Player: @Psygon

Character Bio

The body had lain in the morgue too long, the victim of a brutal attack, and in that time there had been no evidence, no clues to the killer of the young woman. The detective had given up hope. Yet in his hand he held a small iron box. He wasn't sure if he believed that the magics inside would work but he needed something to grasp on to.

With a heavy heart he removed the clasp, a small black stone lay inside, he looked at it in anger. How was this supposed to restore life? Frustrated he slammed it down down on the trolley and turned away. What had he been thinking, to try magic where policeing had failed. And then a gasp from behind him, he turned as the young woman opened eyes as white as her pale skin. She raised herself from the table, the sheet falling away to reveal scars that were healing.

"Wwwwhat have I done?!" he stammered. "I never hoped..."

She reached out and grasped his wrist, her coldness seeped through him. "Sometimes it is better not to hope" She said with a wicked grin.

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