Post by Rose on Jul 13, 2010 15:18:55 GMT -5
Name: Rosaline Huhges
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Was human, now vampire
Fighting Skills: Rosaline is very quick and precise, she fights with gracefulness, rarely ever missing her target.
She is ruthless making her a dangerous opponent for enemies who are unaware of their surroundings.
Abilities: Rosaline uses a technique called "Glamor", meaning she is able to look the opponent in the eyes and make them follow her bidding. She has super speed, and is also able to see into the future.
Weaknesses: Rose, like all vampires of her kind, has a weakness to silver, this includes anything silver; chains, silver swords, basically if it is silver, she cannot touch it.
She is not able to go out into sunlight, for if she did she would be set on fire and eventually turn into a pile of smoldering ash.
History:
In her human years, Rosaline grew up to be a noble woman, someone who the community could look up to and rely upon to lend a helping hand to those less fortunate. Her mother was a gentle woman, she had always had high hopes that her daughter would grow up, marry a nice rich man and raise a family. Her father, was a soldier who was always running off to wars, leaving a heart broken mother alone where she came down with dementia, a disease where she never really recovered from.
Soon the dementia ate at her mother. She tried hard to take care of Marie, even going so far as to taking up a job in the local inn where she could make some money to higher a permanent caregiver for the woman. That was where she had met a stranger, he was everything she had ever wanted in a man, kind, sweet, gentle, a good lover, and very well off for a man his stature. Everything was good even though the man would turn out to be a demon. He had been her first, her one true love. They would make love under the stars at night, spending every waking minute of the day as it was easy to sneak him into the house with her mother's worsening conditions.
However one night, something went wrong, terribaly wrong and Rosaline, bad tempered while her father and her had gotten into a terrible fight had taken it out on the handsome love of her life,.
The demon had gotten mad, very mad, he had tried to kill her. Not with his powers though, but in a more suttle way. He had beaten her with his fists, and then thinking he had killed her he tossed her aside, casting away the eighteen year old girl aside, Rosaline could hear the love of her life's sobs of regret, however she was too tired to respond, too banged up to be able to even move and try to take away his pain.
Eventually he had left, and a new stranger came in like an angel, he was a broody type, his hair a golden color with dark brown eyes, and his voice low , he spoke to her in toungue which she didn't understand before she felt his teeth protrude into the skin on her neck, and then as her heart began to beat slowly she felt herself tasting the warmth of his blood, not being able to protest such an act as he did this.
She had been put into a deep sleep, and when she woke up she felt herself digging up from the ground. The handsome blond man was there waiting for her in the dead middle of the night, he explained to her what he had done, found her on the ground where he had taken her lifeless body and brought her back in the form of a vampire.
It had been hard for her to bare this, the craving she felt for blood, warm human blood. She longed for the human's taste, the feel of their warm skin against her own cold iced skin.
Although craving for humans became so intense that some days she felt as though she was crawling out of her skin, she managed self control as she would pay her mother a visit at nights. She would over hear, right before her father was putting mother to bed, her mother talk about these visits, but he brushed it off thinking that this was just some delusion the dementia was having. She continued these visits until her mother eventually died, it was a drug overdose, no one ever knew, no one but Rosaline that it was her father's attempt to ease the pain he was feeling, losing his only daughter, and having to deal with the constant suffering of his wife. It didn't help that his mistress which he was freely able to keep in the mannor was egging this on.
Rosaline's maker eventually helped her set up a new home, somewhere she would not be recognized, where she lived her night time endevours trying to settle her cravings with the all too willing to throw themselves at her, of course with some encouragement.
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Was human, now vampire
Fighting Skills: Rosaline is very quick and precise, she fights with gracefulness, rarely ever missing her target.
She is ruthless making her a dangerous opponent for enemies who are unaware of their surroundings.
Abilities: Rosaline uses a technique called "Glamor", meaning she is able to look the opponent in the eyes and make them follow her bidding. She has super speed, and is also able to see into the future.
Weaknesses: Rose, like all vampires of her kind, has a weakness to silver, this includes anything silver; chains, silver swords, basically if it is silver, she cannot touch it.
She is not able to go out into sunlight, for if she did she would be set on fire and eventually turn into a pile of smoldering ash.
History:
In her human years, Rosaline grew up to be a noble woman, someone who the community could look up to and rely upon to lend a helping hand to those less fortunate. Her mother was a gentle woman, she had always had high hopes that her daughter would grow up, marry a nice rich man and raise a family. Her father, was a soldier who was always running off to wars, leaving a heart broken mother alone where she came down with dementia, a disease where she never really recovered from.
Soon the dementia ate at her mother. She tried hard to take care of Marie, even going so far as to taking up a job in the local inn where she could make some money to higher a permanent caregiver for the woman. That was where she had met a stranger, he was everything she had ever wanted in a man, kind, sweet, gentle, a good lover, and very well off for a man his stature. Everything was good even though the man would turn out to be a demon. He had been her first, her one true love. They would make love under the stars at night, spending every waking minute of the day as it was easy to sneak him into the house with her mother's worsening conditions.
However one night, something went wrong, terribaly wrong and Rosaline, bad tempered while her father and her had gotten into a terrible fight had taken it out on the handsome love of her life,.
The demon had gotten mad, very mad, he had tried to kill her. Not with his powers though, but in a more suttle way. He had beaten her with his fists, and then thinking he had killed her he tossed her aside, casting away the eighteen year old girl aside, Rosaline could hear the love of her life's sobs of regret, however she was too tired to respond, too banged up to be able to even move and try to take away his pain.
Eventually he had left, and a new stranger came in like an angel, he was a broody type, his hair a golden color with dark brown eyes, and his voice low , he spoke to her in toungue which she didn't understand before she felt his teeth protrude into the skin on her neck, and then as her heart began to beat slowly she felt herself tasting the warmth of his blood, not being able to protest such an act as he did this.
She had been put into a deep sleep, and when she woke up she felt herself digging up from the ground. The handsome blond man was there waiting for her in the dead middle of the night, he explained to her what he had done, found her on the ground where he had taken her lifeless body and brought her back in the form of a vampire.
It had been hard for her to bare this, the craving she felt for blood, warm human blood. She longed for the human's taste, the feel of their warm skin against her own cold iced skin.
Although craving for humans became so intense that some days she felt as though she was crawling out of her skin, she managed self control as she would pay her mother a visit at nights. She would over hear, right before her father was putting mother to bed, her mother talk about these visits, but he brushed it off thinking that this was just some delusion the dementia was having. She continued these visits until her mother eventually died, it was a drug overdose, no one ever knew, no one but Rosaline that it was her father's attempt to ease the pain he was feeling, losing his only daughter, and having to deal with the constant suffering of his wife. It didn't help that his mistress which he was freely able to keep in the mannor was egging this on.
Rosaline's maker eventually helped her set up a new home, somewhere she would not be recognized, where she lived her night time endevours trying to settle her cravings with the all too willing to throw themselves at her, of course with some encouragement.
