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Allaneth
Allaneth Oakwood
| Name | Allaneth |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | A cold blooded killer. |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship | None. |
| Outward Appearance | Calling this woman pretty would be an understatement, in fact some might say she's the most stunning woman in Bree-town. Her figure slender with soft curves and flawless skin that is embraced with a light tan. Her hair is black as the midnight sky and eyes a deep hazel. More often than not she walks with a swagger in her step and her head held high, followed by a smug smirk. She sports a taller height than most Bree-landers standing at 5'7 she wears clothing that is often practical for the setting she is in. Yes as stated before a true picture of beauty, but the more perceptive being would note that their is something off about her gaze. |
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Background
Allaneth grew up never knowing a loving hand, her Mother scorned her and would abuse her in the worst of ways. One example being dipping her head in a cold water bucket each morning and holding her face in their to make her fear that she would drown. It was from there that the hatred had stemmed into wickedness. Her Mother was the very first kill she ever made and learned that she enjoyed elimination. It's now a poison that she cannot be rid of and she hides in plain sight within Bree-town. Appearing just as any other commoner only with more charm and wit. If only the fools knew what really was inside her heart, she is a friend to no one.
| Friends | None |
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| Relatives | dead |
| Rivals/Enemies | Maeida, Bree-town Watch and any law abiding citizens. |
| Loves | To kill and having power over those she deems weak. |
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| Hates | Failing to kill a victim, when others are happy, other women. |
| Motivation | To be feared. |
| Quotes | "Death is no curse nor is it something to be feared." "I am the Mother of death, for it is by my hand that I choose, whom shall live and whom shall die." "You've made the mistake of trusting a pretty face and now you pay the price." |
