Name: Auria Hostila

Age: 2118

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Bio: The partner to Praetor, through female she hid this from others and serving with her legion faithfully. However she found a young Legionnaire who impressed her and all others, he rose threw the ranks of Roman forces, however these promotions continue she was pulled along with him. The two became best friends and confidants of each other, they felt feelings for one another yet never acted, Auria having trusted her secret to him.

However in the end they were separated, when Praetor dove in to the fray she froze, then saw him be bitten and brought down soldier after soldier died around him. She ordered the retreat, the survivors spent weeks clashing, trying to recover the lost Praetors body, however as punishment, the survivors were turned and the horde dispersed. When they returned the carnage remained yet Praetor was gone.

She set up a clan, they sired those they found to exemplars of humanity and only feed on those who were barbaric, the was lead by her but a seat always remained open, the clan followed Roman teachings yet all them went about there daily lives. The faked being human, the clan known only as De Mortuis they are considered fantasy by many vampires and members are normally over a thousand years old, some humans believe them to a cult related to the illuminate.

She has come to New York seeking her old friend no matter what they need to face each other once more, there are halves of a whole.

Personality: Kind and polite to a fault, she believes in grace and modesty embracing her female tendencies however she fears no man and anyone who treats her differently based on gender will be swiftly reminded of the fact that she commanded men. She does tend to be a bit... Offended by today's lack of modesty and showing so much skin, loyal and friendly to anyone who has earned her respect.

What family do you belong to? Independent.

Power: Mind manipulation, she can make those weak and powerless ready to fight and throw themselves into the grinder or the strong and powerful fall, sacred of the fate they face.

Side: Pro-human

Weapon: A silver sword, a perfect copy of Praetors. Twin .1911 colt pistols.

Other: Very easily embarrassed by any talk of innuendo or romantic actions, yet a fan romance novels.

Name: Morgan

Age: Looks around 24 her true age however has never been disclosed, she was once heard stating that she was old enough to have seen the rise and fall of Babylonia.

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Bio: "My turning far predates anything you humans can call history...I was turned in a time where man lived deep in the forests and many terrible things that you could barely understand hunted us in the dark. A time without law and filled with terror and blood. We survived and became hunters...And we thought ourselves immortal...Until something smarter started hunting us. In my mind my life truly began when my mind was opened by the gift of life immortal."

Personality: "Sometimes I can be dignified and reverent as an ancient often is, but at other times I can be wild and bloodthirsty like an animal, Honestly I think this goes back to my mortal human life, we lived like animals and it never really left me no matter how human I have learned to be."

What family do you belong to?: "I suppose one could call me a Blackmoore, But I only hold ties with them for Adrian..."

Power: Divination. (At random times Morgan has flashes of future sight.)

Side: Indifferent

Weapon: "An old Babylonian dagger given to me as a gift...From a lover or something...I don't truly recall."

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Name: Brenna

Age: 21 - over 200, she doesn't really remember

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Bio: Brenna was born sometime in the 1800's. An accident claimed her hearing when she was 15, making her completely deaf. As a result she had no marriage prospects and ended up in a brothel. As she grew Brenna became more and more in tune with the world around her, despite being unable to hear. Her other senses, particularly her sight, sharpened considerably. Sometimes it was almost like she could read people's minds and knew what they were going to do and what they wanted just by looking at them, a handy skill in a brothel. She brought in enough money to keep the owner happy and treating her well, in time keeping her more and more for himself until eventually she had no clients but the owner. She was abused sexually but treated like a priceless work of art every other way, nothing more then an object.
She found solace in her art. She drew and painted, her sharp eyes catching details that many would miss. People loved her portraits, since she could find the real person and the real beauty beneath outward appearances. But the owner had to even take that from her, using her art to make money without putting her name on it or sharing any profit with her.
Brenna hated her life but had no where to run.
Until HE came...

The night that Alistair, the man who would change her life, entered the brothel Brenne knew with once glance that he was different. And that he was not there for sex.
She was proved right when he slaughtered the owner and gave everything, including money, to the prostitutes within the brothel. But for some reason, maybe because of the owner's treatment of her, he took notice of her, her deafness and her artwork. He changed her that night... turned her into something strong and powerful, something that didn't need to worry about her disability or about people taking advantage of her. One of her newfound abilities was telepathy, the ability to read the minds of others and project her own thoughts into theirs. With this she was able to communicate as she never could before, which made her forever grateful to Alistair.
She has spent the past decade or so learning ASL and going to an art school in New York, but now she feels the pull of her blood. Her family needs her...

Personality: she tries to be patient with people but gets annoyed quickly when they think because she is deaf she is stupid or slow. if you can sign to her she will latch on to you because she prefers it over reading minds and projecting her thoughts because she feels it is an invasion of privacy. plus most minds are very filthy and remind her of her former life, which disgusts her.
she is on the quiet side until she is comfortable with you. she maintains a calm exterior no matter what is going on. she is working on learning to read lips but is finding it difficult. she enjoys watching movies (with subtitles), especially scary ones and old bad campy films because she thinks that are funny. and, although it sounds strange, she is a great listener because she can pick up on people's moods and feelings by watching them. she can tell when someone is upset or hurt or angry and will offer a hug or a shoulder to lean on if needed.

What family do you belong to? Blackmoore

Power: Telepathy

Side: indifferent

Weapon: dagger http://www.trekprops.de/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/shinzons_dagger_3258.jpg

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