The Forbidden Ones
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"She didn’t look like a monster, but rather a goddess."
Nayla is an old decedent, most likely the last of her kind. She hunts in the night, becoming almost instantly your worst nightmare alive. There are only a few things that set her apart from the rest; few things that would get her killed if the wrong set of ears heard of her secrets.
Nayla is a Dampfh.....half human, half vampire, half demon.
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