Guanabise
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Name: Guanabise
Meaning: Named After African Goddess Who Leads The Spirits Of The Deceased. She Rules Over Disruption, Harrasment, Death.
ID: EU021F
Gender: Female
Rank: Marionette
Breed: Feline
Type: Annihilation
Mutations: Mane, Shoulder spikes, Unretractable claws
Accessories: Tail band with blessed ruby
Notes: he's undead, a ghost, highly unusual for a blank-eyed Euclides. This, of course, happened because of her ruby. The tailband she wears is actual the imprint of a tailband, it no longer physically exists, but it still exists on an aethereal plane with her. It allows her to change her shape into anything she wishes.
She's african, and her english is rather...iffy.
She's Jiaro's mother, and retains full memory of him killing her and his father. Her prime goal now is haunting him (in a strange motherly way, of course).
Because she is undead, she cannot breed.
Offspring: Jiarokumo
The Past Came Back To Haunt Jiarokumo
The Victorian town was not as large as some English cities, but it was grand to the eyes of those from foreign lands. Even cloaked in darkness as it was, glittering lamplights sparkled here and there like stars come to earth, tiny beacons that lead this dark goddess ever onward. Allusions, they were, to the tiny glimmers of hope she'd been following all along: rumors in one country, sightings in the next town over. The dark lord had been on the move for some time, but finally all the clues pointed in one direction: England.
She was Guanabise, huntress of the self-proclaimed God of Death, Jiarokumo. She who was named for a Goddess of her birth country, proud to bear her name: Guana, the Goddess who Lead the Spirit of the Deceased. Guana, who ruled over death, disruption...harassment. Guanabise was a good and devoted mother, whose own son had turned his claws against. Her own son! He'd rue the day he got that idea. The Disrespectful brat, and to leave with her tail band too! It only made things worse knowing that he was the sort of demon who cared only for himself and possessed little in the ways of guilt and remorse.
Her paws made not even the slightest whisper of sound as she traversed the town, her eerie silence shattered only by the wicked sound of her own sharp laughter. The sound was ghostly, haunting even to her ears. If only her son could see her now. She'd been waiting for so long to see his reaction to her presence, the shock that would cross his face when the woman he thought he had killed return for him, to haunt him, as any rightful mother should in the event that her own offspring turned against her. At last, it rose before her, and 'lo, what a grand sight it was!
The perfect Theatre for her extravagant son: one large enough to encompass his all-consuming ego. And O! To see the look upon his maw! It'd be worth this half-life just to see it. Her thoughts set loose another echo of ghostly laughter through the air and Guana, goddess of spirits, was once again within her son's domain.
Written by Vyn
Murdon Legacy
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