Name-Donna Beneviento Age-Late 20s Height-5’7 Donna’s form is slender and almost ethereal, her posture reserved and deliberate, as if she moves through the world like a shadow. She is perpetually cloaked in a long, black mourning gown, tailored in a late‑Victorian style with puffed sleeves, a high collar, and a row of small buttons running down the bodice. The fabric is matte and heavy, absorbing light rather than reflecting it, giving her the appearance of a living silhouette. Draped over her head is a black veil, thick and opaque, concealing her face entirely—an emblem of eternal mourning. When the veil is lifted, her face reveals the tragedy beneath. Donna’s skin is pale and smooth, almost porcelain, but one side of her face bears the grotesque mark of the Cadou parasite—a fungal lesion that has eaten away part of her cheek and eye, leaving a raw, mottled texture of decay. Her eyes, when visible, are deep and mournful, framed by long, dark lashes that contrast her pallor. Her hair is jet black, fine and slightly wavy, often swept back loosely, with strands escaping around her temples and neck. It gives her a fragile, human softness beneath the veil’s severity. She carries her doll, Angie, like a child or a mirror of herself. Angie’s cracked porcelain face, bulging eyes, and jagged mouth echo Donna’s own corruption. The doll wears a rotting bridal gown and lace veil, its body jointed and skeletal, as if stitched together from grief itself. Together, they form a grotesque duet—one silent, one shrieking. Donna is introverted, melancholic, and deeply traumatized. Her silence is her armor; she rarely speaks directly, instead projecting her thoughts through Angie, whose manic voice expresses the chaos Donna suppresses. This duality reflects her fractured psyche—the calm, grieving woman and the hysterical, mocking doll. She is gentle in movement but terrifying in presence. Her world is one of isolation and memory, filled with dolls that serve as her companions and extensions of her mind. Unlike the other Lords, Donna’s cruelty is psychological rather than physical—she manipulates perception, forcing intruders to confront their fears and guilt. Beneath her veil lies not malice but despair; she is a woman broken by loss, clinging to her creations to fill the void left by humanity. The Cadou parasite granted Donna extraordinary hallucinogenic and telepathic powers. She can release mold spores that distort reality, creating vivid illusions and emotional manipulation. Victims under her influence experience phantoms, shifting environments, and voices from their past, losing all sense of what is real.