Reaver, Amora

Name:Amora Reaver

Title(s): Reaver, Black Rose

Home/Location: Waterdeep

Birthplace: Near Dragonspear Castle

Age: 19

Race: Tiefling (heritage Succubus)

Gender: Female

Deity: Sharess

Alignment: CN

Discription: Amora is a short slender woman with pale skin, a gentle smiling seductive face, and long black hair. Four inch horns sweep back from her head, keeping her bangs in constant part. Soft pink eyes highlight her face. A long slender tail swishes back and forth behind her, usually showing her true emotions even when she tries to hide them.

History: Amora was found outside the Dragonspear castle along the trade way by an Illmatari Priest. Feeling sorry for the apparent orphaned child, he took her back to the orphanage in Waterdeep to tend and care for the unwanted child. On the road back he noticed something unique about the child, in her wrappings, something small kept wiggling under her clothes. Knowing the child probably needed some changing, he investigated the moving appendage carefully. He couldn’t believe his eyes, the child had a tail. Thinking back to where he found her, he realized the child must be a demon spawn. Tempted to remove the child from his presence he realized that the little girl had no outside influences, he suspected that he would be able to teach the little girl better than her demonic heritage would allow.

Bringing her back to the orphanage he took her in as his daughter. Keeping her safe and secluded from most people to hide her demonic heritage, he mostly kept her indoors and away from everyone. As the years went by, her demonic blood could not be completely denied, she slipped at times, playing pranks, stealing silverware, sneaking though the house in the middle of the night. She wasn’t always able to control her urges but she did well enough for a while. At the age of fourteen however, she decide to explore the world on her own, and found the streets a lot more hostile than she would have expected. The world resented her looks, and they were growing more demonic by the day it seemed with her horns growing in on her head. she learned the side alleys, long loose skirts became her friend, and taller hats were her fashion when she could get her hands on one.

The years by herself were harsh on Amora, especially the first one, too close of a chase ended with the city guard far more than she liked. Only reason she wasn't caught, she believes, was her knowledge of the back alleys. However, as time went on, she became a better pickpocket, learning who was paying attention, who was looking, larger crowds make escape easier than they looked, basic instincts for danger, all of these things slowly came to Amora over the two years she was on her own in the streets of Waterdeep.

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