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"Do you honestly wish to know your fate? then my misguided friend.....pick a card...." |
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Tarot was born a very poor girl in the streets of southern California. She was a street rat from the begining loosing her mother to an overdose of methanphetamine. She learned quickly the ways of the world. The darkness that men do. She also learned she was diffrent. Set apart. She learned the tarot from an old homeless woman, in fact, the cards she uses are the exact same deck the woman gave her. Old and worn they are a a dragon deck, and her ability to predict with them is uncanny, almost...frightening. She has made many allies in the dark corners of the world, through gangs and mobs, her "advice" has given her a deep respect unmong the underworld.
Tarot herself is soft spoken, almost timid. She has a meek sense to her and most mistake it for weakness. While she is not physically intimidating she is scarily enough a stronger enemy then one would think. Through her contancts and substantial ablities, she has more then a few favors to call. She seems very solitary, having never had much trust in relationships or other people for that matter, her only constant companion is a small tabby cat she refers to as Scorpio. Her mannerisms are all subtle and quiet. She is quite the engima herself. She owns a shop in Creed City, more a litte occult/fortune teller store. She now caters to the citzens of this new city, giving them hints to their destiny even as her own remains clouded in mystery. |
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She is easily looked over, a nother neo-pagan goth child on the edges of the worlds conformity. Another pissy, whiney "child of the night". So if that is your perception perhaps reading further would be a bore. If not........................She is tall almost gangly so...easily 5'10". Pale white skin, wrapped in deep burgandy velvet dress with lace over lays with small tiny shining rhinestones glittered with out, around her waist a silky BRIGHT jade scarf, caressing a hip. Her hair is a deep chocolate brown, falling in thick natural waves to her waist, held back from her angular face with small head band, revealing deep orange/amber eyes. Standard fishnets, and patent leather ankle button down boots, looking almost from the 1900's era, clicking as she walks. Around her right wrist is an array of silvery bracelets, hanging from her neck is a simple silver chain with a pentacle at its base hitting below her breasts. All in all she is not that stunning. |
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