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Daemon Slayer Girl, The Misfit
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This user is a vigilant DOAD Hunter. "Thou shall receive no quarter!"
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Cast out from the Tribe she once called home, is now on a path to self discovery. On her journey she has faught numerous beasts to survive, even killed others just to keep her own heart beating. Her thirst for blood is still yet to be quenched. It was 9 years ago she was kicked out of her Tribe, although it still only feels like yesterday. She has joined others in a hope of finding a new home, but to no avail, but she has heard of a Legendary Tribe, no one knows where they reside, for they will come for you if you are worthy to join their ranks. They are known as, The Aundae. where they come from is a mystery, how many years they have been around is unkown, some say since the dawn of time, others think they have only been around for a few years, but have grown fast.
As DSG was walking through the forest, making her way to her camp ground she could hear rustling in trees and bushes, she kept walking in a straight, her head down, but eyes wandering from side to side, in the corner of her eye she could see a dark figure, her hand slowly reached for her sword. Before she could get a firm grasp on her sword, 3 masked figures jumped from the trees, weapons ready, but standing in a defencive stance. She realised that they meant her no harm, so she let go of her sword, and in doing so, the masked figures lowered their weapons too. They stood staring at her for a good 5 minutes, discussing what to do until one step forward and offered her a passage to a new home if she chose to go. Thinking about it for a while she accepted, and little did she know what she had gotten herself into, for the Aundae clan she had yet to know she had joined, had their own enemies.
3 months had passed, and she did not think to ask whom she had joined, she liked it her, better than the placeshe was kicked out of as a young woman. She was given a her own Title as they had been watching her for a year or so, and knew she had potential. after contemplating on what it should be, she chose 'Misfit' mainly for the reason, she was a 'Socil Misfit' and had only been there for a few months, the title fitted and the tribe loved it. Being a new member of the tribe, she took it on herself to defend them from enemy raids, triumphing each time, yet she did not take the credit for the victories, instead, passed them on to the other members. People started to love her, even worship her, but she knew it was wrong and ignored the people.
A few years passed and even more bad luck had struck the tribe, since she had joined the raads had increased and so had the number of deaths withing the tribe. she blamed herself, and is wondering whether to take her own life, or not....
On her travels thus far, many monsters have met their end...
| This player has raped Kazgul!!
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| This player has raped Trumlack!!
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| This player has raped Aganord!!
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| This player has raped The Scroll Guardian!!
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| This player has raped Spidra Arcana!!
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| This player has raped Lythroffe!!
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| This player has raped Blisterbone!!
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| This player has raped Gribelda!!
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| This player has raped a Green Dragon!!
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| This player has raped Rotroot!!
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| This player has raped Lord Lantern!!
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| This player has raped A Crypt Golem!!
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| This player has raped Kadum Rukan!!
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| This player has raped Your Mum!!
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| Blaahhnng Blaaaahhnnng, Y'aahhll... This user is wearing a Zombie Ring on their cold, dead hand.
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