Post by //Renniath// on Mar 30, 2009 16:04:42 GMT -5
Name: Renniath [vampire]
Species: vampire
Gender: female
Age: 22 [really about 409]
Date of Change: about 1620
Physical Appearance:
Renniath is a beautiful deceiver. Her hair is long, strawberry blond, and curly that bounces and shines. She has a slim, curvy form, making it easy to blend into the night. She is relatively tall, and her hair reaches just below her chest. Renniath has slim legs, that are tall and gorgeous. Her plump pink lips are nicely covered with a bright red lipstick. Her long eyelashes are very long.
Personality:
Renniath is a wily criminal. She is known for thieving, and lying. She is beyond the normal vampire beautiful, so even vampire men cannot resist her. She gets them to trust her, and influences them. Then they fall in love with her. That's the downhill point. She steals their belongings, money, everything and influences them to believe her, that she didn't do it, even though she did. She then takes away their lives. Her frozen heart is a cold stone.
History:
She was born in about 1600. She had a happy bringing-up, because her parents were of a higher class. Renniath was first named Frackle, which meant Beautiful Oasis. For this, she was often ridiculed in school. When she was fifteen, she fell in love with a gorgeous boy named William who was seventeen at the time. He was madly in love with her, as was she. She was engaged on her sixteenth birthday, as it was the custom to get married when young. They had two children, twin girls. She gave them beautiful names, unlike her parents. They were named Sarah and Jane.
At this time she was twenty-two. She had just came home from a higher class banquet and realized she had to stop by the post office. She let her husband go take their children home, and she rode her horse to the post office. After she left, she turned and saw a beautiful angel beckoning to her. He had dark black hair, and unrealistic pale skin. His hand touched the sunlight, and the beam broke into a million pieces, appearing like the light shone through a shining diamond. She felt a strange impulse to follow the man with sparkling skin.
As she grew closer, she saw the man had bright crimson eyes, and knew instantly he was not of the real world. She turned to run, but it was too late. The vampire jumped on her, and bit into her shoulder, as he covered her mouth. He crunched her wrist with such force, she went unconscious. A strange burning in her shoulder woke her up. It was nice at first, but then started to burn hotter and hotter. It spread all over her, and felt as she was being thrust into the fiery pit of hell. This fire went on for three days, and began ease from her finger tips.
She soon was able to move, and everything was clear, sharp, she could see every little piece of dust, and could see much farther than before. As she took in a deep breath, she noticed that the bricks beside her had a smell too. She ran down the alley, and noticed her speed. Everything around her should be blurred. but she noticed that everything was just as clear as standing still. She glanced at her shoulder, the area where she was bitten, and noticed a funny scar, the shape of a crescent, like a mouth.
She knew what she had become. It was night, so she couldn't see her sparkling skin. Renniath began to run home to her dear William. She knew that she was a vampire, but she also believed it impossible to kill her husband. When she arrived, she felt the ghost of the burning coming back in her throat. It wasn't too strong so she continued inside. William was waiting upstairs, scared to tears about his Frackle, and the children were restless in bed. He ran too her, curious about her strange eyes, and new appearance. The scent was too much to bear, and however she felt the pain of her loss, the burning overcame that thirst.
She killed her dear husband, although the burning didn't stop. Renniath changed her name, to the one she carries now. Renniath. Bad luck. She wreaked havoc where ever she could, trying to shove her sadness and hate of her transformer onto others, but never succeeding. This she has been doing to this day, killing humans, and vampires whenever possible. She grew skills in fighting over the years, and is now one of the best fighters ever.
Sample RP:
Renniath realized the burning in her throat was becoming to much to bare. She decided it was time to go on a hunt. She tilted her head back and sniffed the air. She smelled squirrels, mice, even a vampire. But a human scent was strong. She started to run, letting her instincts take over. Soon she was at small clearing, with a survival camp. There was a young human, about twenty years old, there, eating what looked like the last of his food. Renniath approached him:
"Are you alright, sir?" she asked innocently. She smiled as a plan whirled through her head. She sensed a decision in him. He didn't know if he should trust her. She sent a little, innocent voice into the man's head. 'Trust this lady. She is trustworthy.' As soon as she did this, the man's face twisted. This was a hard one to influence. She turned into over mode, making the decision for him. She loved how easy it was to influence humans. The unknown voice in his head said to him, ' Trust her! You will regret it!'
"Yes ma'am. I am fine."
"Oh, OK." she answered, a sad look on her face.
"What? Is there something the matter?" he asked, obviously concerned.
"Well, it's just that I'm lost, and I can't seem to find my way home."
"Well you might be able to stay with me" he said, apparently not thinking. Another decision came along. She told him, 'Let her stay. She needs a home. Don't be ruthless.'
"Alright," he said finally, "You may stay with me, for only two days."
"Oh, thank you so very much!" she said, her eyelashes batting in deceit.
The next day, while the an was asleep, she stole all of his money, possessions, and anything that had value. As soon as he woke up, he searched for his money.
"Did you see a thief come by, Renniath?"he asked.
"No, is your money taken?" she asked, eyelashes batting before her jet black eyes.
"Yes, I am angry. I was going to find a peddler and buy more food, but now I can't," he said, face red with anger. It was a lot of money.
"Oh, now, don't you believe in bad luck?" she asked, her eyes now focused on his hand.
"What do you mean, bad luck?" he asked. As soon as he said it, she pounced onto his hand. He yelled a yell of anguish. The crimson blood was thin, flowing, warm. It soothed the awful burn in her throat. He looked at her one last time, a look of 'how could you do this?' Oh, how she loved a good hunt!
Face Claim: Jessica Alba
Any Special Powers?:
Renniath has the strange ability to sense and influence decisions around her. She senses vampires best, but humans are influenced easier, so they are pretty much on equal ground. She has to be near the person. She can influence love, but only to a certain degree.
Codeword: forbidden
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