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Sapphira_Roan
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It's dark outside when she arrives for this interview. What a strange thing for her to choose to do. And yet, here she was. Stiff black boots hitting the floor with a solid thunck with every step. Her catlike violet eyes shimmer with curiosity as she sits across from this reporter. She leans back in the chair and removes her riding gloves, watching the woman across from her in a cool silence. Once the gloves are off, she cracks her knuckles and sighs, "Well...?"
The interviewer tenses at the clipped tone within the voice of the woman before her. She clears her throat and picks up her pen, finally addressing the woman. "Tell me about yourself."
"Hm. My name is Sapphira Roan, as I am sure you know. I am a soldier. A General." her eyes shimmer with pride at the word. "I fight for the Morning Star. Lucifer. So that he may one day take the surface of this planet for his own people. Before I came into him employ, however, I was quite normal. Born to a working class family. They died when I was a child. I think it was 1630. I was sent to live with my Aunt, uncle, and their two daughters. It was a happy life. Until I was five. Then the Soldiers came. They destroyed the city. Killed and displaced so many. I was young. Pretty. A child prize for a power crazed king. Before any harm could befall me, though, there was a flash of light. Then screaming." she pauses, reminiscing. "That is when I saw him. The most magnificent man I'd ever come to know. My Master. Even as a child, I was gifted with magic. He recognized it in me and too me away to Hell. I was raised and shaped into a General and Tactician. I was bonded to a dragon. And now I fight his war. Fight all who stand in our way to take this plane.
After writing down the last little bit, the interviewer looks up at Sapphira, sips her water almost cautiously at the revelation, and asks her next question. "What's your favorite animal/creature? Why?"
"That is an easy one. Dragons. My sweet Bane is here with me now." she runs her fingers over the steel choker around her neck, the pendant in the center shaped like a dragon with gleaming black eyes. "Dragons are strong, intelligent, fast. They can fly. And my Bane... He has been my partner since I was only sixteen. He chose me then. I also adore the bond we hold. He is my greatest friend. He will never shun me. Is that a good enough answer?"
"Absolutely, Miss Roan. Now, Please tell me about something you're passionate about and why."
Sapphira stretches, propping her boots onto the table top, chuckling at the images the question stir within her mind. "Battle. Fighting. Blood. They call me the Crimson General or the Crimson Warrior. Soldier of Blood. I am passionate about war and well planned strategies. Not to mention, the demise of those who oppose me and my Master."
The dangerous look in Sapphira's eyes worries the interviewer, but she presses on after clearing her throat. "We're almost done. So, if you could go anywhere, where would you go and why?"
"I suppose I... Hm. I don't know, human. I am pleased with where I am. As long as my Master is there, then that is where I wish to be. Next question."
" Alright." She scribbles down the answer and continues on, "What do you think about the afterlife? Do believe in it, and the existence of the soul?"
"We are all souls in borrowed vessels. And we all go somewhere. Tainted and dark souls come down to my master. Others go on to where the choose. Some to Valhalla, some to heaven, others to Olympus. Honestly. You'll be taken to where you belong. Or you'll be put right back to start over in a new vessel."
"Very informative... Last question and I'll get out of your hair. Is there something you desire more than anything?"
This question was unexpected. Sapphira pauses, biting her lip as she thinks of how to word this. "As strange as it may sound to you, I wish for tenderness. I want one person to be there. Always. To hold me when I am defeated. One who will understand me. My demons. My cruelty. Someone who can take all of my flaws and shortcomings and love me regardless. And if you tell a single soul what I've just said, I will hunt you down. Your death will be so slow, little human. Now. We're done here." Sapphira rises from her seat and exits, her mind shutting down the sudden pang of loneliness. Why did she tell the woman that. It was none of her business. Perhaps she was becoming soft after all these years. Can't have that, now. Best to clear her head. Perhaps a nice flight and some pillaging before returning to he Master.
The interviewer tenses at the clipped tone within the voice of the woman before her. She clears her throat and picks up her pen, finally addressing the woman. "Tell me about yourself."
"Hm. My name is Sapphira Roan, as I am sure you know. I am a soldier. A General." her eyes shimmer with pride at the word. "I fight for the Morning Star. Lucifer. So that he may one day take the surface of this planet for his own people. Before I came into him employ, however, I was quite normal. Born to a working class family. They died when I was a child. I think it was 1630. I was sent to live with my Aunt, uncle, and their two daughters. It was a happy life. Until I was five. Then the Soldiers came. They destroyed the city. Killed and displaced so many. I was young. Pretty. A child prize for a power crazed king. Before any harm could befall me, though, there was a flash of light. Then screaming." she pauses, reminiscing. "That is when I saw him. The most magnificent man I'd ever come to know. My Master. Even as a child, I was gifted with magic. He recognized it in me and too me away to Hell. I was raised and shaped into a General and Tactician. I was bonded to a dragon. And now I fight his war. Fight all who stand in our way to take this plane.
After writing down the last little bit, the interviewer looks up at Sapphira, sips her water almost cautiously at the revelation, and asks her next question. "What's your favorite animal/creature? Why?"
"That is an easy one. Dragons. My sweet Bane is here with me now." she runs her fingers over the steel choker around her neck, the pendant in the center shaped like a dragon with gleaming black eyes. "Dragons are strong, intelligent, fast. They can fly. And my Bane... He has been my partner since I was only sixteen. He chose me then. I also adore the bond we hold. He is my greatest friend. He will never shun me. Is that a good enough answer?"
"Absolutely, Miss Roan. Now, Please tell me about something you're passionate about and why."
Sapphira stretches, propping her boots onto the table top, chuckling at the images the question stir within her mind. "Battle. Fighting. Blood. They call me the Crimson General or the Crimson Warrior. Soldier of Blood. I am passionate about war and well planned strategies. Not to mention, the demise of those who oppose me and my Master."
The dangerous look in Sapphira's eyes worries the interviewer, but she presses on after clearing her throat. "We're almost done. So, if you could go anywhere, where would you go and why?"
"I suppose I... Hm. I don't know, human. I am pleased with where I am. As long as my Master is there, then that is where I wish to be. Next question."
" Alright." She scribbles down the answer and continues on, "What do you think about the afterlife? Do believe in it, and the existence of the soul?"
"We are all souls in borrowed vessels. And we all go somewhere. Tainted and dark souls come down to my master. Others go on to where the choose. Some to Valhalla, some to heaven, others to Olympus. Honestly. You'll be taken to where you belong. Or you'll be put right back to start over in a new vessel."
"Very informative... Last question and I'll get out of your hair. Is there something you desire more than anything?"
This question was unexpected. Sapphira pauses, biting her lip as she thinks of how to word this. "As strange as it may sound to you, I wish for tenderness. I want one person to be there. Always. To hold me when I am defeated. One who will understand me. My demons. My cruelty. Someone who can take all of my flaws and shortcomings and love me regardless. And if you tell a single soul what I've just said, I will hunt you down. Your death will be so slow, little human. Now. We're done here." Sapphira rises from her seat and exits, her mind shutting down the sudden pang of loneliness. Why did she tell the woman that. It was none of her business. Perhaps she was becoming soft after all these years. Can't have that, now. Best to clear her head. Perhaps a nice flight and some pillaging before returning to he Master.
