Orla

Biographical information

Birthplace Elbion Born Died Age Mid-early twenties Home N/A Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Vampire Sub-Race Human Gender Female Height 5'6 Mass 115lbs Hair color formerly black, now grey Eye color Yellow when not using glamour potions Skin color alabaster white

Political information

Affiliation(s) N/A Occupation wandering soul Clan(s) Caste Domain Masters Apprentices Alias(es)

Out-of-character information

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Standing average in height with a look typical of those from the city of Elbion, Orla casts an unremarkable figure in the snaking and whirling streets of mercantile Elbion. Dressing in the garb of the local thief gangs that stalk the walkways and alleyways of the mercantile quarter, she favoured leather and cotton attire with a cowl to hide her face when robbing unsuspecting shop owners and victims. Post transformation her choice of attire suits her well in avoiding attention as it did when she was living.

Claws and Fangs: With the onset of Vampirism taking over the young woman's body with each passing day, claws sharp as stiletto daggers that she favoured in her past life emerged and with it teeth to feed.
Animal instincts: She was cunning as you'd typically expect of a lowly criminal, Orla's once human senses are now enhanced by her newfound Vampiric abilities which grant her an unholy ability to hear and see well beyond the limit of when she was alive.
Blade skills: The art of the blade came to her as naturally as you'd expect a painter with his brush, she had cut her teeth on gang fights in Elbion city. Where a peaceful tavern meeting could soon erupt into a brutal brawl with knives and all manners of weaponry involved, she did not fight fair, and she would use any way to come out on top. Only losers fight honourably.
Addiction: With shock came horror and with fear came denial. She sought any manner to hide the reality of her circumstances, seeking out back street chemists for glamour potions to suppress the appearance of her curse. Which soon snowballed into desperate dependency and addiction to potions.
Aversion to sunlight: Once she welcomed the sun and now she loathed its touch, her healthy hue turned to pale death. Where she sought the warm embrace of the sun, she now sought the cold embrace of the dark.

-Morose
-Sardonic
-Temperamental
-Bitter
-Observant