I am the oldest daughter of our beloved mother Taraliece de la Shadou and her Lord and Master Jarred de la Shadou.  The sixth child of  twenty-five, My brothers and sisters in birth order are: Jarred Jr., Armand, Darian, Wolfe, Thaddeus, myself, Barnabus, the twins; Lazarus and Terezz, Malaki, Malvolio, Obidiah , Artemis, Tacita, Takira, Trina, Tiara, Tamra, second set of twins; Tanith and Tyliara , Teylynn, Trianna, and Jeremiah. There was also another girl-child named Trinity...however she is no longer with us.  From my sibling's loins, there are the children that the family has blessed with the pure blood as well. Mating only within the family is our way.  Look to the kings and queens of old...to find our justification as if we truly wished your approval.

Father is a word I cannot truly say without bile rising in my throat so I shall call him Jarred. He was quick to violence and one that would use any means necessary to be feared and obeyed by us all. Time and time again, he raped mother, keeping her with child, perhaps trying to simply kill her off through childbirth.  Satan knows he beat Mother and the rest of us children often enough for this thought to be justified.

We had lost two sisters to Jarred's intolerance for girls. Trianna was sold as if property and nothing more than a slave.  Teylynn taken away to die in the forest however our blessed, kind hearted, courageous Mother saved her. Jarred did not tolerate insubordination.  He would strong-arm, coerce, beat or blackmail any of us to do things his way. For Jarred it truly was his way or no way at all. I believe this is why Thaddeus was sold:  one of his own male children to bear the injustice of rape, forced to be but property to a dirty sea captain. I began to wonder just who would be next. The Shadou Chateau was full of children yet and he had gotten rid of three already.  It almost seemed as if he were taking his time...plotting what to do to each of us...perhaps a way to keep Mother under heel.

As I grew in power and age, my hatred was more easily hidden from him for I concentrated on learning. I threw myself into the studies of the healing realm and refined it by practicing on my kin when one was hurt, the most common of these accidents being that of running into Jarred in a foul temper. Mother was a Witch, Jarred a Warlock and so the variety of things they both taught has been priceless. From Mother's side, we became blessed with mind links to one another. It is developed in all and is a constant source of power for we can unite in a moment's notice.  Through the developing of psionics, we are also able to lend the power of one or more to another when they are in need. Our unity is our strongest asset. Shadow walking, psionics and an intense knowledge of poisons are all my own personal strengths.

My true love and study was healing in all forms. I hungered for more information, feasting over every tome I got  hold of, studying with other healers to learn more in case the family ever was in dire need. I practiced on myself as well, saturating my system with poisons, toxins and venoms, to build up a tolerance to them until they became something I shall never fear again. I did this...quite deliberately.  I have tampered with myself to get the desired effect and I always did love to experiment. I can heal using psionics, bending the blood vessels and muscles to move to my want as I heal from within out. It taxes m mentally as one can imagine, but never physically.  I have also studied in great depth the herbs and earth magic. As a result, I have gathered and stored now a vast collection of herbs and the seeds to grow from fresh again if I have need. I carry some with me at most times. We have been blessed in Satan's favorable outlook on us and thankfully he has come to my call when it was life threatening, though his price comes highly. I will use it if I have to though...anything for my family's well being.

We called on Satan's blessing before we murdered Jarred, our Father, with his own sacrificial dagger. Splattered with his very blood as each child took their turn. It was justice...and one I do not fathom any of us will ever regret.  He did damn himself o this end and I felt no pity as we are what he raised after all. Though an unfortunate side effect of our slaying was discovered later as it seems that he still has power even beyond the grave.  Someday...we can only hope to be rid of him forever.

My passions are healing and my family and they will always be.  This...caused my leave for a great while.  I had developed an antitoxin for my family to counteract my venomous body and after testing it on one called Dias, I knew that it was safe.  This had been one of my greatest accomplishments as the effects lasted lifelong.  Word came to me, however, of a rare herb whose principles I am still not certain on.  Naturally, I became quite curious.  I intended to be gone for only a short time, but once I gathered samples I heard of another herb...one that would do all the more miraculous things.  I traveled across the lands to find this one as well, set on bringing its power to my family.  Before I had known, time had passed and I had been gone for far much longer than I ever intended.  As soon as this realization dawned, I quickly came back.  Once more, I am with the family I love and protect.  If at all within my power, I shall never leave them again.  We...are the Darkshadows.  Separate, we are strong.  Together...we are undefeated.

The Family shall never die...