Blood Goddess Lotea
Blood Countess
The Betrayed, Lotea of Cursed Blood, The Red Death
Female, typically
500 yrs
Incomprehensible
Mid Spring
Lotea is a vengeful spirit locked in a desiccated corpse. She was struck down in the prime of her life, leaving her bitter and determined to reclaim her own life by any means possible. Since she is stuck in her dead body, she has to find other means to communicate to the world around her, mostly through sensing and feeding off of the despair of others. Once she was surrounded by enough followers, she was able to reestablish herself and begin to reclaim the pieces of her soul which had been splintered across many generations. She is empathetic towards wayward and lonely people and often will subconsciously reach out to them.
10'
Red
Large Plaits
none
Yellow and Blue
Jehkhun
A bit reddish beige for the majority of her skin and dark grey for the extremities
Fragile
The top of her face is mostly skeletal aside from a thin layer of skin. Her teeth are completely exposed and she sports two cervidae horns.
Her fur markings are similar to the other deities, however they seem to be more wild in design. Her heart mark especially has a unique pattern around the center of her breastbone.
Her stripes are Mahogany, her main color is Wine, her stomach patch is a pale Rose Red, and her heart mark is Persian Red.
Her skull tends to crack in the direction of whoever is speaking to her.
Reclaiming all parts of what is effectively her soul so she can fully revive.
She is blinded by rage and feels immense isolation, which causes her to make emotionally charged decisions.
She is not fond of any followers of Asha and Kasim and will respond violently to them.
Possession, Mimicry, Mind Influence
Planning her revenge, planning the revival of her kingdom, mind control
ENTJ
She is partially desiccated and cannot move much in her initial state.
Chronic pain.
Unliving Demi God of Passion and
Chaos
Voice Style (soon)
Reference (soon)
Normal - “Welcome, shujaa. Have you brought me a piece of my heart?”
Satisfied - “I am no longer tied to that lonely husk in the dirt - finally, I am complete again!”
Angry - “How dare they forget about me! I did everything for them and this is how they repaid me?! They took everything away from me, just to forget who I was.”
Laughter - Bitter, an ominous cackle or insidious giggles.
Her own: Kultus Sanguinne
Goddess
Living Effigy