Mirage
V. Mirage's Vitals
Name: Natalya Tarkhan
Race: Vampire
Shortdesc: Pale skinned, platinum blonde, green eyes and a Russian accent
Position: n/a
Fame: n/a
Temperament: Polite, well-spoken, but brutally cold when needed.
Themesong: In for the Kill - La Roux
Mosh as Natalya Tarkhan
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Once upon a time, there was a little girl born on the fringes of Mother Russia, loved among her people and held in high regard. This little girl was sent to teach another little girl, this second one was slatted to be a queen. A little Tzarina. Perfect and pretty. Many little girls would have been jealous, but not the first little girl, no, she did her job well. So well that she was eventually noticed by a very wicked man. It was this man that tempted the little girl over to the dark side, promise of power and things she never had imagined were little offerings. So she followed the wicked man into the darkness, only to thrive and flourish.

This little girl of course grew up, as all little girls do, and eventually left her dark benefactor. Traveling across the vast ocean, she found herself in the new world, and with new chances open before her.

People To Know

  • Amun - The new MotC, first impressions went well.
  • Monty - The wolf. We'll see how this arrangement works out.

Poetry

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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