Age at Death: 21 

Born in 1160 in the Kingdom of Jerusalem, I was a slave to a merchant and caught in the cross fire during the Crusade. I nearly died, but an mysterious stranger saved me by giving me the Dark Gift. I had traveled throughout Europe since than. Currently reside in London as a modiste. 

Avicus' fledgling. 

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(NSFW. This is an independent rp account, I am not Nijah, nor Alexandra Daddario)

 

Looks like Armand won’t be returning for another night.

theoriginalbloodcountess:

nijah:

theoriginalbloodcountess:

Yes, has she now given birth to her children? The last I recall was the vision of seeing her sew together the cribs for her arachnid children.

-Frowns and ponders-

What sort of disturbing thoughts?

Most of the arachnid’s hatching had now departed the nest and sought the new lives of their own. The mother decided to remain in the cellar to recover before summer and was happy to see me checking up on her.

As for Ina…I sense the images of her being picked up by someone I did not recognised and dropped from the mid air. She later confirmed it was the case and the man’s name was Clark. She laid in bed and could not moved for days since the incident.

I can only imagine how the humans will react to seeing large arachnids nesting within the corners of their homes.

When he dropped her, did he shatter any of her bones? If the fall was small, she would recover, but if it was detrimental, for a human, she would need sedatives and proper alignment of bones. It also seems she has taken up with other lovers to whom I do not know, but she may be sewing herself into longer and far more difficult quilts of creatures’ lives.

My friend Jack still shivers every time I mentioned the spider (laugh).

From what I had sense in her head and what she told me, there were bones broken. Hence she could not walk for a few days. And yes, I had sensed she had lovers as well. They were by her side in the hours of need and nursed her back to health.