|| Name ||
Three-hundred and six years of age.
Appears to be around ten years old.
Servant of Cheerio Bani Melchior, Virtue of Kindness.
Metamorphosis - Lizbeth has the ability to transform herself at will, though it drains quite a bit out of her. If she wants to copy someone appearance and voice she needs to have had physical contact with them within the last forty-eight hours or else she will only be able to change into unique appearances. Lizbeth can only stay in different forms for a maximum of two hours and any longer she risks passing out from exhaustion, when she has exceeded her time the first thing that happens is she gets a bloody nose. Becoming unconscious makes her transform back into her true form. Though Lizbeth doesn't get any special attributes from her simple transformations she has a small few she has designated as "Alpha Forms" which have special abilities determined by which she chooses. Lizbeth can only change into these Alpha Forms only twice a day for no longer than thirty minutes with at least an hour wait between the two.
Beyond this Lizbeth's has the ability to take attributes from other things she has touched. In example, she she touches a rose she could change her hand into a whip like thorned vine. If she touches a dog or wolf she can take on the attributes of sharp teeth (Other than her vampiric canines) and/or improved sense of smell. If she touches an Eagle she can grow wings out of her shoulder blades and/or increase her sight immensely. In this aspect Lizbeth cannot use more then two animalistic and/or natural traits at a time with the same guidelines provided.
Though Lizbeth can change her appearance at whim her true appearance is quite normal excluding the color of her hair and eyes. Having been turned at the age of ten she no longer grew, halting her growth at four feet seven inches and weighing seventy-three pounds. She has short crimson hair with similarly colored eyes that seem to glow. She has sharp vampiric canines that are easily seen when she smiles, though she tries hiding them on most occasions. Most people find little Lizbeth to be quite adorable given Vampires flawless appearance but she thinks of herself as scary, which is why she has searched for Cheerio to cure her. Lizbeth being scared of her own appearance often wears mittens over her hands to cover her sharp nails and a steel mask over her face to hide what she says are her creepy eyes and teeth.
Lizbeth though having lived over three centuries having been turned at such a young age had not allowed her brain to develop into maturity. Though she knows a great many things and has a vast knowledge at her fingers she is trapped in the personality of a young child of nearly the age of ten. She is very timid and shy, often finding comfort in Cheerio as a sort of guardian. When she is confronted by things she knows little of it would not be a surprise to find the girl hiding behind Cheerio or another adult and peeking around them. When she gets to know something and get comfortable around them she is very excitable, often dragging them around to show them her drawings or things she has accomplished, seeking praise innocently like a child would. Though she has a childs maturity her skills in many things far exceed those around her, having had so much time to learn and practice has made the child incredibly apt in a great many things; ranging from art to war.
On certain occasions Lizbeth can change from being shy and immature to rather wise and brilliant. Her posture and voice inflection can change at the drop of a hat where she would seem like a wise old woman despite her childish appearance. Lizbeth having a transformation of herself at different ages that seems to be the only way she seems to mature. Transforming herself into an older version of herself allows her mind develop into a more mature developmental stage which allows her knowledge and wisdom come to light more naturally, though her guidelines of transformation still apply to the simple aging shape-shift and it tires her out. Lizbeth has a genuine fear of men, she has seen her parents killed by a male and it has caused her fear towards them. Though centuries has lessened her fear but she still is in untrusting of them.
Little Lizbeth had only been a child when her entire world turned on it's head. Her family living outside the protective walls of the city and kept them in harms way, not having enough money to pay for safety. Their village was prone to many attacks by beasts of all sorts of magnitudes though the towns people often had luck in keeping out the bears and wolfs; something they dearly wished was the worst to come. But their hopes burned to ashe as a coven of Vampire's had decided to journey north. Having noticed the little village they thought they would stop for a light snack. It all happened in a blur, the sounds of screaming all dulled away as the child held her ears shut, Lizbeth's parents stuffing the child into a cupboard to keep her hidden. Her breath stopped in her throat as she heard the door crash open, the flames of the village silhouetting the creature as it stalked closer. Poor Little Lizbeth able to see through the tiny slide between the cupboard doors. She watched in horrified shock as the creature that looked like a normal man with demon eyes and sharp teeth and nails that left her parents in pieces.
The creature was about to leave before it heard the frantic, heavy panting in the cupboard. Turning back it snapped the cupboard open to see a silently weeping young girl. His instinct was to kill but something in her terrified eyes reminded him of his humanity. Instead of doing anything on the spot the creature took little Lizbeth out of the cupboard and leaving the town she was dragged along, her fate decided at a later time. The next day as they arrived at their new home she was sat down at the center of the coven. They looked her over and silently judged. They left and it felt like forever as their talking was muffled from the other room. Apparently it was a lithe debate as some wanted to kill the girl and be done with it and the others thought it would be a good ideas to turn the girl; having seen something in the girl that may be useful. After a few hours they return to the girl. They told her that she would be turned and she would be under Desmond, the monster that had killed her family, some sick joke that they apparently hadn't noticed.
Changing was painful, it was crippling and agonizing as it changed her down to her genetic code and froze her body in time. As she changed something happened that surprised the rest of the coven. As she was changing her body distorted, changing more than usual taking on different appearance. The Coven watched and thought how this discovery could help them. But before that they needed to train her. Lizbeth was resistant at first. Not wanting to become a monster like Desmond, but the hunger for blood only grew and grew until she could no longer resist the urge. Having fallen into the temptation she began to feed and frequently, it all became a blur as her only desire was to feed and carnal lust. As if from waking up from a haze Lizbeth found herself sprawled out on her back in a bed. The bed soaked in the blood of her last meal. She sat up to look at the mess she had made with a person no longer recognizable. Finding a mirror she saw herself, all she saw was the monster that had taken her parents and there was nothing left of Little Lizbeth.
That was the moment she knew she wanted to change. She hated what she saw in the mirror so immensely it caused her great pain. She tried resisting the urge to feed, letting herself starve until she died. But all that did was prolong the inevitable until she blacked out and went on a rampage of feeding. Realizing that would not work she tried to eat little, stealing tiny bits of incapacitated victims and costing on what she could get without killing. From there she focused on her special ability, scared of her appearance she spent as much time as she could as someone else. Someone pretty and not at all scary like she thought she was. The rest of her life was spent hiding from Desmond and his Coven while trying to find a cure. Hearing of a child born unto a king with the gift to cure ailments she thought this was her last chance.
Lizbeth went to the king, explaining her story he was hesitant but saw her genuine nature to change. He also saw the potential in having her there as a guardian over at the time a young Cheerio.
-Above all things Lizbeth fears mostly of not being cured of her Vampirism.
-She fears herself and her hunger that it might take over her once again.
-Having grown close to Cheerio she fears hurting her.
||A few likes||
-Being a vampire the thing she loves is blood, though she hates that fact about herself.
-In her true form as a child she loves sweet and treats that she can steal from the kitchen.
-Spending time with Cheerio.
-In her older forms she enjoys alcohol and tobacco along with the company of women.
||A few dislikes||
-She hates the love she has for blood and her need for it.
-Direct sun light.
-She dislikes vegetables in her true form.
||Weapons and fighting style||
When Lizbeth goes into battle she has the option of using her claws and teeth to tear her enemies into pieces though she refuses to do such a thing. So what she has come to using to defend herself and the ones she cares about is a giant double-edged axe easily twice her size and swinging it around with destructive force.
-Despite popular belief sunlight does not kill her. It is only incredibly painful, feeling like a blistering sunburn is being scratched with claws. Though it is not fatal it is certainly something she desires to avoid.