Age: unknown
Race: Vampire
Titles: Midnight Kisses of the Clan de l'ombre blanche (Clan of the White Shadow) (While away in Paris, Kemo discovered her real name, Duvessa Gentry, but she has kept it a secret)
Description of Character:
Appears to be a 25 year old woman with dark brown/black hair falling in long curls past her shoulders, about 5'6" slim figure, Brown Eyes and a pale complexion.
Magical Skills:
Knows basic healing spells and potions that her grandmother taught her when she was mortal, Kemo has the ability to heal physical damage and ease emotional strife for a period of time with her kiss (bite) if she captures some one with her eyes. Since coming into her powers, Kemo has the ability to turn her hands into claws for defense. Speak to Kin telepathically, draws blood from wounds as another way of feeding and fighting. Also her eyes change from brown to deep crimson allowing Kemo to see blood flowing through a mortals body adding her to hunt and sense emotion.
Non-Magical Skills:
Increased strength, speed, heighten senses, increased agility. Basic use of a dagger and short sword.
Character Background:
It was a cold winters night when Kemo fled her home in the heart of Paris. The rain that beat down on her, washed the fresh blood from her hands and lips. The sound of her heels on the cobled road her only comfort, she had to keep moving.
Kemo had committed the darkest sin of her kind. she had killed her Mistress, her maker and leader of the White Shadow Clan, Mere De Glace (Ice Mother). She had taken everything from Kemo, her family, beloved Leon, and finally her soul. Kemo felt nothing but hatred for her Mistress and with the taste of her blood still fresh on her lips, she planned her escape. Kemo planned to return to Ireland where she was originally born. Kemo took only her prized possissions and fled Paris. She did not flee alone, with her was a former slave of her Mistress, Gorbash. Kemo and Gorbash crossed the sea and traveled for many months. They traveled by night never staying long in one place for fear that the Clan persued them.
One dark eve while Gorbash slept and Kemo was out hunting, she found herself at the GreyTower. She entered tired and weary expecting to be turned away, but was welcomed and allowed to visit. Kemo decided to stay awhile for she had not been welcomed by anyone in a long time.
But the nights grew darker, her hunger increasing, her control weakening. The shadows whispered to her, words she could not understand, but a voice she knew too well. they whispered to Gorbash at night slowly sending him mad. Kemo feared for her friends sanity then one eve when she awoke in the tomb of an old cemetary, she found her friend had left her alone in the silence of the grave. The shadows spoke of a white haired woman with skin as cold as ice and lips like blood red fruit. She called to Gorbash and he went to her with arms outstretched like a child to his mothers bossum.
Kemo was alone once more finding joy only in visiting the tower and the friends she had made there. But she knew that time was running short, the shadows clung to her even in the brightest candle light, she knew that she must return to Paris and finish what she had started.
Gorbash returned to Kemo with a message, her Mistress had requested she return to Paris at once, unsure of her fate, Kemo left the Tower. In Paris, Kemo found her Mistress "alive" and well, so much so that she held a dinner in honor of Kemo's return, but Kemo refused to stay saying she would never again be used by her mistress to seduce Kings and Lords for her own material gain.
Kemo had come into the powers while she was away, which explained her eratic moods and increased hunger. Her Mistress had held them back while she was in the Paris courts making her feel weak. Kemo was unaware of her powers until her Mistress struck her. Blinded by her new power, she fought with her Mistress until finally she lay dead upon the floor. Kemo tiired and bruised, collapsed next to her Mistresses corpse and slept.
When she woke, Kemo burnt the Ice Mother's body and cast her ashes to the sea.
The Ice Mother's Second Hiver (Winter) took over the Clan. She no longer needed a Mistress or a Master to sustainher. She had come into her powers while she was away from the court and could make her own blood flow and her heart beat.
Gorbash was tained by the Ice Mother's kiss and with her death went insane. He couldn not be saved, so Kemo returned him to the small village where he had been taken from and leading him through the grave yard lay him down in the soft earth. She took out her small leather book and read him fairy tales to calm his insane ramblings. Then she kissed his forehead and looking at him in the eyes, whispered..."it is time to rest now my dear Gorbash, may your dreams be pleasant and your sleep sweet".....Nodding softly he closed his eyes and rested in peace.
With her affairs in order, she left Paris and returned to the GreyTower where she resides to this day.