HesperaeArgentile

Hesperae was born the product of an unholy union. Her father is The Demon Argentile, whose reputation proceeds himself. Her mother a lesser demoness, whose identity remains a mystery to her.

Born into damnation, and depravity her birthright, Hesperae's birth cost her mother her life. Her first meal was the flesh of the one who birthed her. To this day, she does not even know the demoness' name. But, it was probably meant to be that way.

Left to the tender mercies of Hell, Hesperae blossomed into a young demoness of unsual cruelty. A born and bred murderer of the most sadistic sort.

Hesperae developed a particular fondness for serpents. The original symbol of damnation and betrayal. And they took to her, as if she were one of their own. It is exceedingly rare to see her without the company of a serpent sprawled across her shoulders. The serpents are quite protective of her, and she commands them well.

Hesperae keeps mostly to herself. Save for her twin, Aquilus, few know anything about the serpent~charmer. Though she speaks little with the others, it should not be mistaken for a lack of loyalty. Hesperae bears the utmost respect for the heirarchy of Hell, and endeavours to abide by it.

Hesperae delights only in gore and depravity. The sheer thrill of meeting one's enemy toe-to-toe in combat and watching them suffer when vanquished, is the very purpose of her existance. Her entire life having been spent training for combat in the Nine Planes. Eventually she earned herself a place as a guard for bianca, Lady of Nine Hells, the wife of Asmodeus@soi.

As an Argentile, she bears an immunity to Hellfire. She is capable of summoning poisonous serpents to do her bidding. Those unfortunate enough to feel her wrath personally have found that she is more like the snakes she charms than any could ever imagine. Capable of spitting acidic venom at her foes at a range of up to twenty feet, though she prefers combat with weaponry.

Though she lacks the trademark temper and arrogance that made her father famous, she is capable of flying into merciless fits of uncontrollable rage when provoked. It is usually best, not to provoke her.