die

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[/b] Making swords and armor, a good fight, children (regardless of what they are), the idea of peace sometimes, girls, guys, old school alcohol (mead, rum, all that kind of stuff), her tattoo, certain memories of her past.
Dislikes:;Vampires, Most werewolves of her former pack, Silver (obviously) guns for the most part, When her two "pets" mess up or don't listen, when people completly ignore her advice.
Desires:; Revenge on the vampire that took her children from her, To have her children back, to live forever and maybe carry on her family's tradition.
Fears:; A completly meaning less death, dying totally alone, anything thats a weapon and silver.
Strengths:; Very strong, fast, good with weapons.
Weaknesses:; Her temper and nerves are fragile at best now, which while sometimes her almost feral fighting style works, it usually doesn't and results in her own injury's, silver, Mentioning of her children (which usually triggers her rage)
Goals:; Eternal Revenge, find some means of getting her children back and/or living forever.
Regrets:; Outliving her two children, not being able to protect them.
Quirks:; can go from happy to rage filled in less than a quarter second, speaking german, or with a heavy german accent when she's angry, upset, etc.
Secrets:; That she has a little stuffed animal she sleeps with sometimes, that was given to her by a little girl a very long time ago.
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sing for absolution
i will be singing falling from your grace

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[/b] werewolf
Affiliation/Alignment:; fengari
Abilities/Skills:; Really fast, really strong, live a while, can turn to a wolf at will, strongest on a solar eclipse.
Weaknesses of Your Kind:;Short tempers, not that hers wasn't already, prone to being violently protective of pack members, or in her case just prone to violence, loosing head is just as bad for her as anyone else, and silver is really really bad... and painful. And that having to become a wolf thing on the full moon can be annoying too.
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our wrongs remain unrectified
i only dream of you and you never knew

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[/b] Deceased
Siblings:; Cassandra Alexandra - Still a member of the actual pack
Other Family Members:; Her son and daughter, both of whom are deceased
Martial Status:; When her lovers not counted as a pet shes not single.
Overall:; Sophitia was born in what is now territory of modern day Germany, best she can figure. Her family line she knew traced back to at the very least Sparta, and her father made sure she knew it well. From that generation on, her family had always been soldiers apparently. Not simple mercenaries who went to the highest bidder, especially not being werewolves. They would make sure it was the right side to be on since they did have some ethics. But they didn't really fight for the cause, or for their money, they fought because it was in there blood, because as her father said, it was what they were born to do. She knows her family has had ties to the Fengari pack for a long time, but till her father's death she was unsure if they were actually part of the pack, or simply associated with them. After her father was killed, her and her sister completly folded into the pack, for the most part giving up the buisness of roaming the world, looking for the next war to be fought. The main reason was that he always referred to his family, extended or otherwise, as Kriegwolfs, or in english war wolves, because of what they were, and that they basically ate, slept, and drunk war.

Although she kept fighting every chance she got while her sister actually try to simply settle down, she did find time to have two children, a girl and twin boy, from one of her flings. She eased off on her fighting to take care of them, and chose to bring them up that it was better to leave a fight, and come back to win another day, than what she had been brought up with of never retreating. She started them on what she had used the most when she was younger, a short sword and shield, training them in other weapons as they got older. Though, they both always wanted to try using her sword, which was bigger than them till they were fully grown, though it was still a hair big for them since they were a little shorter. It was all fine, till one day her and both her kids were sent to go watch an area that a vampire had been lurking in and causing trouble. Although she repeatedly protested that the two were not ready to handle such a thing, they were sent along with her anyway. When they ran into the vampire, she told them to run, but when she gave a slight shout from the vampire scoring a lucky hit, the pair of them came back. The put up a good fight, but only lasted a couple minutes against the far more expiereanced vampire, who took advantage of the fact she was distracted, and where her children died quickly, he left her there to die a slow painful death with a silver blade pinning her to the ground, and the knowledge that even if it was by a few minutes, that she would out live her kids, and that it was mostly her fault.

She was actually glad she wasn't supposed to live, not wanting to with the knowledge her failure led to her childrens deaths, but some member of the pack found her, brought her back, and they barely managed to save her. She was filled with rage when she finally woke up that they had bothered to done so, her rage and misery keeping her up for days on end. Even a werewolfs mind could only take so much, and between the death of her children and sleep deprevation, and who knows what else, she completely snapped. She became not only rage filled against vampires, but her own pack as well, for making her take them with her and for forcing her to live when she wanted to die, and while she didn't actually kill any of them that day, she left a very bloody path on her way out the door. An attempt was made to bring her back a couple days later, but of the dozen or so that went out, all of them came back injured on some level, and most terrified of the thought of her even returning. Their description was nothing like what she had been, in a fight, she used her rather large sword, which she needed two hands for, and was calm and in control, what they saw was more a savage rage filled animal that had sliced away at them with simple knives. Going over the deep end had made her more feral than anything and at that point she was beyond reasoning with.

She ended up at some point making or finding a house (she doesn't recall which), where she made weapons, armor, and sold it to any human, and very reluctantly to werewolves, knowing her weapons best uses were against vampires, not her own kind.Although shes still not exactly stable, she isn't quite as insane as she once was, though, as to if it's because of the two human girls that live with her or not is a puzzle, but than again so is the relationship. Being who and what she is, she can be very abusive for minimal reason, and while she sometimes refers to one as her lover, she also refers to her and the other girl as her pet as well. And even though she can be abusive and all, both other girls have out right said of their own will they stay with her of their own free will. Still, weather or not she wanted to go back to them, or they wanted her back, it's still very clear she's not stable enough to go back to them. She is however stable enough to plot revenge, and desire the elimination of all vampires, granted you don't have to totally be sane for the last two.
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falling from your grace
FIN

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Sophitia walked down to the nearest stream, pausing a minute to look at her reflection in the water. A few strands of her hair were out of place in the front, and there were a couple dots of red on her face. Her shield and sword had splashes of red on them, and her normally silver armor, with the white cloth beneath it, was stained crimson. None of the blood was her's of course, but from the people she cut a blood drenched path through not more than an hour ago, gauging by the suns position. Time and again, she'd seen other people that looked as young as her be completly spaced out or on edge, but than again her young looks betrayed her age, and this was far from her first battle. She started to try and wash at least some of the blood off her face and gear, when she heard foot steps behind her, turning to see her father.

"Vat is it Father?" she said, her German accent still very thick, she wasn't used to English, but it kept them from being confused from the people they were fighting. "I vas trying to find ze 'ero of the hour, listen." he replied, Sophitia concentrating to try and here. After a couple moments, she heard them chanting "Hild" over and over again, Hild being the nickname that the soldiers of this particular army had given her over the last few months of fighting with them. "I still do not understand why they call me that." she said as she continued to rinse of the blood. "Because to them, you are what they call a valkyrie. All you need is a winged helmet or a spear and the look would be complete." She sighed as it became apparent that the rest of the blood would have to actually be scrubbed off, something she'd have to do later in the night when no one would look. "I am no demi-goddess." she replied, her father giving a laugh as he said "But you are a war wolf, close enough." She rolled her eyes as she said, "come on, lets go." she said, stepping back onto the bank and heading back to the camp, though her father stopped her and gave her a hug as he said "I'm proud of you."

But it was all interupted by a loud bang, and the next thing she knew, she was lying on her back looking at the ceiling. She sat up and saw the mirror, seeing the still young looking but older self in the reflection. A couple of her scars were visible, given her choice of nightware, or rather lack there of. She could tell she had been smiling, hell, she'd actually been happy. But the bang had woken her up from her dream, one of her rare good ones, and rarer still that she saw her father and all. She could swear she still felt his arms there. There was another loud bang and she growled before shouting "What the FUCK is going on out there!", the accent no longer there after a few hundred years of perfecting, tearing her covers off as she heard the sounds of two pair's of footsteps running for cover. Clearly the pair knew they were in a whole world of trouble.

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