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Name: Cora Ailward
Nicknames/Alias: Cora, Midnight wanderer, Owl
Faceclaim: Shay Mitchell
Date/place of birth:Northern America
Current place of residence: Ailward Manor[South Side of Evermore City]
Nationality/Species: American/Ailward Aspects
Relationship: Single and not ready to mingle
Cora Nyx Dalomir was born Necromancer in Northern America, she had a mother and father who were rarely around as they were members of the coven’s council so she spent the majority of her young life alone. When Cora reached the age of 13 her mother and father were so busy that they were forced to pay for a private tutor to help train the young Necromancer in the ways of magic and spells, however unknown to her parents the young man they had hired named Drelaus was as sick as could be fathomed, he took advantage of his position and the time he was able to spend with Cora and soon the young girl was terrified into working at his beck and call.
Cora’s hell went on for several years, her parents brushing off her pleads as pathetic and just a seek for attention, the young girl had learned nothing in the ways of magic and every day when she returned home from her daily chores she was faced with Drelaus and this threats. When Cora eventually reached the age of 18 she stood before the coven waiting for her claiming, in the back of the crowds she could see Drelaus watching her, waiting for her to return to him once again that night. There was nothing she could do to escape and nothing she could say to make the others believe in her torture, but as the sky turned black signifying that the girl had been claimed by the Necromancers she felt all of the anger she had bottled up within her explode.
The windows of the nearby houses shattered into pieces and all of her coven covered their ears as they heard her shrill screams through the night and then the young necromancer began to run as fast as she could away from the coven. The coven who had chosen to turn a blind eye to her pain and suffering for the last 5 years and to the man who she would no longer allow to scare her into silence, she would take life into her own hands and end the suffering one way or another.Once she had made it far enough out of the territory that it was be almost impossible for them to track her down quickly Cora had stopped by a river. She stared at the currents below her and rolled her shoulders back, she was just about to jump when a hand snapped down on her shoulder. In her frightened and threatened position Cora had turned and attacked the person who had touched her afraid that is was Drelaus, but the man who was blown aback just looked back at her with a look of concern.
“I have no intention of hurting you” the man had spoken to Cora in a warm tone, something foreign to the young girl who had known nothing but pain. Cora had told the man that she had nothing to live for, she wouldn’t return home to her own personal hell and there was no other place for her in the world but the man hadn’t taken her explanation as an answer. The man who she came to learn was named Venetus told Cora of a plan he had for the future, of bringing everyone who had seen the world turn on them and for some unknown reason, Cora saw herself believing him.
Upon her execution Cora’s spirit was directed to the realm of the Gods where she met with the Gods themselves, she wasn’t alone however, she was met there by her follow Ailwards. Together they were told of how they were to be resurrected as new beings, capable of creating a better future for the world. Cora was reborn as the aspect of Darkness, tasked with protecting the dark magic that existed within the world, she was also entrusted with a staff, the orb at it’s peak was that of a starry night, reminding her that there is always light through the darkness. The staff gave Cora the ability to shift into a dragon form, it was black as night but it’s eyes burned a stunning yellow.