#.Never trust my mercy ( The Sphinx : inspo )

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The Sphinx

Nicknames: The Lioness, Mother of mothers 

Age: Immortal, beyond the count of years 

Birthplace: ???

Height: 5’’ (on all fours), 6’4’’ (on hind legs)

Race: Sphinx 

Gender: Cis-Femme (She/Her) 

Genre: Fantasy, Horror 

ABILITIES: She can travel through people’s dreamscapes, preferring to live in the more comfortable corners of their minds than manifesting herself in the physical realm. The Sphinx possesses the gift of prophecy, but will rarely use it to anyone’s benefit. If you wish her to counsel you on the future, you must be willing to part with something very important in return. 

ALIGNMENT: Evil, evil, evil…

(ALT-VERSES.)

(AESTHETICS.)

GENERAL APPEARANCE

The Sphinx measures up to the average size of a lion, with tan fur and a pair of large, white colored wings. Her head is that of a beautiful woman, dark skin, black hair, with soft brown eyes which lure the meek. She is the meeting of two worlds, one rooted in earthly delights and the other a vision of unrepressed bloodlust. 

PERSONALITY

On the surface she offers all the warmth and kindness of a mother, preoccupied with the going ons of her “children” and their safety. She presents herself as trustworthy, softening the edges of her appearance with the elegance of her manner and voice. If you find yourself lost in the soothing tones of her words, you might just forget the sharpness of her teeth and claws, only to be reminded of them at the very end.  She is nothing like she seems. Brutal, merciless, and a vicious hunter at heart, there is no one more desiring of blood and raw meat than a sphinx on her prowl. The only thing that can keep her at bay is her insatiable want for amusement, an all consuming need to be entertained. If she finds that she can toy with you- she will. Regardless of how or why, she will sap her new game for all that it’s worth until you’re reduced to nothing but dust beneath her massive paw. 

BIO

She was born alone on an island rich with the ambrosia of the gods. As a cub, the Sphinx suckled on the nectar in place of a mother’s breast, and with it grew strong enough to hunt the little migratory birds coming to roost. Those first years were spent only eating and sleeping as beasts do, thinking inward in her isolation, and with no use of her voice. But the winds picked up one day, and as she felt them with her wings, was brought aloft and away from her lonesome nest.  The Sphinx flew across the sea and discovered there were other lands besides her island, filled with all manner of creatures for her to eat and places for her to explore. The limits of her world were expanding until its very fringes blurred beyond her purview, and she understood then the full breadth of infinity. Her lips split with a piercing laugh, the first sound she’d ever made since the cries of her birth. The Sphinx knew this was all hers…