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The Fallen Angel's
Name: Decota
Age: unknown
Appearance: She has ivory colored skin, her hair is Knee length and sun golden in color. Her eyes are a bright crimson, almost ruby red and hold the knowledge of someone who has been through many trails and came out the victor of them all. The shape of her face is almost elf like, perfect in every way, her nose small but not too small, her lips full but not too full, her eyebrows perfect, her eyelashes long and full, and her eyes almond shaped. She wears a long black gown, with blood stained ends, the sleves long and trail on the ground, tight on her uper arm then billow out at the elbow, a slit from the elbow down. Her long nails are sharpened into tips, and looked like crystal on her thin perfect fingers. The feathers on her wings are well groomed and shine heathily in any type of lighting.
Bio: She is the lady of the fallen Angel's and carries the resposiblity with a noble heart. She rules over them with a fare and just hand, always listening to both sides of a disagrement or crime before coming up with a virdict and a fair punishment if needed. To most that meet her she will come off as cold and almost uncaring when she actually loves her people very much and would do anything for their protection. Known to only her most trusted advisors is that she is Vincent's older sister and would do anything for him, to see him again and see him happy only knowing that he was now a fallen angel as well but was having difficulties finding him, seeing as she and her people are forbidden of any knowlodge of what is going on in the vampire relam teritory.

Name: Vincent
Age: unknown
Appearance: He has a pale skin tone, not quite ivory but not a deathly pale, somewhere in the middle. His hair is floor length and a pale silver that had lost it's shine. His eyes where a deep amber, very much like the gem but are pretty much lifeless at the moment. His body is thinner then it should be, when one were to look at his chest, you can clearly see his rib cage. his body is covered in scar's. His face, like Decota's, is elf like and perfect, but his cheeks are sunken in, making his cheek bones prominate. When ever he's out in public [which is rare] he's wearing baggy clothing to hide how skinny he is, but when he's alone inhis dungon, he has nothing on. The feathers on his wings are dull and unkept
Bio: After He went against his masters bidding and tryed to save a group of humans from the vampires wrath he was shuned and in turn, tossed from his masters relam, his once beautifuly white wings now midnight black and was left at the mercy of the human he was trying to save. Weakened by the transformation, the human's took advatage of him, beating and raping him before taking him away too one of their homes, locking him up in the cellar where they continued to beat and rape him daily but not once did he scream, he just remained limp and mostly silent till they were gone on and out hearing range. It was then and only then he would let his tear of pain and humliation out, it was only then he would weep, wanting comfort but never finding any.