A woman enters the room, her silver hair falling to her shoulders and blue jewels dangle delicately from her head. Her eyes glow a soft pink that stands out drastically from her pale skin. Large, metal armor graces her shoulders and a sword is strap…
I can't get you out of my head. You have enchanted me... I cannot forget the feel of your fangs on my throat... I await our next meeting with bated breath.
I have no need of another, my Desert Rose is everything.
Who Am I...
Proudly, I am a half-vampire. My father was a vampire and my mother was a warrior. They met on the battlefield.
My Story Is...
I was born in the late 1500's. My mother, sadly, didn't make it through the birth and so my father raised me. My father is an elder of his kind and he raised me accordingly. Although I am young, I belive that I am strong and know plenty of secrets to keep me alive in this day-n-age.
Personality- I only do things that benefit me in the future, or usually, at that moment. I can be cruel and rude to those who don't know me, but I do not really care. I am worthy of royalty, so those who stand in my way should move. I believe in killing people for their ignorance and have done so many times.
Powers- Speed, roughly around 65 MPH. Strength, lifting up to six hundred pounds. Charm, none. Mental Capabilities, cannot hear other's thoughts, can only receive. Health, heals quicker than a mere human but sadly not as fast as a full vampire.
Appearence- Long, silver hair. Usually wearing a headress that weaves into the hair and forehead. About 5'8 in height and a shapely figure. Wears armor at all times, usually a metal, etched bra and panites. Thigh high boots made of metal and leather. Shoulder and neck protectin made of metal and elbow high gloves with blue jewels throught the whole thing. Eyes are tilted slightly and an odd pinkish color. She has two marks on her thighs that are clearly visible.
Weapons- A long sword strapped to her back and daggers hidden in her boots. Competent with blades only, nothing else seems worth the trouble. Has an affinity for poisons and loves using them to stir up trouble or to be entertained.
Pack- Carries with her at all times, usually either strapped to the hips or slinging from a shoulder. She carries medical supplies, food, books and an arsenal of posions.
My Secrets Are...
I have none. I just wander the world, waiting.
I Believe...
In myself, the only thing you can rely on in these trying times.