Battle. A true battle, in Anna's eyes, is a kill or be killed scenario. Nothing proved this to her more thanthe dayshe got her armor and sword. She had been minding her own buisness, when some kind of hellhound girl, a cerberus by the looks of her, clad in armor, tried to kill her! Something about her blood, or bloodline perhaps. Anna didnt exactly stop and ask for details while fighting for her life. She managed to get the girl into a hold and snap all three of her necks, before she stole the girls armor for herself, then took her very soul and forged it into a sword!
This sword, which she named the 'Hellhound Fang', comes with a good few perks. Along with a blade that never dulls, she can also, when angry enough, use it to summon hellfire and bend those demonic flames to her whims. And as a Diskenth, shes a natural weapon master, meaning she is quite adept with hr sizable blade.
Of course, her fathers lust for battle isn't all that she inherited. She also inhrited her mothers lust for...well, sex and her rather sizable appetite! Indeed, dispite her looks, Anna can pack away an entire buffet and be back to slim in a half hour tops! Of course, she often combines her many lusts, battling for sex, food, or both. Often times the looser of a fight with her, shouldthey survive the fight, will wind up in a world of pleasure followed by a world of acidic gurgles~
((WIP but ready for play))