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| Silver Storm |
| when I met up with the role-players. IT was a rough choice since it seems the groups were hexed with suicides and many many deaths. Well at the time it was something to give me a thrill other than sitting in my dorm room alone. Sitting in the cafeteria one of my friends ran in holding the hand of Nixon. Stunned I went with her and this guy named Kirk out to the cliff on Presque isle. Next thing I know Nixon is changing into Joan of Ark!! I slipped off a cliff and fainted when Kirk caught me�. His arms had stretched to be close to eight feet. Well when I woke he gave me a choice, have my brain wiped or join Nightwatch and leave my dull life behind.� Looking at you she smirks, �wouldn�t you have said yes? No more days alone in a box, as we referred to dorm rooms, perhaps become something exciting and have all these nifty powers? I said yes. He gave me a drug and my body morphed, painfully at first, into a draconian angel. It was different to say the least, but my peers accepted me. The secondary form was nice, but when I went back to this form� my human form I was at my physical prime. No longer did I need my glasses or anything, it felt wonderful. Well to shorten this up Kirk and I were starting to fall for each other, but lets just say it didn�t work out to my favor. He married a wonderful half-elf named Killishandra. Together they rule the kingdom of Darwood. It�s nice to see him happy, and I do forgive him for causing me pain. Well and for killing me that one time as well.� Your face gives her a puzzled look and she pauses. �Yeah he killed me. I was a full angel then. Previous I read a page of the darkhold and sacrificed my dragon half to save the group. Wasn�t pretty, but then he killed my angel and me so that she could be free. He then gave me the chance to meld with the Silver Dragon. So I forgave him, and we are pretty good friends now. �Recently we have moved into Ravenloft and are dealing with visage on the dreaming world. Not fun to leave one situation and enter another like that. That�s pretty much my life. My job is to protect the world from super-humans who use their powers for evil or self-gain, and against zombies and such. In my spare time I run a tavern called the Golden Basilisk. I had a lot of friends, but with recent occurances.... well things have been shakier. I have lost quite a few in battles and because they went to the path of power." She looks down saddend, "if things keep on the path they are on right now. I might die again... but hey perhaps it wont happen. All I can do now, it wait. Threats have come fast and furious to me about the end of my life. This is all because i am a friend to one man, and most of them think it is more. There is no one who has a hold of my heart but me, and I try to turn people away from me." She shakes her head saddend by the truth of reality. Currently This character is: OUt cold, thanks to a Splugorth bomb of sorts. It was just supposed to kill everyone but due to the physiology of the person they used to bring the bomb in, we are all quite alive and mutating further. So what in the world is going to happen to us now!!!!!! We still have to close the hole that leads to raw mystical energy under the city of Marquette!! What about the infamous leader of 7, Envy the Were-Mongoose that is still inside SliverStorm's internal Limbo!!! Only time will tell what will happen to this character and many many others. If you would like to join in the fun on an e-mail version of the game you can check out this site: Vendetta Inc. |
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| To return to my main page use the gold dragon. To go to Golden Basilisk use the purple Dragon |
| "Greetings! My code name is SilverStorm, but my name is Kirrishar." �Well I was born in Michigan in August of 1980. I am a Virgo with a pieces moon. Up until my graduating year of high school I was the person people had to pick on. The thin red head with millions of freckles and blue eyes. Then I went to college. Here is when my life mad a turn, unfortunately it seems that while most people�s lives do a 180� I only got a 90. Life is tougher for some of us I guess.� She lefts out a soft sigh and continues, �Anyway that�s |
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