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Character Intro : Kassandra Novak

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Basic lore :

Kassandra Novak was born in the remote village Terres Des Damnés in the year 1974 by her mother Alena Novak and her father Borya Novak. Her mother and father moved to Terres Des Damnés only 3 years before having her. They left Suzdal, Russia, in hopes of starting a family and moving on from their troubled pasts. Unfortunately, both of Kassandra's parents were killed in a tragic 'car accident' when she was only 5 years old. Kassandra then spent the next 4 years in the village orphanage until Sainte Marie-Christine (Marie-Christine Alarie) decided she would raise her in the cathedral. Kassandra became a loyal devotee to Marie-Christine and eventually was appointed to be the priestess' holy knight. Kassandra knows nothing but her 'god'. Too Kassandra, Marie-Christine saved her. She blessed her with the utmost privilege of being her protector. To those who are not in the cult, they truly mourn dear Kassandra. Marie-Christine took a vulnerable child and groomed her. She was not raised like a daughter, she was raised like a soldier. Someone whose only role is to protect the life of her 'god'. To this day, the 23 year old girl still has never grown up. She does not know of herself or the world. All she knows is Marie-Christine. Her mother. Her god. Her purpose.

Voice claim :

Amicia de Rune - A Plague Tale

( Voiced by Charlotte McBurney )

Face claim :

Alice Belladonna

( @aliccebelladonna on Instagram )

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For more detailed lore and progress on the story please visit the following link :

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Kassandra Novak

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Character portrait of my character Kassandra Novak from my creative project Terres Des Damnés. This is the first portrait of my portrait series of all of my characters !

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FYI : this is not a full completed work, simply just concept art for myself that I am deciding to share. These designs are not final and will develop & become polished over time !

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Terre des damnés, a new creative project.

Greetings! My name is Max, also known as biohzrd(ous). The following text contains a short teaser of one of my works in progress titled “Terre des damnés”. This translates to Land of the Damned in French. This story starts with a man named Davi Serrano who is one of the first outsiders to discover the remote land located in an unknown part of France in late December of 2007. Davi works for a worldwide foundation to research and handle those not of humankind who cause harm. As the world is sheltered from the knowledge of these kinds of things that live on Earth, special forces of people are trained to continue to control the balance between those of the supernatural and humans. While in this land, Davi discovers multiple important figures in the story. The lord of the castle, the maiden of the mansion, the priestess of the cathedral, and the captain of the bay. This story will contain vampire-like beings, spirits, the living dead, religion, gothic horror, the supernatural, and much more. My writing is heavily inspired by my favorite pieces of media like the Soulsborne games, the Resident Evil franchise, and classic gothic horror tales told across the world. This story is written not of the intent of a book or novel, but more in a videogame-like manner.  I hope you enjoy this teaser for my story and begin to look forward to the completed work!

Quick FYI : This story takes place in late December - early January of 2007.

As Davi moves through the town, an uncomfortable feeling running down his spine, something was off about this place and he wasn't entirely sure what it was. As his feet carry him through the snow, crunching beneath his feet as he made his way to the large bridge, leading upon the ever so ominous castle before him. He stands front and center on the bridge, his eyes glistening with the light of the torches that line and light the path forward. Large, shiny plaques made of metal with intricate lettering above the bridge read “Château d'Auclair” Something about reading those words made Davi’s hair stand up on his body. He scanned the large frame of the building, seeing how massive it was, it even made the mountains surrounding him appear small. Davi continued to drag himself through the snow, each movement leaving him with less distance from the castle. Its dark exterior left no hope of anything different to await him inside. The castle's multiple towers all made their way to sharp points, stone statues lined the rooftops and stared down at him, and lush amounts of trees lined the castle outskirts but ended due to the towering stone walls. Various windows from the castle glowed with light, providing a slight warmth to the view, but simply reminding Davi something was residing inside. The gothic architecture of the shadowing building was precisely done, beautiful indeed but still gave a sense of unrest. Snow lay on the frostbitten greenery outside the castle gate that was surprisingly not overgrown, but well gardened. Before arriving in this land, Davi had never heard of this place. He had traveled across Europe his whole life and hadn't ever been aware of this location. France was one he knew on the back of his hand yet somehow disguised this large area of land. Something about this land was different, he could tell there was a dark explanation for everything surrounding him. A large, Victorian-era mansion was not too far from the castle. It was the first thing he made his way to, but when he arrived all the doors were locked, and the windows were sealed shut. He was too set on addressing the largest building then to worry about entering the home. In the center of the valley was a medium-sized town. The locals were scarce, as the residents believed there was a curse placed upon them. Just a week before Davi arrived, one late night the local watchmaker was seen limping through the streets of town alone. A woman walked up to him to ensure he was alright but was immediately attacked by the man. Reportedly, he clawed at her face and bit a chunk of flesh from her neck. They continued to attack and spread the infection toward almost half of the village until Sunday when they all seemed to have disappeared. Later they found out they were all swarming the cathédrale de Sainte Marie-Christine. Their bodies were shredded of all hair, and their skin a pale blue, appearing frozen. Davi hoped to seek answers in Château d'Auclair, but would he? He asked this question to himself as he made contact with the stone flooring that connected to the wooden bridge leading to the castle entrance. Davi stood there for a moment, catching his breath in the icy air. Looking down, he shook the snow on his boots. As he looked back up, he took a deep breath & began to walk on the bridge and into the castle...

I hope this short teaser for what is soon to come sparked your interest! I am looking forward to creating this more and more. I will indeed be creating artwork and visuals for characters & locations. I already have vision boards located on Pinterest and even playlists on Spotify which I will be posting as well. Thank you for reading all of this if you have, Max <3