Elliene Annabelle Mortis

First Name- Elliene (El-ee-ne`)

Middle Name- Annabelle

Last Name- Mortis

Race- Nosferatu

Age- Looks around 22 but is about 130

Gender- Female

Height- Five foot four

Weight- 130lbs

Job- *for hire*

Appearance- By blessing of the night, a fair mortal to become pale. Skin of dull color and beauty that of no mortal. This is the way a Vampire is. One named Elliene, a Borne Vampire, not Noble- was with this blessing or shall it be thyne curse? Her hair so dark it glistens a dark grey in candle light, the hair color of coal is bestowed on her. The maiden's eyes burn like fire, a deep amber color yet it contains a tinge of mandarin. Her visage is soft as a young deer none to be lightly taken, she is not timid but appears to be of tender and kind. Upon her body lays a dress of cream and navy, flowing to the floor in only a roll. Around the maiden's torso is navy from it flows like water a cream skirt, her shoulders are bare. Sleeves that drag on the ground and locks that roll to her hips the lady is fair. Although she seems simple she is not, about her neck is a black thin rope with a small glass tear, and inside is a small painted stone. This is the woman of Mortis, not a noble but only far related, giving into her would be as simple as a black rose.



Personality- As the night progress so true does the way a person is beheld; only if during the day was seen but not. The young maiden named Elliene is soft and gentle however due to her true nature she can become what one would think is a monster. Kindness drives her but as a rose she can be sharp, witted and definitely a thorn to others who harm her. Frailty as it may seem, the lady is strong. A friend in need is her desire, if under pressure this thorn may become a deadly weapon. Attacking an ally, friend, or her, expect to meet the bite of a rose. Kind, protective, loving, only evil if deceived - she is a true rose.

Special Skills-
Nightwalker~ Cannot be in the sun and is rather limited to time spent in the world
Glamor~ Can charm a person to thinking their way
Traits~ Can hide her fangs
Borne~ Not as limited but powers progress through ages

History- Alas the ages grew tightly, nothing was to stand much in thyne way but till two houses met. A child born from hate given only love from her family. Blood destroyed the mother as she gave birth to the female but yet a part of her stayed. Her ring stone was encased in glass and given to the young maiden. With money and without her father and uncle only gave her a true learning, taught her all that she knew and will ever know. They were older than that of her mother had been but understood the child was born a freak to the family. She was a Nightwalker.

Blood flowed through the river veins and let up when she became of twenty-two. She lived a dull life but that was when her aging stopped. Beauty still lingering. Hopping through time on the young river of her blood she watched in seclusion the day life go by. Never allowed outside but only at the break of night. Punishment was not there but it was a protection to the young lady, she seeks the day when she is free. Free of this nightmare that of which she hs been born into.

accepted