The White Demon

[*Spehss Mehreen]

Basic Information
Name: Asheea Anacaya
Name Pronounciation: Ah-shay-ah Ah-nah-cai-ah
Aliases: White, Elthiir
Gender: Female
Race: Tiefling
Age: 19
Profession: Farmer/Antisocialist
Languages: Common, Abyssal, Infernal, Celestial
Accent: Not one that is terribly noticeable, but definitely not a Sigilian accent

Physical Information
Height: 5'2"
Weight: Very light
Body build: A little scrawny from undereating.
Skin type: Smooth and soft
Hair style: Relatively short, with the bangs long enough to cover both eyes, though they usually only cover one.
Scars: She has a small burn mark on her chest, generally not noticeable unless you were looking for it. It is located near her heart
Tattoos: None

[b]Hair:[/b] Stark White [b]Eyes:[/b] Pink [b]Skin:[/b] Stark White [/li]

Mental Information
Alignment: Undecided (True Neutral)
Philosophy: Leave me alone and I'll leave you alone. I just want to live, I'm not out to get you, so if you just leave me alone, I'll let you be.
Fears/Phobias: People, and being alone.
Deity/Beliefs: None
Personality:

[u]Antisocial[/u] [i]She does not often talk with people, and when she does, it's often an awkward conversation.[/i] [u]Secretive[/u] [i]She does not like giving out her real name without getting to know someone first.[/i] [u]Careful[/u] [i]She does not place herself in dangerous situations, as much as can be helped.[/i] [u]Slightly Insane[/u] [i]She is a little touched in the head. She was abused often as a child for her blood, and has fabricated an entire world in her head where her parents loved her and honestly believes it. The only time the real world is acknowledged by Asheea in regards to her parents is in her drawings - near schizophrenic and disorganized drawings of a tailed girl getting abused and beaten.[/i] [/li]

Additional Information
Gear: A half-mask designed to help keep light out of her eyes
Jewelry: None
Habbits/hobbies: Pacing, figiting, observing.
General Health: Slightly ill, extremely easily blinded, extremely easily sunburned
Favorite Drink: Apple Juice
Weaknesses: She is very antisocial, and thus has very little friends. She is also slightly insane (See above) and a little ill as well.

[*Spehss Mehreen]

Day 1...I think?

Well, day one of the journal anyway...I've been here longer...

Uhm...I suppose I should start by saying hi. So...Hi. I'm Asheea Anacaya, though most people call me White. I'm paranoid I guess with my real name, I only give it out to a few.

I'm a tiefling, but I'm a white tiefling. Albino I think was the word that was used...? My skin, hair and eyes didn't develop properly or something like that. My skin and hair are both pure, snow white while my eyes are pink.

The sun...I can't stand it. I don't mind it but...I can't stand being out in it. The light burns my skin and blinds my eyes...I always used to stay inside during the day.

I've been in Sigil for a little while now I guess, but the people confuse me...And sort of scare me too, just a little. But I haven't managed to accidentally creep anyone out here yet.

Saiph says it's hard to creep anyone out. She's one of the few friends I have, or ever had really. Saiph, Gwyn and Carenne. Everyone else might as well be a stranger.

I saw the plane of Elysium last night...At night, thankfully. The sun wasn't up so it didn't burn. Me, Gwyn, Saiph and two others were there - one was Gwyn's brother, the other a tiefling I don't really know. A lady or something like that.

Everyone else began talking, and as usual, I was more or less left out of the conversation. I just relaxed and began thinking to myself. But it wasn't really very relaxing.

The visions returned. The insanity returned along with it.

I barely remember anything, but I began scribbling in the sand. Drawing out all the memories I was recalling. I couldn't stop and I had no idea if they were true or not...

Townspeople chasing me with forks and pitchforks...Trying to kill me...

Parents beating me for...Gods know what...

Brother shoving me down and kicking me, calling me a demon, saying I should have never been born...

That's just a few. It wasn't relaxing at all, and I couldn't stop drawing. I drew until every one was in the sand...

Am I losing my mind? Or have I already lost it?

When they were all in the sand, I couldn't help anything...I just curled up and cried...I had utterly forgotten anyone else was there.

Am I losing my mind?

[*Spehss Mehreen]

Day 4

I know it's been a few days since I wrote last. I guess I'm not very good at writing every day.

A few things have happened...Someone named Arvolexia seems to be interested in me somehow, and has asked me to do a census for her...Oh gods, I don't like it really...I have to talk to lots of people and people...Well...People frighten me...

Gwyn was gone for a couple of days so that left me with one less person to talk to...mostly just Saiph for a little.

Though I...I don't know...

Everyone says I have to talk to people more, but I can't...It's not that easy...It's so hard, and people just...Scare me...

I'm away from everything that hurt me before though...So that's good.

I really do feel a bit lonely a lot of the time, but Saiph and Gwyn at least make me feel okay. Both of them are very nice, patient and understanding...Especially Gwyn.

Wonder what's going to happen next...