Who We Are
Kalia Sartre
Kalia Sartre was spawned in the pits of hell - or maybe in a brothel just west of Chicago. (Accounts vary.) All rumors that she is the love child of a she-demon and a certain whorehouse-connoisseur familiar to Blue Mug Productions, are hopefully unfounded - given what happened between the sheets in 2007. From a very young age, Ms. Sartre considered herself an artist first and thus has never stopped drawing on walls and ceilings with her crayons. (She's particularly adept at working on her back - despite the horns and tail.) Over the years, Kalia manifested briefly in California and Bali, before a summoning spell (involving pentagrams, penguins and virgins) trapped her in Tennessee in 1997. Removed from civilization and the calming influence of the Pacific Ocean, she gradually went mad, spending six years getting a BFA in Studio Art - with a focus on human anatomy (i.e. how to draw and/or dismember naked people), while simultaneously earning her union card with Succubus/Incubus Local 994. Her favorite tools include inks, markers, a Wacom tablet and Vic's Vapo-Rub. Her advanced oral fixation - useful for soul-sucking - has resulted in many a satisfied, if somewhat blank-eyed, companion and has left no pen unchewed.
In the summer of 2007, in a collapsing Dollywood motel, Kalia made numerous failed attempts to separate Edmund Tsabard from a soul he no longer possessed (as it had already been sold to sixteen separate demonic entities as part of a supernatural pyramid scheme). Unable to suck him dry by conventional union-approved methods and too insane to give up on a clearly lost cause, Kalia began tattooing Edmund's body with a multitude of colorful erotic mystic pictographs. Emerging from his inebriated stupor, Tsabard took note of her abilities. Later, after a cadre of colorists refused to work with Edmund (either because they refused to sleep with him or already had), our fearless leader turned to the slut in bed next to him - the one using yellow chalk to trace the outline of his body on their sheets - and invited her to color Last Tengu in Paris. Temporarily shelving her murderous impulses toward her fath- toward our boy, Kalia took up the challenge and has been providing her coloring (and other) services to the staff of Blue Mug Productions ever since.
Kalia is still bound to the mortal plain in Tennessee but hopes to find a counter-spell any day now.