Post by ~Nights*Dawn~ on Dec 30, 2008 23:18:40 GMT -5
Name- Sarenula Drifher
Age-53
Date of Birth- Dec,14th 1955
Homelands- Rome is the only homeland she knows
Race- Vampire/Dark Elf
Class- Death Knight
Age-53
Date of Birth- Dec,14th 1955
Homelands- Rome is the only homeland she knows
Race- Vampire/Dark Elf
Class- Death Knight
Final- “Blood Rose”
Effect-With this powerful attack, all it takes is a prick of Sarenula’s fingertip to draw out a bead of blood, which in turn will expand and crystallize into dozens of shards, as strong as any precious gem. With the flick of her hand, the shards can fly at any opponent in speeds exceeding two-hundred miles per hour.
Drawback- The Blood Rose consumes a great amount of energy and, if unsuccessful, can often result in slowed reflexes for the rest of the battle and less heightened senses for the duration of three posts.
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{Weapon information}
Unus Astrum (Latin for “One Star”)
The Unus Astrum is a six inch curved dagger with a silver handle. The side of the blade, half an inch below the hilt, is incrusted with a single eight sided star.
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{Armour Information}
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{Accessory Information}
Serenity
A tiny fragile looking chain, Serenity rests around Sarenula’s left ankle. It is without any adornments, not even a clasp to hold it in place. When she was born, the links were fused together and remained there ever since.
Note: With each year that sarenula grows, so does Serenity, the tightly connected link expanding to fit her ankle perfectly.
{Physical Description}
Despite her real age, Sarenula’s physical appearance is that of a seventeen year old woman. Her hair is black, matching the hair of her vampiric side, and falls in straight locks to her waist. Like both of her parents, her eyes are red in color, though she often rims them with black eye liner (her only choice of makeup). There’s a single birthmark that covers her left shoulder, shaped like a rather intricate tattoo, a shade darker than her pail skin.
Sarenula, contrary to so many others in the world who choose to enjoy the more modern styles, is more partial to older worldly dresses and corsets made with dark colored and heavily embroidered fabrics. Lastly, she refuses to wear shoes. she had simply never dawned the foot wear in her lifetime.
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{Background}
The topic of Sarenula’s conception had been one of taboo for both of her parents. Her mother, Jezzula, a dark elf living in a tightly woven coven deep below the streets of Rome, and her father, whom she had never met, had met during one of the rare times when Jezzula ventures above ground. The meeting, needless to say, had been an angry and violent one that had resulted in the newborn shortly after. It should never have happened, for such an abomination; a mixture of two such beings rolled into one simply defied nature. Once the pregnancy had been found out by the others of her kind,the only resolution was redemption. The next night after, three dark elves left in a city wide hunt for the being responsible, the newly turned and still insanely hungered vampire that had been her father.
There had been no witnesses to the execution.
Since birth, Sarenula had lived with her mother and the rest of a small, mostly female, coven underground. The leader of that coven, Genizu Izzulii, had been the one and only “sister” to accept her beside her mother until she became of age. Only then, when the others began to realize that she showed no interest in the male members living with them, did they deem her as no real threat and come to cknowledge her.
During the years there she learned most of what she knows now. Since she could comprehend speach did she begin her lessons. First, it had only been her own native language, Latin, French, English, then as she grew almost all matters of math and geographical locations of the surrounding area were added in. Fighting of course, and meditation came shortly after, but the major subject left for improvement was her socialization. It had been her choice and hers alone to come to the surface and seek out others of the supernatural world, knowing that, if she were to learn something of the surface dwellers, that would be the best place to begin.
Sarenula had made that choice close to three years ago, and during that span, she had been living on her own in the deepest forests, mostly meditating to control the most primal instincts that have brooded deep within her. Feeding; the most obvious example, was something that she had learned was not a complete necessity for her life. It was, to say, sort of a simple craving, something that she could keep under control with will power.
It had been by chance that she came across the school, and she leapt at the opportunity. No, it wasn't in her nature to want to be around others, but she was as stubborn as she was aloof, and was determined to set herself apart from what her kind were like. Plus, the opportunity of learning more and helping to strengthan her magical abilities had been just to good to pass up.
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