Veronika Darksky

[Immortal Swine]

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†Name: Veronika Caspus Darsky

†Age: 23

†Appearance Age: Young, nineteen,

†Race: Imperial

† Sexual Orientation Straight

†Gender: Female

†Birth Sign: The Lord

†Hair Color: Brown

†Eye Color: Golden

†Height: 1.49 meters

†Weight: N/A

†Skin Tone: Honey colored skin, causasian.

†Appearance: Veronika Darksky is a young and beautiful Imperial girl, her light brown honey colored hair is a direct reflection of her skin-color. She is 1.49 meters tall and very athletic. Her clothes, usually tattered and ripped, as she is too lazy to buy something fancy, even with all the wealth she had. Either she wears no clothes or the regular and cheap ones. Veronika’s eyes were hazel, until the Curse evolved and took a heavy toll on her body, becoming a beautiful golden color. After her Lycanthropy rose when she was nineteen, Veronika was changed to the worse, her looks became slightly more dangerous and aggressive. Under her eyes, dark circles developed and she looked like a mess, or someone influenced by skooma or someone who hasn't slept properly. The curly long hair became a wild loose and un-groomed style, reflecting her own personality of not giving a care in the world about what people think of her, even so, she tries something new. When Veronika turns into a Werewolf, her fur color turns a dark black and looks very fierce and strikes fear into most that come across her, from her earlier transformations to her increased and more sinister look. She has a very dense and strong fur, with short undefur and long, coarse guard hairs. The hairs occur on her back, particularly on the front quarters and neck. They are also found on the shoulders, and almost form a crest on the upper part of the neck. The hairs on the cheeks are elongated and form tufts. Around the chest lies an extra line of fur. During her turned stage, her teeth become long white canines that can give a painful impact on bite, her claws are long and sharp as well, her eyes yellow and wide open, always aware of prey and danger. Most prey and enemies tend to freeze or flee at the sight of her monstrous form, only the brave and willing stay back and fight with courage. Even so, she is not much experienced and will retreat when outnumbered.



†Guild: None at all. Only a member of a Daedric worshiping community, not nescessarily a guild.

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Taste

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†Likes:
Food, lots of food.
Blood
Sleeping.
Hunting
Making fun of others
Staying alone at home or the jungle
Unleashing the Beast.



†Dislikes:
Peasants.
Werewolf slayers.
Sheogorath and any of his worshipers.



†Fears:

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†Personality:
Veronika has been an adventurer almost all her life, she’s an eccentric, walking around in dirty clothing and not showing any care, she has a legendary hunger, constantly eating every two hours, and running on to keep herself in good shape. After she moved back to Cyrodiil, she moved into a large manor, which is abandoned and gritty and messy. She does not express any gentleness with tragedy and grief, life and death is insignificant to her. Veronika only kills when she can survive off of it, she can rob someone and do it without using any violence, only kiling someone when her life is threatened or her friends. So many words describe Veronika Darksky, Sarcastic, insane, unsettled, comical and loud. Every since her mother separated from her father and died in a horrible accident, Veronika only responded to life and its individuals with hate and hostility. Everything she loved was gone, a loving mother replaced by a retarded and selfish step-mother, a loving father who was too busy to even give his daughter a time in the world, being strict and enforcing studies and the life of nobility upon her and a beautiful home of Cyrodiil, her home at the fields and prairies replaced by a cold and never ending blanket of snow-fall and drunk Nords. Being treated like she was no one, she practically raised herself alone, not really interested in gold or influence, she wastes no time with cunning manipulations and deception, she just wants to be a normal person. When she first turned into a Werewolf, she was frightened and scared and even pitied the people she killed, however as she went along, she was thrilled with hunting and the new life, she realized that caging the Beast only makes it worst. Then someone new and brilliant came into her life, the darkness in her heart had finally seen the light. Krayvun Dessel, an Imperial with a similar Curse and a different past, joined her in her life of Hunting. This altogether brought peace and tranquility in her heart, the unsettled girl became a little more than a shallow criminal, but someone with promise and glory. He had helped her in the past and still does. She respects him for that.

Veronika's weakness is the fact that she does not know the perfect time to be subtle, she can be loud and very annoying to other people, causing them to snap when she makes jokes about them and even question's their stupidity. She can also be bad tempered, doing many stupid things if someone ever gets her really angry. To a positive note, she always tend to make jokes and tease others, she can't keep her mouth shut unless something is deeply bothering her, because she lacked a proper childhood, she tends to be playful and very curious about different things, mainly dangerous things such as exploring an abandoned fort. Veronika does not care much for politics or anything happening in the world, in total, she is ignorant of such things and just wants to have a good time. She is crazy about dangers, she has a knack for getting into trouble and jumping off high places and going into forbidden areas. Believing it's nescessary for a more thrilling life. Opening her mouth to speak of things she found or rumors she heard of that can place her life in jeopardy and risk of being discovered as a Werewolf...but she only does it for the fun of being hunted and chased and the chance for adventures. All in all, she only worries about those who had enough time to worry about her, fanatically loyal and devout worshiper of Hircine, she befriened those who worships him as well and respects other hunters. She is not totally a monster, but a misunderstood individual. She can be very quiet, very recluse, long dirty fingernails. Although she is more than she says she is, more than she presents the eye.

†Weapon(s):
-Sneak
-Blade
-Blunt
-Athletics
-Marksman
-Hand To Hand
-Block
Veronika is an experienced fighter with the axe and Hand to hand combat. However, she lacks proper skill with the blade and is constantly seeking training. She is a good marksman and can hold on her own. Since she likes to fight people up close and personal, she uses a bow just for hunting animals and food. She is too young to be strong and is training each day due to the fact that she is always being hunted. Out of all she weapons, Veronika favors the short-swords and axes, perfect for slicing and cutting, she often misplaces them whenever she changes at night, but often keeps her special weapons behind, only using them when she knows her nights are more tranquil. Mostly, she scavenges and steals her weapons from Forts and caves or from any unlucky traveler. Although she learned how to use them, she can barely fight with blades and only is good with an axe, the rest she will gurantee herself to lose. Her clothes consist Fur boots and common fur shirts, she walks around with them when in cold areas such as Bruma, Solstheim, and Skyrim. When in dry areas, all she wears is her Huntsman Vest and her Highwayman’s shirt, along with her Huntsman Leather Pants.

†Power/s:

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[/u][/color] Julitta(Biological mother, deceased), Mararra(Step-mother)

†Father Roliandus

†Siblings: None

†Pets: None yet.

†History: Veronika Castus Darksky, born in Cyrodill to a poor woman and a wealthy man, her family were adventurers for a long time, earning riches and becoming wealthy from the treasures they found, then things had got worse, the family faced suicides and murders for generations to the present day. For twelve years, she lived a normal, happy life with her mother and father, her life was enjoyed at its fullest. Until her mother died in a horrible accident while taking a trip to visit her family. Veronika was heartbroken and her father, Roliandus, became depressed and sad. They lived together alone for a year until someone new came in, or as she puts it “invaded” their lives, a nord woman named Marrara.

Marrara fell in love with Roliandus, mostly for his gold, then she manipulated him into moving to Skyrim where she can enjoy her gold and husband alongside her family. Veronika, only twelve at the time, could do nothing at all but accept. As she grew, her step-mother treated her with disrespect and harshness, often smacking her when she talked back or refused to do something. Roliandus, aware of what went on could do nothing about it, due to his infatuation with his new bride. Jealousy and bitterness took over Veronika, seeing her father favored his new wife rather than his own daughter. To Veronika, she perceived this as betrayal and acted upon it by becoming a rogue. They lived in Haafingar (also known as Solitude), she frequented a small university. Being one of the few Imperials there, she was treated differently and discriminated upon, only adding to her disdain. After being treated like dirt, beaten and hurt, Veronika took matters into her own hands, she became a violent student and fought back at her bullies, choking a girl nearly to death. This only worried her father, who was a very influential man at the time, who’s popularity was being affected by his daughter’s behavior. Roliandus forced his daughter into the military training when she was seventeen, warning to abandon her if she ever did anything else to shame his status.

Knowing she was abandoned anyway, Veronika learned what she could under Nord training. Although she was unnaturally strong and fast, she learned new skills such as blunt, blade skills and athletics, as well as armor and marksmanship before she was ready to leave it behind. When she did, Veronika tried a new life of crime and thievery, vandalism and rebellion, joining a small group of delinquents, she stole and succumbed to murder while robbing a jewelry store and even broke into the Ysmir Collective and successfully robbed many useful books. Being a wanted criminal, Veronika hid herself in an abandoned house when her so called “friends” betrayed her by telling the authorities of her next heist when they were captured. Having no one, she stole gold and disguised herself as a boy to get past the guards and to buy food with the stolen gold, making her a prime target for the ambitious Nord and guard Captain, Thrassos Vjarnen.

By saving up and storing her materials and equipment at her home, Veronika planned to escape to a far away land. As her interests in nature was still there after he dramatic change after her mother died. One day, weeks before planning to leave, she came across an injured nude man in a river, almost dead from the arrows in his back. Feeling the weight of guilt come upon her as she slowly tried to leave him behind, she turned around and rescued him, taking him to her hidden home. She took care of him and even removed the silver arrows in his back. Slowly, she became attracted, who called himself Krayvun. After he gave her advice and even knowledge, she fell in love. But that wasn’t just it, his life was similar, eerily similar to hers and its was only a matter of time before she discovered they shared something else. Unwillingly, she was caught in the cross-fire between the fugitive slave and Bounty Hunters.

These bounty hunters who were after him left, were convinced he was dead, Veronika was taken to prison after being discovered and him for being a suspect, even though he committed no crime. Roliandus went to bail her out of prison, blaming himself for her attitude and recent crimes. He left the prison and Krayvun was freed and marked innocent. While at home, Veronika was recovering from her wild antics, but was going through the process of the Change. Her father noticed this and did not act to it. But he slowly suspected the same things he faced as a child when his father was acting like her. Krayvun left the house to travel miles away on his own "personal" mission. Roliandus left the house as well, to go to an important meeting, leaving the abuse Marrara and Veronika alone for a time.

The Werewolf problem had grown increasingly and Krayvun was a prime suspect. There was a survivor from the recent attack, a Nord Captain hellbent on putting Veronika behind bars for good. Thrassos Vjarnan, was bitten by Krayvun and had gotten infected. Strong and arrogant as he was, he was still in duty, three days later, he decided to try and arrest Veronika for good, blaming her for the Werewolf attacks. With a small group of guards, they went to arrest Veronika. He had set out to put his plan into motion, while he was going to her house, Marrara began her senseless beating of Veronika, hitting the girl in the head and stomach while her father was gone. She had snapped and it made a perfect opportunity for an intrusion. Unknown to the others, Thrassos knew exactly what he would become, so he planned to put the blame on her for the murders he was about to unleash and claim himself as a hero in the process.

However, while inside the Darksky Manor, Thrassos revealed his true nature as his first transformation began. Inside the manor, the battle unfolded, the guards were almost instantly killed as their silver weapons were just mere replicas. Marrar went and hid themselves in the basement, locking the door in fear of the unbelievable events that just had happened. Veronika was in her room, when all the commotion summoned her, she saw below a small group of dead soldiers and a Werewolf. The Beast went straight after her and began biting her, but it did not know that its victim was a latent Lycanthrope, a Werewolf at birth with the Curse in its dormant stage, and because he had bitten her, the Curse came to its full power and Veronika turned into a Werewolf that moment and fought against the other monster. In their struggle, Thrassos seems to have the upper hand until the new Werewolf bites him in the neck, and slamming him into the fireplace, burning it alive. The burning Thrassos ran wild, in flames, setting the house on fire and dying in the process as the chandelier came crashing down upon it. Veronika in her Werewolf form, began her hunt for blood and Marrarra was nearby, the Black Werewolf charged through the wooden door and found Marrara. She tries to escape, but is followed and subsequently mauled and killed by her step-daughter. As the manor was engulfed in flames, the Werewolf went out to hunt.

When Roliandus returned and discovered his house was a pile of ash and burnt garbage, he was convinced his daughter was among the dead, but recent evidence suggested she was alive and responsible. Those days were the worse, Veronika was new to this, she awoke in the morning naked with few bleeding wounds on her, only remembering what she became and not what she did, she ran as fast as she could for safety, she retreated into a cave where she kept herself warm for next two weeks. Slowly, she became insane, losing her mind and having mental issues, she preyed on the animals she was able to capture and even resorted to cannibalism when food was scarce and hard to find, she stalked adventurers and highwaymen and brought them back to the cave during the day, and at night she went out to hunt as the bestial nature was unleashed.

One survivor escaped and notified the local town, the Nords then set out to find the rumored feral girl that was terrorizing that area. Inside her hideout, they found Veronika naked and feasting on some entrails. They beat her to submission, requiring two strong nords to take her down and capture her. News ran like wildfire and Veronika’s father heard of it and went after her. Inside the prison where she was kept and tortured, in hope of having a “healthy” mental recovery, Veronika became more and more wild and angry, feeling she was doomed of someone’s extermination. The prison guards and healers were more sadistic and often abused their power. Still not knowing what Veronika truly was, they locked her up instead of killing her. When the moon was full, Veronika broke free from her chain and was able to escape the prison and flee. Invigorated by the power of being a werewolf, Veronika had no intention of restraining her power anymore. Soon after, she was tracked by Krayvun who had help cope with her savageness.

Veronika left to Cyrodiil with her love, Krayvun. Never wanting to return back to her home, she found a new life of freedom and glory. Meeting a new person, Krayvun’s mother, who was everything her father and step-mother wasn’t put together. A woman of understanding and of strength and responsibility. Veronika was not totally shunned from the world. Years later, she moved to Valenwood with Krayvun, coming upon an abandoned ruin deep in the jungles, they formed a new home and lived alone in those part of the jungles, as the Bosmer agreed to never harm any of the creatures or environment, it was a perfect place to hunt and live free. Living in a luxurious life inside a lush jungle, Veronika lived off the fruits and the animals and even the Bosmer who wandered nearby. Living like a native, she enjoyed it all, forgetting the events of her life.

Well aware that the past is a wilderness of horrors, she embraced her new life and her new nature as a Werewolf. At night, the game was truly set afoot as she hunted the creatures and animals of Valenwood, being one of the two Werewolves in the area. Her new life alongside krayvun was better than anything she ever expected. Years later, she received a vision from the Daedric prince Hircine, requiring her and Krayvun to return to Cyrodiil for a special task. Constantly being hunted and searched for, she does her best to always change locations, by doing this, she came accustomed to living in the wilderness and move to taverns rather than staying at her own estate. No matter where she is, Veronika embraced her new lifestyle and chose to let the Beast run free...To either kill or be killed.

On her journey back to Cyrodiil, Veronika had lost contact with Krayvun. She searched and searched but never did she find him, when Three novice hunters finally tracked her down, Veronika was caught in a heated battle with two of them, and lost dramatically, only saving herself by escaping into the moutains, where she was too weak to even walk straight. Veronika tripped over the stables mountains and was knocked unconsious, she fell but not too far. There, an old Hermit attended her wounds and healed Veronika over time, but the amnesiastic girl only remembered so much she has kept in her journal. She had forgot most of her fighting skills and some of her history. Her skills with the weapons would never return naturally and only could be re-learned through expensive trainers and teachers.


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