<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-4.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/8/A/0/z8A0/pfdm1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em>  Pantea Artemisia</em></strong></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em>  Monk of the four winds<br/>  HP 52  (Current 52) AC 21 </em></strong></span><br/><br/>Character sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><strong>  Background:</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em>The mysterious dancer,  whose dance intoxicates audiences across the land.   Often whispered to be more then human.   For sons speak of her and fathers and grandfathers remember the timeless beauty.   Hot fiery beauty when she danced and the hot nights of passion.   Yet so cold and aloof in a structured sense of order.  So very attainable yet forever distant.   A mere pauper yet of noble baring Pantea Artemisia.<br/><br/>A very enigma for Pantea is indeed over a hundred years of age.  Of an actual age of a one hundred forty six years.   For her mother was a mortal woman and her father a scion of the night,  one of the lords of undead, a predator of the night an vampire.    Her mother a mere inn wench,  yet that noble baring is in her blood.   For her father long from his distant lands a Vicar from an age past.    Of an empire long forgotten and buried with the sands of time.  <br/><br/>It is the dances of that long forgotten empire that he passed onto her.   Taught to her as a teenager.   During a time when she knew not the truth.  Not the reason for her murderous rages for blood.   Blood it is not needed,  not for substances.   No it is craved for its delights a dark part of her.   It is the reason Pantea has walked the way of the four winds as a monk of the order.     To quiet those murderous urges.   For within her is the great capacity to also do good.  As she walks that balance through structured order.   <br/><br/>Still the enigma has many facets to it for her.   Unlike many of her kind who take vows of celibacy.   Pantea is the complete opposite with a craving for it a desperate need for it.   It is the knowing looks grandfathers and fathers give to sons  in remembering.    For hers is a vow of fornication.   The sexual energy is drawn into for her KI power.  </em></span>