Desdemona Ladouceur

Name: Desdemona Ladouceur
Nickname/Alias: Des, Mona, Lady Venom
Age: 102yrs old (turned into a demon at 31)
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Race: Demon


Rank: Outcast/Assassin
Play-by: Kate Beckinsale

Personality:
    Des is a hardened woman who has been through a lot in her century long lifetime. Her trials have made her cold and distant to most others, acting unattached and uncaring, though remnants of her humanity from lifetimes before have been known to slip through her frigid exterior. She can be merciless, but she makes no action without thinking it through thoroughly. Any remnants of humor the woman may retain are dry and satirical. She is the Ice Queen.

History:
    Desdemona was born in Moten, with a Shipbuilder for a father and a mother who did nothing but take care of her five children who could be quite the handful. The mob of kids were willey and hardheaded, like their father. All of them were known for getting into spots of mischief and sneaking on to the work docks. Desdemona, known as Yoli Lacoste back then, was the eldest of the pack of kids and often tasked with aiding her mother in wrangling the small horde. It was on her watch, the twins, Theo and Tali died. They had been playing on the docks, messing with dangerous equipment and pulleys when one came loose and the rope snagged the two younglings, dragging them into the depths.
    Des's parents blamed the young girl for her sibling's deaths, she became the black sheep of the family often yelled at and beaten, thrown about and blamed for every misdeed that befell the family after that faithful day. It was a hard life for a young girl, living with that weight crushing her downwards and working her hands to the bones at the metal worker's shop to try and make up for the bad luck that seemed to cloud over their household.
    It was in her late twenties she moved out, though stayed withing the town. She followed as her father had and helped to build the boats, always staring at the depths of the waters that had claimed two of her younger siblings. Her boss was a man no kinder than her parents had been, pushing her to work long hours and in strong winds and rains. Coldness was all the woman had known, and it was cold that would take her life as the icy water froze to the docks in the strong winter winds, making the wood slick and dangerous and the waters were rough and freezing. Desdemona fell from her work stations that day, merely thirty-one years into her lifetime when the strong waters dragged her beneath their pull and her head slammed into the posts of the docks making her vision blur and her mind slow. She screamed for someone, _anyone to save her, offering them anything they wanted as water filled her lungs and the words became inaudible to the human ear beneath the tides. But someone heard her.
Some thing.
A shadow in the inky depths that offered her another chance at life in exchange for her soul.
The terrified young woman accepted.
    She was reborn that day, born with confidence and pride- and a newfound strength and power that made her fearless and fed her loveless heart.
Reborn as the Demoness, Desdemona with a arms like spiders and fangs protruding between full lips dripping with venom.The demon who had turned her into one of his own told her how to hide her monstrous form, how to reign in the powers she felt beneath her skin.
It was with this new form she found a lot in life that suited her new skillset, an assassin for hire. One that raised a small group of followers and grew to be known as the underground guild, The Order of Lilith. They had small stations throughout the realms, each little alcove hard to find unless one knew where to look and the right ears to whisper in, often moving hideout locations to avoid being found and wiped out. The Order would take coin in exchange for kill, as long as the Mistress, Desdemona herself, found the cause worthwhile. Their one major rule being, they would never kill a child.