Ailyssa Hammerhans
Ailyssa packs a lot of punch into a small package. A deep amethyst cloak wraps around a petite, lithe five foot five frame, obscuring most of it from view. The hood attached to this cloak is down, revealing deep onyx hair that spills down her back, past her hips, like a cascade of black silk. A single strand of this waterfall stands out of the deep black, white, though seemingly brilliant for being tucked into the raven. Ailyssa moves wraithlike across any room, the deep cloak parting to reveal that she wears no shoes and a skirt of deep emerald that falls to her ankles, caressing their slimness. The rest of the gown's features are lost beneath the heavy velvet cloak. Eyes the color of a sea after a storm look about the room. Something dark shimmers in them, a sadness, a knowledge of things to come.
Ailyssa's past is very much a mystery, shrouded in darkness. She does not speak of it often. When she does, it is in low tones to those who know her well. She keeps to herself most times, making it hard to judge her well. All that can be said is that she is the daughter of Drax Hammerhans, an elemental mage, and willing to fight to the death for those she knows and cares about. She may look the angel, indeed she does and many have mistaken her character based upon her looks, but she is still a vampire. Beware, this angel can be a devil in feathered wings if crossed . . .
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