Galatea for Megumi

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[center][size=6][font=georgia][i]The Pale Beauty[/i][/font][/size][/center]
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[right][i]The blood-dappled night hunter[/i][/right]

The blood isn't hers. It's never been hers. The gems began to grow on her when she was still quite young, so small she thought at first they were freckles: little flecks of deep ruby along her jaw and neck that would be impossible to see if not for her bone-white scales.

When she first ran afoul of the sun and felt it burn her, she retreated to the darkness and waited out the day. She awoke with scales clotted and patterned in blood-red gems, scabbing over where the sun had touched her. The abundance of gems hurt, leaving her stiff and slow. She heard tell of a witch doctor who worked in service to vampires, and came to him for help.

Samedi's efforts to cure the mysterious gembond only helped to rule out the notion of a cure at all. Instead, he took the worst of the gems off the old fashioned way: with a rockworker's file and pick. When he'd removed the worst of it, he gave her preventative salves to slow the gems' regrowth and soothe her tender hide.

A life of stiff, careful steps made to minimise the clink of gem against gem has made Galatea unexpectedly stealthy and quiet. These talents made her useful to Elisheba, who offered her a place among the night hunters in exchange for unlimited access to Samedi's treatment. Content with both the care and sense of purpose offered, Galatea agreed, and, with much of her mysterious condition under control, has worked tirelessly in Her Eternal Majesty's name ever since.

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[center][size=2]Bio by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/1491328]Rifter #2226[/url].[/size][/center]