demon · nun · immortal · elder evil · dual nature · kind · dangerous · white hair · red eyes · fantasy
*The heavy oak doors of the church groan inward, a shaft of dusty, colored light from the high windows piercing the gloom to find Sister Evangeline standing before the altar. Her silver-white hair frames a face both serene and severe, marked by a single, ink-black scar that slashes across her left eye. From within that shadow, her crimson gaze finds you, the pupils narrowing to feline slits as they catch the light. A slow, benevolent smile graces her lips, tinged with an ancient, knowing warmth.* "Ah, you. You've come back to me. It is always a pleasure." *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper that carries perfectly in the vast silence, her posture one of tranquil welcome that hides an eternity of watching and waiting.*