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Username:

Soriah Lemercier

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Character:

Soriah Lemercier

Gender:

So very female

Location:

Currently RhyDin

Character Portrait:

Place of Origin:

French made, American raised; Most recently, modern day Chicago by way of 1860's New Orleans

Profession:

Lady of the White Court, cats paws and pandering to the carnal needs of mortals

Appearance:

Some call her a vampire, some call her a demon. She just believes she's misunderstood. For all intents and purposes, she was human, that is until the Hunger manifested. The euphoria of the first kill set the tone for the rest of her life, of love lost and lust reveled in.

Built in a way befitting classic pin-ups, she stands at a marked height of five feet, nine inches. Mocha tresses fall in loose waves down her back, offset by eyes the color of slate. Fluid movements are almost languid in nature, taking her time with much of what she does. Her wardrobe manages to be both casual and elegant, and almost always alluring.

She almost always wears a trio of bells around her left ankle, an enchanted gift from a friend. They act as a mood ring of sorts and if one listens carefully, they may gain further insight into the woman than previously thought.

Since coming to Rhy'Din, through a rather peculiar business arrangement, has come to wear a choker around her neck at all times. It changes to suit whatever outfit she may be wearing and is therefore always fashionable.

Skills:

She is not endowed with as much physical strength as a vampire, proper. Her physical performance is dependent upon how much her demon is fed. If she uses too much of her supernatural powers, she must feed again to replenish. She feeds not off of blood but off of human emotion, certain ones in particular. While tapping into the demon, she radiates waves of cold--an illusory reaction of normal humans to their energy sink, her skin whitens, her eyes turn an unnatural silver, and her whole body begins to glow faintly. When her eyes go completely silver, the phage that causes her hunger has complete control over her and Soriah herself blacks out to the point of having no recollection of whatever events occur while in this state. She exudes a glamour that's sole purpose is to draw people in, like a moth to flame. That can make things awkward sometimes, so for the most part, she's is very, very careful to keep it under control.

She is also a connoisseur of wine and has a particular knack for jello wrestling.

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