TBD Intro Revisited

The Blessed Damned

(Toying with a second intro. Tell me what you think.)

To look at her at present, it would appear that Sorcha (Sur a ka) is about 23, or maybe 24 years old. Her golden hair is locked in curls and her emerald eyes, however sinister, always appear warm and inviting. Her skin is pale and her lips are as red as blood. Her stature is relatively small, she just tops 5 feet, and her build is less than frail.

She’s chesty and her short height makes her bust appear even larger than it is. When she was truly young she would become annoyed with the men who would speak to her making constant eye contact below her neck, but now it’s something she’s learned to take advantage of.

Sorcha was born in Ireland before the first Millennia. Her mother, Treasa (Tra sa), was the bastard daughter of a Viking. Though she was young and beautiful, Treasa’s heart was cold and stubborn, and her thoughts were always cruel and devious. Treasa had long black hair and walnut eyes. She was tall with a lean face and a bright cunning smile and she favored red, thinking back Sorcha can remember her wearing nothing but.

Her father, Ríoghán (Ree awn), was a true Celtic man. He was noticeably strong and of average height. He had fiery hair and a round face paired with a full beard and long mustache. His brows were messy but he and his daughter shared the same green, inviting eyes. His family practiced magic and kept their traditions alive for as long as they could. When the Christians came to Ireland they were forced to move deep into the wilderness to be able to continue to with their beliefs.

Ríoghán taught Sorcha everything that was taught to him. He wanted her to see the world and respect it for its beauty and magic. He knew one day the Christians would come over more of Ireland, and he would let her decide for herself what she would believe in.