Description
~;The Basics;~
Name: Saken Lei Triena
Origin: American-Irish.
Species:Vampire
Classification: Day-Walker
Gender: Female
Age: 376 years
Age Apparent: 22
Birthday: Febuary 14th
Sign: Aquarius
Patron God: Artemis
Relationship Status: Single
Past Relationship Status: Married, to the one who made her a vampire.
Reason: When your last man turned you into an evil blood drinking fiend it's hard to trust again.
~;At First Glance..;~
Height: 4'11"
Weight:100 pounds.
Build: Slender, birdlike.
~;A closer look;~
This vampire is slight, of course, smaller than what is generally expected in current society, and typical for the age she is. She is generally clothed for the time period she is in, a pair of black converses on her feet, the kind that go up her ankles, as well as a set of blue jeans (or a pair of long shirts that go to her knees) and a t-shirt, or a wife beater, in black or white. The woman's hair is done up in either dark curls, pigtails, or straight. She has pale silver eyes, like that of a husky, and no visible scars or marks, besides her fangs and eyes, to mark her as otherworldly. In fact, Saken prides herself on her ability to stay 'hidden' amongst others.
Personality
Soft spoken and rather quite, the woman would fade into the background if her curiosity did not get the better of her. Begin what she is for so long has set her apart from humans in her thinking patterns. Instead of thinking of others and making friends she is more focused upon her next meal, or how to get humans to trust her. It's so- amusing, for the young woman to see the trust turn into fear and loathing in her prey's eyes as they realize their friend was something they should have feared. Something that should not have been trusted.
She's slightly psychopathic. Filled with the insatiable thirst that stems from being one of the darker races of the others, she is a rather interesting mix of humanoid- for that is what she started as, and non-human, for that is what she has become. What is to happen next, is unsure, and considering that she has just started to slip into the multiverse, after going through strange, crackling, violet portal- who's to know how she could change.
Equipment
This type of 'piress happens to be able to walk in daylight, although she is very weak during this time. Other than that, nothing that is not mentioned upon her form at the time.
History
Mortals had issues. They fought wars, they killed on another, and they destroyed people. Places. Things. Luckily enough, at this time, Saken decided to stay out of the pathways. She slept, she learned, she understood. Seeking knowledge and seeking the understanding of what she was. What she had become ever since that vile man who had touched her- who had bitten her, who had changed her..
Not that it mattered to her, no, not anymore. History was a concept that the new woman did not understand. This-- being, who was no longer human, nor was not, not a human, had something to do.
And yet, had nothing to do. There was nothing to note- nothing important. Sure, she slaughtered. She killed. She maimed. At one point in time she was in Vietnam, helping the American's.
Helping the Viet Cong.
Destroying whole villages, setting fires.
And one point in time, she was starring at the face of her own linage, watching the angle sleep, cherubic face, tight white curls. Something she could never have.
And then they all died...
But it's all right.
She did it out of love.
So begins...
Alighieri evaporated into existence with a foul
hum emanating from what seemed to be the very walls themselves. After what felt like nearly an aeon, all sound was annihilated from existence as he manifested his corporeal form.
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh~
he exhaled, extending his claw-rife hand towards the center of the room as a faint red glow began to illuminate the mysteriously-darkening Bar.
