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Played by AxlLeigh

Katsumi Aizawa Amne

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Quote: I am who I am. I am what I am. If you do evil, I will come for you.
Race Half-Elf
Age 35
Hair Red
Eyes Green
Alignment Lawful Evil
Sex Female
Classes Monk / Rogue / Shadowdancer
Title Doombringer
Former Affiliations and Former Titles Deadly Adept, Adept Magus, Magus, honorary graduate of the Magestrium Mortis, Dark Doom, Higher Doom, Imperceptor
Birthplace Kozakura
Deity Hoar
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Kozakuran, Drow, Drow Hand
Family Husband: Iaide Amne Shadowflame

Leoric Amne Aizawa (Age: 6, father: Haze Blastreaper)
Miko Sakura Amne (Age: 11 months, father: Iaide)
Iadra Shadowflame (Stepson, age 19, mother: Missandria)
Ieva Shadowflame (Stepdaughter, age 1, mother: Missandria)

Physical Description

Five feet, two inches of fury, Katsumi is beyond lovely, physically speaking. Perfectly proportioned, with alluring curves, elven green eyes with an odd epicanthic fold set in a delicate, heartshaped face under arched red brows are testament to her heritage from Kara-tur. Her ears have a half-elf's gentle point and are often hidden under thick hair, red as fresh blood with sun-bleached golden highlights. Her hair's to her hips and naturally straight, though she often keeps it up or curls it. Her body is tight and well-muscled from her time in the wilds of Amia enforcing her Lord's will, and her clothes are usually black or dark grey to assist her in hiding. she wears a dog collar, and on a ruby tag, Iaide's name is enscribed, marking clearly that she belongs to him, and proudly so. Despite all her lovely looks, watching her for even a short time will reveal a cold, calculating personality,though she's been making an honest effort to learn to value people for their personalities, rather than what they offer.


Born in Kozakura, sent to Zhentil Keep at the age of fifteen, Katsumi spent all her life being told she was the daughter of Fzoul Chembryl. It wasn't until arriving on Amia that she discovered through judicious use of her Keep contacts, that this was not true. Her father remains unknown, but it is certain that it is not Fzoul. An innate magus, she decided upon her arrival that only the very best tutor would do, and set her sights on the Speaker of Tarkuul, Frey Asaid'De Majere. She stumbled at first, so eager was she to prove herself, bringing the Banites possession of one of the Dread Lord's kill targets, Nathano Sannarrias Darkfire, only to have his capture bungled by the Interrogator and Imperceptor and their aides. Captured herself by Darkfire, tortured and bound to an order to prove Frey was or was not a follower of the Vaunted, she managed to weasel out through quick talking, presenting a Ring of Velsharoon Frey gave her to prove he was, in fact, a Velsharoonite. At this point she was freed by Darkfire. Because of the failure, she redoubled her efforts to prove herself to her “tutor”, and as time passed, he began to see her not only as a student, but as a woman. Covertly, the young woman and the undead wizard began a love affair. When, after some time, Bane called Katsumi to His clergy, Frey took the opportunity to graduate her to the status of full Magus, and an honourary graduate of the Magestrium Mortis, the magic academy of Tarkuul. Following that, the two were swiftly and secretly wed in a small ceremony that lacked any frills but seemed to please them both immensely. She swiftly rose through the ranks of the Church, becoming Imperceptor in record time and assisting Frey in a first, for the surface, a trade agreement between Tarkuul and Ultrinnan.

All of it came to a crashing end. Katsumi woke one morning…a morning, in fact, like any other. She found a note by her pillow, and it was only later that she would reflect and remember a smile finding her face; she and Frey, with their busy schedules, often left each other small notes, sweet words to brighten the other’s day. This letter would change the girl’s world. The words told her, short and terse, that their marriage was over; he was tired of her and wished to move on.

Shattered, all she could do for the better part of a day was sob into her hands and try to figure out what had gone so very wrong, and how she had managed to be so blind to it. She finally managed to pull herself together, and took her few belongings, slipping out of Tarkuul under the cover of an invisibility spell, hiding her shame. She took up residence in the Temple of Bane, and took refuge in her faith, bringing in recruits hand over fist. When Frey left, many of her “friends” turned on her immediately; Nadeem, Dmitra, even Arturus Etuul, her tutor, and very much a trusted friend, rounded on her like a starving dog. Katsumi had enough of her faith to overrule her heart, and wrote to Zhentil Keep of their betrayal, having them all branded traitors by the High Imperceptor. With that out of the way, she brought back old, powerful names. Darthion Illys. Marinah. Ray Rodgers, though she trusted him exactly as far as she could throw Darthion. The Banites were once again growing. Once again powerful.

Removed from Imperceptor-ship for a time by Zhentil Keep, Katsumi was forced to work her way back up, but work her way up she did, and she re-took control, and challenged the fearful Black Caravan when they declared war on the Banites. A hopeless battle, perhaps, but Katsumi knew to back down would be suicide…for the church, and for her. Bane was pleased, though the Temple fell, and blessed the congregation for adhering to His dogma.

Katsumi had made her name. By then, she'd also made a legacy; a son, by once-Horseman Haze Blastreaper that she'd named Fzoul Maalaric Aizawa, in honour of the Chosen One of Bane and her beloved friend, Maal.

After the fall of the Temple at the hands of the Black Caravan, Katsumi was called away to attend Church matters in Kurakoza. The High Imperceptor felt that her job in Amia was complete, with the Church re-formed and stronger than it had been in years. On the trip back, she was ambushed by others on the ship. They threw her and her son, Maalaric, overboard. She survived, barely, and was brought back to Amia, to the Salandran Temple. Suffering a crisis of faith, she sought out Iaide Shadowflame, asking him to take her in and teach her a different way. Over a time, the two grew very close, and their first child, despite his marriage, was born. A daughter, she was named Miko by her doting mother. Maalaric lost his name, renamed Leoric, in honour of the Paladin that lost his life to Katsumi. The small family is making its way, and Katsumi learns day by day the reason for her continued existence. Not long after his decision was made, Iaide brought not only the news of his divorce but his two legal heirs, Iaidra, a teen boy and Ieva, an infant girl, to surprise Katsumi with. She hesitantly accepted the two, nervous of them, but willing to try to be a not-evil stepmother. Iaide and Katsumi spend their time at home busily planning their wedding, which pleases the older children to no end.

Personality Description

She has had a long go of making herself a monk, in the truest senses of the word. Calm, now, she no longer speaks without thought, and has roped her temper into a slow-burning, cunning intelligence. She realizes there is a time, and a place, for everything, and trying to force things will only end unhappily. To that end, she has lost the concerns related to her past; while she is aware that current events would have angered her before, she prefers to simply mull over the reactions it inspires and analyze them. She derives a morose pleasure from allowing the feelings to happen merely to step away from them and examine what they are, and her own reactions to them. She is quiet, with a dark, wry sense of humour, when she chooses to allow it.

Theme Song

Don't be aroused by my confession
Unless you don't give a good goddamn about redemption
I know Christ is comin', and so am I
And you would too if this sexy devil caught your eye
She'll suck you dry
and still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
She'll make you weep
And moan and cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
(Pray) 'Til I go blind
(Pray) 'Cause nobody ever survives
Prayin' to stay in your arms just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive
Jesus is risen, it's no surprise
Even he would martyr his mama to ride to hell between those thighs
The pressure is building on the base of my spine
If I gotta sin to see you again then I'm gonna lie, lie, lie
She'll make you cry
I'll sell my soul to be back in your bosom
Gladly now please suck me dry
And still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
(Pray) 'Til I go blind
(Pray) 'Cause nobody ever survives
Prayin' to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive
My pulse has been rising
My temple is pounding
The pressure is so overwhelming and building
So steady there, Freddy
I'm ready to blow
What is she, what is she, what is she waiting for?
(Pray) 'til I go blind
(Pray) 'cause no one ever survives
(Pray) Prayin' to stay in her arms just to die a little longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive