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The Empress
Arcana was not born, she was made thousands of years ago as an angellic being that was struck out of the heavens because she disagreed with her god. Fallen to earth she was able to keep some of her divinity but it was very little. About a hundred years or so after falling from the heavens she was starting to loose her divinity completely and become powerless. Alone in the streets one night a vampire Vincent had sired her not knowing she was a watcher (Fallen) What he created was something stronger then he anticipated, Arcana.
Arcana posessed a strength the world at this date had never seen. At a hundred and fifty she single handedly took out a medium sized army, killed the Emperor of Dark Stone and took the throne as her own. She ruled over it for over three hundred years and in that time ended up taking over the Kingdom of Celestine and Kingdom of Coltainia, expanding her empire and adopting the children from all three kingdoms as her own.
After that three hundred years another fallen had shown herself, Xora, another girl she took under her wing, Some would describe Arcana as a blood thirsty woman capable of hurting anyone that disagreed with her, the ones she takes care of describe her as calm under any pressure and nurturing, but cold to those not in her immediate circle.
She had left Darkstone to one of her children after three hundred years and moved about from place to place, a priestess for about eighty years, She studied magical arts specializing in Necromancy for a couple hundred years, was a mercinary for hire and she charged quite a bit of gold with a hundred percent satisfaction in return. Eventually after spending five hundred years learning a thing or two she returned to Darkstone with her decendant failing the throne she took it back, the leader at the time not objecting because he knew exactly what she was capable of. Which she stayed for a little while bringing Xora and Domynyc with her as under studies to see which immortal was better suited, in the end Xora was more fit and she gave the throne to her putting herself into retirement at nine hundred years old to explore the world not looking a day over thirty.
Domynyc now dead at the hands of his bride who seeks refuge in an allied kingdom she is infuriated. She wants retribution for her sons death but will not break an agreement with DarkStone. She had sent someone to infiltrate and bring her former daughter in law home.. but the infiltrator turned on her.
Moving ahead a couple of decades a lot had occured. Some more Blackwinds started popping up all over the place in DarkStone, mulitplying at a rate she didn't expect. She had taken in most of them as everyone knew their original sire was a bit of a bastard, someone had to teach them to be proper vampires even if she wasn't completely proper herself, but with age priorities changed. She wished to retire at some point, and that concluded finding a daughter, getting her to connect with the one she trusted the most, having a marriage ceremony and as a perk, not only did they have her grandson, but she found a love interest herself that she did not expect to find.
A hundred years later after Esmee's debacle, the disappearance of Preacher who attempted to kidnap her daughter, rekilling Xora and freeing a dragoness from the Kingdom of Eladrin and sending her home, she held a coronation ceremony proclaiming Demetri and Amelia the new Emperor and Empress of DarkStone while she and Jericho went on a sort of vacation. Thirty years so far so good she has enjoyed her vacay, but something in her gut tells her she may be called back in the not so distant future because, lets face it. All children run into problems too big for them to handle and always whine to an elder for assistance.
More to come...
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