Hope

Species:	Gargoyle
Physical Description:	She’s your typical, mainstream, run of the mill hottie. Tall, slender, and very curvy. She has lengthy sleek black hair that runs down to the small of her back and curls slightly there. Her skin is dark gray, nearly black, like the outside of her wings, where the inside of them is a lighter shade. She has a nice body, but doesn’t flaunt it. Her eyes are as black as her hair and curve up at the end, and her lips are pouty and usually painted light pink.
Personality:	Usually she’s friendly, but if you catch her on a bad day she’ll rip your head off. Also, she’s sensitive on the subject of men. (er… most of the time) She excepts pretty much everyone, unless, that is, that person happens to be a dumbass. She wont like that one bit. Otherwise, she’s pretty forthcoming.
Clothing:	Her clothes are really nothing more than old white table cloths that have been reduced to a ripped up skirt and a one-strap belly tank, both of which hang off her freely and hardly cover what needs to be covered.
Weapons:	If she has to fight she’ll use her fists, though she does have some inner magical abilities. (Partially because of her former connection with the Cabal, and partially because of… something else. ^.^)
Abilities:	Just the ability to piss people off and be a super bitch if she has to. (Or wants to)
Brief Bio:	When Despair was born, for one, her name was Hope. She was raised by elves in the woods, so she knows a lot about medicine and that matter. Over the past few years she had been living with her husband, Mecahawk, and because of some unfortunate events between him and her best friend, they had to split up. She has a son named Cateran, and no longer associates herself with being ‘evil.’
Other:	She has a serious dislike for people who go against her opinions, or at least try to tell her that her beliefs are wrong. (In other words, just don’t piss her off. ^.^) Oh, and she does have a crazy side.