Appearance(3)

~*Slender digits slipped across the sides of her legs as she folded her arms firmly beneath her chest. She wore an ankle length black, crushed-velvet cloak with dark purple lining on the inside, black boots were visible beneath it; underneath was a simple black, stretch-velvet gown which hugged every curve of her body tightly. Black lace encircled the upper part of her chest attatched to the dress' collar which showed off a pin revealing the Tzimisce dragon symbol. The sleeves of the dress were made of lace as well, but it was torn in certain spots, especially where a spike of bone jutted out from each elbow. Her raven hair (which was worn in the style of the Medieval period) tumbled down to the middle of her back, partially covering the Sabbat symbol embroidered on the back of her cloak in silver thread. She wasn't an "eye-shocker" but was decent looking, not that it mattered. Very enchanting though, not because of looks... but because of some explainable reason (Eerie Presence). At times she may be seen with a serpent draped across her neck, a symbol of her devotion to the dragon*~

History

Having grown up in a pretty large family and being pretty much the middle child of the bunch, she went thru some tough times. Her parents separated when she was 10, her siblings fought constantly over every li'l thing, and she was made to do just 'bout everything 'round the house. The only thing that she had going for her was her schooling, but when she started questioning the system, like during her mathematics class, the teachers only gave her a hard time, so she just decided it was time to leave and move on. First she traveled to New York figuring maybe that was the place for her... nah... way too crowded. Then to the south she went to check out the farmlands of North Carolina, bleh... too quiet. Still searching for a place to setlle down in, she came across a tavern with the most interesting name... it was called the Vampire Tavern. She slipped inside and decided to check it out, excepting nothing but the usual goth freaks or just regular... freaks, she met two men whom both seemed very nice and generous... possibly even a li'l too nice... Anyway, they had offered her a seat at their table and offered to buy her a drink, how could she refuse? And so she joined them, one didn't seem to talk very much and the other was... strange, in a sort of scary kind of way. He spoke of the dead as if they never really died... just simply moved on, which she couldn't was possible. Anyway, the night grew late and the two men, as well as herself had to leave... the one who spoke with her most of the time said they'd meet again, and they did... the next night. Again they conversed 'bout different matters, and before she realized it, he was saying how vampires... creatures of the night did exist, and she ended up in a wheelchair no sooner after he mentioned someone in the room was one. She also found out the man's name that night... Ramon, the name echoed in her head pro'lly 'bout a million times that night and several nights after, he had done something to her that she was lucky to have survived. To make a long story short, someone she had met before, Azreal, had saved her and gave her a wheelchair to use for as long as she needed... another "friend", Trent, had used some form of magic (Vicissitude) to change her appearance completely in case she ever ran into Ramon again. She was turned from a dark brunette Italian, to a light haired, light skinned English girl, having the accent and everything. After a few days of her change she decided to go back to her old looks, not only did she prefer them over the new, but didn't think she'd run into the "evil" Assamite Anti again (and if did would just deal with it). Having caught up on most things as far as supernaturals go, she then caught the intrest of a Tzimisce Bishop. He had become her teacher and master, she'd serve him in return for knowledge and a longer "life". He "helped her in hopes of finding a respectful childe who could keep the Snow name after he's gone. Will she be what he's looking for? Or will she end up as another "experiment" gone wrong?



Yesh this was a long History, but hey... all but the very
beginning actually happened, so had to put it.

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