"Red-Eyes Viktoriaes, the Knight with Nothing to Prove."
Name: Viktoriaes Crowe
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Size: 6'1"
Hair Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Red
Appearance: Slender and athletic.
Bust Size: 32C
Occupation: Knight-errant
Sexuality: Bisexual
Disposition: Bitch.
Viktoriaes used to be a peasant, had nothing to her name and scavenged to survive each day. Although you'd never hear her admit such, especially since she killed everyone who knew her pitiful childhood just to protect her image. An entire village snuffed out in an act of twisted vanity, one of many atrocities committed by the regal knight to protect the truth of her success. The woman was not born with crimson eyes, she bought them from demons in exchange for favours down the road and a caveat that her soul was forfeit upon her untimely demise, whenever that happened to be.
It is important to understand that, the eyes themselves did not make Viktoriaes evil, they merely granted her the power to do the things she'd thought of in the past but understood at the time that she was just a weak, malnourished child who back then would be caught, beaten for behaviour or simply killed. Blessed with newfound demonic strength, speed and constitution, she tore down those that wronged her in the past and took what she wanted from their fresh corpses. Her prize possession being the greatsword from the first knight she slew, it was in a sanctioned duel where she'd goaded him into it at a local tavern, then in the fight pried the weapon from his gauntlets before turning it on him and holding it skyward, holding it triumphantly in the air as the poor man's body had been impaled through the chest, sliding gradually down the vertically-held blade, simultaneously horrifying and nauseating the spectators as blood gurgled from the knight's closed helmet.
Having earned a reputation of ending the careers or worse still lives of those who get in her way, very few willingly challenge Viktoriaes to combat one-on-one. So she often goes seeking fights for the adrenaline rush, offering her sword on the battlefield for a price, or following rumours of rare or exotic creatures to defeat and carve trophies from.