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Made by 4oromon
Adoptable by 4oromon

Sold by KitsuneYin (Waifu-Factory-Auction)

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Lore:

Arnebell met a terrible fate in a very early stage of her life. Only a few weeks after she was born, her home town was under siege, and only after a few days the fortress and the city were raided, plundered, and pillaged. Nearly buried under ashes in the arms of her dead mother, she cried unheard into the silence of the remains of war. Where fate kept a blind eye, another one gazed upon the infant. A demonic spirit plugged from its vessel, free to roam once more over the world. Doomed to die; to vanish; on this very day. Only a little spark of hope promised a future for both of them.

Later on, Arnebell lived mostly in the wilderness, far away from villages and any settlements. The demonic spirit taught her everything she needed to survive on her own, able to hunt down any pray she had in mind. When Arnebell arrived at the age of a full-grown woman, she decided to use her abilities to become a bounty hunter. The only job worthy of her skills and likely the only thing she was good at was killing and hunting. Even though the simple folk was scared by her aura and appearance, her cold gaze and voice meant any harm for those people. She didn't even care about them at all. Never had she meddled with other folks problems; only if they called her and promised her a reward; neither dealt with stupid riffraffs that tried to insult or assault her. A bloody Monsterhunter. That's all she was.

Description

Made by 4oromon
Adoptable by 4oromon

Sold by KitsuneYin (Waifu-Factory-Auction)

If you want more information, please contact:

KitsuneYin

---

New owner and all rights reserved: Qube-Core
Copyright of Artwork & Character-Design & Character (C)

Lore:

Arnebell met a terrible fate in a very early stage of her life. Only a few weeks after she was born, her home town was under siege, and only after a few days the fortress and the city were raided, plundered, and pillaged. Nearly buried under ashes in the arms of her dead mother, she cried unheard into the silence of the remains of war. Where fate kept a blind eye, another one gazed upon the infant. A demonic spirit plugged from its vessel, free to roam once more over the world. Doomed to die; to vanish; on this very day. Only a little spark of hope promised a future for both of them.

Later on, Arnebell lived mostly in the wilderness, far away from villages and any settlements. The demonic spirit taught her everything she needed to survive on her own, able to hunt down any pray she had in mind. When Arnebell arrived at the age of a full-grown woman, she decided to use her abilities to become a bounty hunter. The only job worthy of her skills and likely the only thing she was good at was killing and hunting. Even though the simple folk was scared by her aura and appearance, her cold gaze and voice meant any harm for those people. She didn't even care about them at all. Never had she meddled with other folks problems; only if they called her and promised her a reward; neither dealt with stupid riffraffs that tried to insult or assault her. A bloody Monsterhunter. That's all she was.