Heh.. Here is a little back ground story on this charrie. When I first named her I was her orgninal name was just going to be CrimsonNightmare. But meh best friend helped me picked out something a little bit better. Korryla. And here is the more funnier than her name is in Evlish and in English it stands for Dark Hunter. :) Hmmm I think people might see the connections between the two stories with that but who knows. Anyways! Here you go.

Mind you this is the orgnial profile for this charrie. Course it has changed with time.

Driven into the darkness of the night...Fleeting promises on the verge of cheating death in a sense it found away around life itself. A frighten child was choosen around to habor everything she was. Lost and confused her soul is much like the other..just without the maddness of hope that someday everything will be alright. An image it feels more like a creation that was born into a society with utter chaos. Much like the one before her, she stands about 6'5 . Long blonde/brownish hair that falls several inches below her waist. She looks to be about 26 years old, but her face seems to potray the rougher side of life. Skin as pale as a ghost, it seems at times that it is hard for her to stay in the light..but maybe she just doesn't like it anymore. Eyes of stone...odd they seem almost completely red, but instead of a black pupil, hers are white. Covering her body is a simple hand made outfit. Her white tang top covers her upper body, brown leather pants snug around her waist and cover her long slender legs, and of course we can't forget about the brown boots. A black leather belt hugs around her waist, attached to a small clip on the left side is a black Kitana. Black flames a design...marking, or a tattoo wrap around each wrist and run up the front of her forearms and over her elbows and stop right below her shoulders. A warrior to a nation with a high value for a lust of blood. A feeling of uneasiness, undying amounts of pain...if anyone where to sense anything about her that would be it. A gift from the Sire to the chyld..a vampire of the night a shadow to the masscared of chaos. A close resemblence to a soul that is no longer here. In search for something that may never come..the one who stands before you.. Unlike the last one..her Sire, she was made to prefect something that could not be fixed. A final split between good and evil. Chaos was playiing for a leading part in this life. A resembles there is...but to who sometimes can only linger in your heads. Unwantingness of life...Everything she was or ever had was stripped from her as she is now to fullfill a dream in which is not of her own...