Asa
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Lilura
Wild and free
Magic is me
She was a witch... living long in seclusion alone for many mortal centuries. Now in this modern age giving up the dream of home she was now seeking out that perfect being... mortal or mythical that was her perfect mate... her perfect male.
Will her perfect male be mortal... vampire... Werecreature... Demonic... Angelic... Innocent... criminal... Who will finally make this realm her true home?
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Asgard... Olympus... and so many others myths and fairy tales to this realm but so very real. The mortals legends of cities of Gold and lost continents were simply the ramblings of mad men turned tales. Mad men who had found the ancient portals and fallen into and unceremoniously tossed back out of if they were of no use to the realm itself.
She was an enigma even to those of her realm. An orphan but not from any portal she was immortal that was obvious as the priests and priestesses of Aegyptus found her in the deserts near Karnak as she grew older she was capable to converse with Bast and Khonsu as a child talking to their parent. Sekmet also seemed to hold a fondness for the girl and her affinity for magics and the wild animals. Marking her with sacred tattoos of leopard and panther as well as the sacred plants and the Full moon resting cradled in the crescent moon. She was their chosen sacred to the lands till Thoth and Nekhebet banded together to try to claim her magic through the darkest magics nearly wiping out those Deities who held her dear. In a sweeping and absolute decision Osirus to punish both sides banished her. Not even Isis could sway his decision as he placed Set's own warriors to guard the portal as she was cast out.
It had all been a horrible trap A cruel decision to use her to punish Gods leaving her in this allegedly mortal realm. Home was memory that was just a half a step away as the ethers dance but still closed off to her. She could no longer stand keeping herself separate from this place she has called home for centuries as she found that her heart was determined to be heard. She knew that this realm held its own "Monsters myths and beasts of nightmare most supernatural as well as mortals deserving of more than a fragile solitary life but she could not just take any mate she must find that one male that was perfectly matched to her the one soul that could truly make this place home.
Lilura sighed as she walked along the drab city sidewalk. She had watched this town grow from a simple mining camp to this dreary place law and crime both thinking they have the upper hand when really neither one of them were any more than bumbling factions wandering around blind in a storm. Cast about by the people around them. Felines seeming to follow her steps Strays... alley cats lost in this world just like her.