Malonyx

Well, at first appearance, the woman to enter the room was a drow. Her white hair falling down her back beautifully, gently curling about her hips. Her ebon skin was gorgeous, flawless. Then those thick, white lashes lifted to show her eyes. These sort of eyes were not something one saw everyday. Where the whites of her eyes should be, was that deep, royal blue, her irises were every color one could imagine, under the right conditions, much like those crystal prisms one would put in a window. Then the pupils, her pupils were a pure white. A soft smile would cross her ebon lips as one's gaze would drop to see the perfect hourglass figure. She was obviously human, there was none of that litheness of the elves, but only the slender build of a human. Then you'd notice the fact she wore white leather boots, the edges a tad scuffed, and a bit of dirt upon them, a white patchwork leather corsette kept her ebon chest in line, and a white patchwork leather skirt seemed very jagged as it fell around midcalf, but it suited her, and all in soft, soft leather. Around her slender throat rested a chain, that led down to a beautiful medallion, an amythest cut in a diamond shape, framed with metal, and then with two mini daggers dangling from the sides of the diamond. She'd then pull back that white hair, showing round, human ears, and then put that tan ladies' hat over her head, brim pulled down slightly to shade those eyes as her lashes once more fell to hide her unusual eyes. Then one would notice the bright blue plume as she walked by, gaze lowered. If one bothered to stop her, and ask her name, she'd glance up, almost nervously, then answer with a small smile. "My name's Malonyx, perhaps I'll speak the meaning another time." Then she'd quickly walk away, not wanting to be caught by anyone.

     Malonyx was a child born to two albinos, only the parents were present for the birth, so nobody knows what happened to cause Malonyx to come out looking like that. Her mother and father had no real family, they didn't know their family, they had each other. Neither of her parents had the curves that made up their daughter, in fact, they were very homely people. Her father wanted to call her Malachite, and her mother wished to name her Onyx, so the two lovers decided to settle on something in between, and came up with Malonyx.
       Some called the girl a demon child, to come from two albinos and look like that, it wasn't natural. They didn't know what drow were in her hometown, but it's obvious she has no elf in her bloodline. She lacked any sign of true elf qualities to be able to be called one of the fae. She was often pushed away from people for that one reason, so she learned to duck her head and be very shy. She didn't truly trust anyone.
       Well, one day, someone did take their belief over the edge, swearing up and down that Malonyx was born of the Lord of Murder, and that was why her skin was so dark. He decided he would rid the world of this sin, and did approach her one day, with the lies and deception of friendship. It was too bad that Malonyx believed him, she could be very trusting at times. He would have fallen in love with her sweet nature if her skin color didn't drive him to try and murder her.
       She doesn't remember what happened the night he lured her home, she just remembers waking up with her body draped across his own, perfectly bare. Then she didn't know what was wrong, since he was cold, but there was still a heartbeat, so she dressed and ran home. When her parents found out they told her to run, and to not return till she figured this mystery out. Needless to say, this young lady has yet to figure out what had happened.
       The medallion she wears is a gift from her lady mother. On the back are the words, "Eternity is when I gave my daughter life, because I was my mother's daughter, and my daughter's mother." She doesn't know if there are other talents of the medallion, but it has a knack for keeping her safe, and please, don't ask her age, it's a touchy subject for her