Post by Caislyn Struevre on Oct 16, 2010 10:11:34 GMT -5
[Name] Caislyn Struevre
[Nickname] Cai or Cais
[Mortal Age] Nineteen
[Actual Age] Unknown
[Sire] Unknown (position available! )
[Bloodline] Unknown (believed to be of Daeva decent)
[Family] Adoptive Godmother/Mentor: Sinara Bellator Dominor
[Abilities] TBD
[Haven] Previously - Any small, confined space; preferably furthest away from others
Currently - Arcana Manor
[Feeding Habits] Cai will feed on anything she can get her hands on, preferring attractive older men when she can manage. The amount of and the interval of blood taken from victims is generally minimal, however these are reflected by stress levels, increasing concurrently.
[Appearance] Caislyn stands just shy of a petite 5`2". Her form is lithe, toned and blanketed in pale, velvety skin; skin that is healthy and vibrant, lacking any scars, markings or tattoos. Lush hair the color of rich chocolate falls to her shoulders, ending in loose curls. Shorter, wispy strands frame her softly featured face. Vibrant violet eyes are balanced by full, tender lips. Sultry describes her soft-spoken, alto voice. A subtle vetiver scent envelopes her, often wafting into the air as she gracefully moves. Clothing choices are random and sporadic. Often times she simply wears whatever she has found or been given, the same can be said for carried weapons. Although weapons are usually simple in nature.
[Nature] At her core, Cai can be summed up in one word: instinctual. Having spent too much time away from civilization she has developed an act first, think about it later response. She is naive to the non-physical dangers of the world, making reading and reacting to the emotions and intentions of others difficult for her. Constantly seeking acknowledgment, guidance and positive reinforcement that can twist into dependency if not properly handled.
[Demeanor] She is kind, sweet and can be brutally honest with those on her good side, though vicious to anyone caught in the opposite of her unique moral compass. Shy towards strangers at first and petrified of large groups, she is always striving to be socially accepted yet is considered odd for her quirky actions and statements. Curiosity frequently gets the better of her, causing unusual and interesting situations.
[Flaws/Weaknesses] Her lack of knowledge of the ways of the world. Authority figures and organizations are often defied.
[History] Any memories of Caislyns` mortal life were buried at her turning, thus our story begins there. Short and sweet; she was attacked in the night, drained, turned and left for dead. The details are hazy and not always remembered......
She had been resting in bed, having woken up in the middle of the night and unable to drift back into a slumber. The sense of dread was thick in the silence of the dark. An eerie silence crept through her home moments before a blood curdling scream pierced the night. Her attacker was upon her in the blink of an eye, quickly knocking her unconscious.
When Caislyn awoke days later she was no longer with the living. Without a sire to guide her, she roamed the countryside, petrified of her new being and steering far from civilization except when the absolute need arose. Most of her life was spent this way, wandering the world and all its wondrous views, learning what she needed as she went and creating havoc with her mistakes.
Eventually she found her way to Dead City, nestling her way into its streets and blending in with its inhabitants. Life remained simple for Cai for years until she stumbled upon Souxie Draculesti. The intriguing woman got it in her mind to integrate Caislyn into society, succeeding only until the day that Cais` strength overcame her own. Quite recently, after many an argument and battle, Cai was shipped off to Arcana Manor; straight to the hands of Sinara Bellator for a proper apprenticeship.
[Nickname] Cai or Cais
[Mortal Age] Nineteen
[Actual Age] Unknown
[Sire] Unknown (position available! )
[Bloodline] Unknown (believed to be of Daeva decent)
[Family] Adoptive Godmother/Mentor: Sinara Bellator Dominor
[Abilities] TBD
[Haven] Previously - Any small, confined space; preferably furthest away from others
Currently - Arcana Manor
[Feeding Habits] Cai will feed on anything she can get her hands on, preferring attractive older men when she can manage. The amount of and the interval of blood taken from victims is generally minimal, however these are reflected by stress levels, increasing concurrently.
[Appearance] Caislyn stands just shy of a petite 5`2". Her form is lithe, toned and blanketed in pale, velvety skin; skin that is healthy and vibrant, lacking any scars, markings or tattoos. Lush hair the color of rich chocolate falls to her shoulders, ending in loose curls. Shorter, wispy strands frame her softly featured face. Vibrant violet eyes are balanced by full, tender lips. Sultry describes her soft-spoken, alto voice. A subtle vetiver scent envelopes her, often wafting into the air as she gracefully moves. Clothing choices are random and sporadic. Often times she simply wears whatever she has found or been given, the same can be said for carried weapons. Although weapons are usually simple in nature.
[Nature] At her core, Cai can be summed up in one word: instinctual. Having spent too much time away from civilization she has developed an act first, think about it later response. She is naive to the non-physical dangers of the world, making reading and reacting to the emotions and intentions of others difficult for her. Constantly seeking acknowledgment, guidance and positive reinforcement that can twist into dependency if not properly handled.
[Demeanor] She is kind, sweet and can be brutally honest with those on her good side, though vicious to anyone caught in the opposite of her unique moral compass. Shy towards strangers at first and petrified of large groups, she is always striving to be socially accepted yet is considered odd for her quirky actions and statements. Curiosity frequently gets the better of her, causing unusual and interesting situations.
[Flaws/Weaknesses] Her lack of knowledge of the ways of the world. Authority figures and organizations are often defied.
[History] Any memories of Caislyns` mortal life were buried at her turning, thus our story begins there. Short and sweet; she was attacked in the night, drained, turned and left for dead. The details are hazy and not always remembered......
She had been resting in bed, having woken up in the middle of the night and unable to drift back into a slumber. The sense of dread was thick in the silence of the dark. An eerie silence crept through her home moments before a blood curdling scream pierced the night. Her attacker was upon her in the blink of an eye, quickly knocking her unconscious.
When Caislyn awoke days later she was no longer with the living. Without a sire to guide her, she roamed the countryside, petrified of her new being and steering far from civilization except when the absolute need arose. Most of her life was spent this way, wandering the world and all its wondrous views, learning what she needed as she went and creating havoc with her mistakes.
Eventually she found her way to Dead City, nestling her way into its streets and blending in with its inhabitants. Life remained simple for Cai for years until she stumbled upon Souxie Draculesti. The intriguing woman got it in her mind to integrate Caislyn into society, succeeding only until the day that Cais` strength overcame her own. Quite recently, after many an argument and battle, Cai was shipped off to Arcana Manor; straight to the hands of Sinara Bellator for a proper apprenticeship.