Wand: Veronica has a Laurel Wand with a dual-core of Dragon Heartstring and Dittany stalk. It's 11 inches long, and unyielding.
Patronus: Polar Bear
Boggart: Over the years her Boggart has changed. As a student it appeared as an Inferius. But if she were to face a Boggart now, it would appear as herself sitting in a wheelchair looking emaciated, staring catatonic and drooling.
Veronica grew up on the Ollerton estate, located on the outskirts of the village of Starcross, in England. She lived here with her parents Mordechai and Beulah Starkey, and her siblings Ben, Walt, and Margie. It was her grandfather Balius manor, but he preferred living in New York, and so
She was born in the middle of winter, and barley a hour old she showed signs of magic. Most of her early childhood was spent reading, drawing, and running around with her brothers. She also liked to eavesdrop on her parent's conversations. She got in trouble more than once for making pretend potions out of mud and juice in her bathroom. She and her older brother, spent a great deal time together in their mother’s greenhouse, planting
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Hair Color: Naturally Brown - She keeps it bleached a White Blonde.
Eye Color: Blue
Height and Build: She is 5'6 and weights about 125 pounds. She has a slim athletic build. 34-24-33
Details:
- She always wears her Castor wand on her left side. Typically clipped to her belt, or stashed in the inner pocket of her jacket.
- Jade tends to dress in a rather simple albeit edgy style.
- She has twenty different Castor Glyphs on her body. The first being the Deplin Glyph branded onto the top of her right hand. Down the back of her left arm she has six glyphs tattooed in black ink; Protect, Strength, Air, Water, Earth, Illusion. She has the Mind glyph branded on the back of her neck. She has four glyphs scarred up the right side of her torso along her ribs; Heat, Deflect, Clarity, Blood. On her left hand pinky she has the Moon glyph tattooed in black ink. The Ancestral glyph is branded into her right ankle. Tattooed along the side of her left foot are the Light, Banish, and Balance Glyphs. Scarred in the middle of her sternum is the Heal Glyph. Tattooed behind her left ear is the Learn Glyph, and the Negate Glyph is burned into her right shoulder. None of Jadis's glyphs are bigger then a penny.
Jade's mother was only sixteen when she accidentally got pregnant, and nine months later Jadis was born. Her parents married a year later in a traditional Castor wedding ceremony. Her early childhood was spent growing up in Dublin alongside the mundane populace as most Castors do. As Dublin Ireland is a major city, it was also a mecha for Supernaturals to flock to. So it was an added bonus to her upbringing as she was surrounded by all the different supernaturals in the city.
As a toddler when she was overcome by strong emotions such as anger or frustration, her raw magic would overwhelm her to the point of creating power outages, shattering windows, and giving people around her nose bleeds. During these lapses of control, her grandmother would sing to her to calm her down, as her parents cast protection spells and wards to stop the worst of it.
Born connected to three well known castor bloodlines, Jadis has more raw magic then compared to an average Castor. Thankfully by the time Jadis was five years old the majority of her raw magic had settled down. She started kindergarten at the elementary school closest to her house. Her younger sister Adelitha was born later that school year, and luckily the aggressive unstable raw magic that Jadis was born with did not manifest in her too.
Like all Castor children she officially started studying the Incanta language when she was six years old. Though, she was already rather fluent, as her Grandmother Maeve refused to speak in anything but it at home. She loved being a big sister to Adelitha. Sadly she was eight years old when her parents and Granny Maeve were killed by the notorious French Warlock, Malachi Rosier. Jade and Adelitha were taken in and adopted by their mother’s older sister Salvie Delamere and her husband Claude. The move to Erehwon USA was a big change for the girls. From the tragedy of her parents death, she gained a new family, and two protective older brothers, her cousins Dexter and Alan.
The night of her tenth birthday her family held her coming of age ceremony under night sky. She had been waiting eagerly for months for her tenth birthday, ready to finally use her magic, and find out who her patron deity was. But most of all she really wanted to learn her true name. Alan was who she had chosen as the conductor of her ceremony. Dressed in white muslin the ceremony began as she sat in the middle of a circle made of branches, and river stones. She lit the eight candles, as she recited the ancient castor laws in the Incanta language. Then she dank the elixir.
Thirty minutes later she came to, feeling like a new person. She had learned her true name, who her patron deity was, and could feel power all around her. Even from everything her family had told her about their experiences, it was a surreal feeling. As per tradition her first words after coming to was the name of her patron deity, Deplin. Alan used a soldering knife to cut Jade’s Patron glyph onto the top of her right hand. As extremely painful as it sounds, she didn’t scream, the Elixir had an added effect of numbing limbs for a short time. The ceremony ended after she was gifted with a bundle of wood and a carving knife, to make her first wand with.
Seven years later Jadis graduated high school, and decided to take a year off before she started at Gringore. She spent the year with Alan, backpacking through Europe. Getting into some trouble with a shifter man, she ended up running off to Italy with him for a few weeks of mistakes. She came back to Erehwon when she was twenty and moved into the dorms at Gringore. Now she is starting her third year at Gringore. She works off and on at Third eye tattoo mainly working with supernatural clients.
Mother - Rahela Ó'Nualláin nee Racoviță Father - Lincoln Ó'Nualláin Sister - Adelitha Delamere - Student at the High school (17)
Aunt - Salvie Delamere nee Racoviță - Dentist (54) Uncle - Claude Delamere - Head Chef at Corky's Bistro (52) Cousin - Alan Delamere - Owner of The Shack (26) Cousin - Dexter Delamere - Wedding Photographer (24)
She can speak fluent Romanian, Incanta, Irish, and Latin.
Following Jade's maternal bloodline she is connected to the Drăgoi clan which was once one of the most powerful Castor families in Eastern Europe. Unfortunately in the late 50s, Korikov hunters massacred most of the Drăgoi clan in Romanian. Jade's grandmother Ecaterina was only seven years old during the massacre, but she and a handful of others made it out alive, due to the Drăgoi clan’s affinity with healing and protection magic.
On the other side of her maternal bloodline is the Racoviță clan. A bloodline that carries quite a history in black magic. Historically the first-born Racoviță baby of every new generation ends up possessing devastatingly massive amounts of power, and the baby was always sacrificed, so the Racoviță Castors could absorb and keep using their ancient ancestral magic. This all changed in 1948 when for the first time in history, the first-born came as identical triplets boys. The massive power was evenly distributed between the babies, Corneliu, Ionel, and Neculai.
The clan elders came together to decide what to do. The question was whether to sacrifice all three boys, or to use the last of their magic to call upon the Racoviță ancestors for guidance. In the end they sought out a Propheta Witch, who explained to them that the triplets had the power of three and though the present Racoviță castors would lose their ability to use ancestral magic, the three boys would not. The triplets would be the ones to carry on the Racoviță bloodline, with all future generations bore from them having perpetual power without need for sacrificial first-borns.
The triplet’s mother was overjoyed that her sons would not be sacrificed, but the rest of the family was not. They didn’t want to lose their ancient magic. So with what little magic the elders had left they joined together to summon their ancestors spirits for answers. The spirits voices spoke, and explained that there were only two options. Sacrifice all three, and everyone can keep their power, but they must sacrifice the first-three-born of every new generation to follow. The second option was just as the Propheta Witch said.
The triplets mother knew that her relatives would insist on sacrificing the babies in order keep their power, no matter what the cost. So during the wee hours she took her baby boys and run away from her clan and the only home she ever knew. She only needed to stay in hiding until the boys first birthday, when it would be too late to sacrifice them. In the end the triplets grew up and started their own families, and kept the Racoviță clan going strong for the new generations. Jadis is the granddaughter of the eldest triplet, Corneliu.
Her paternal side of the family hales from Irish ancestry, the Ó'Nualláin are more well known in Ireland and the United Kingdom. The Ó'Nualláin are extremely traditional, and have traceable ties to the ancient Incanta royalty, thus granting them a high stats among Castor kind. Ó'Nualláin Castors more often than not excel in combat focused magic.
Nickames/Alias/AKA: She has used multiple alias throughout her lifetime - Alyssa Henry, Lucy Moore, Claudia Dover, Sue Vasseur, Viola Lemery, and Willa Conner. Her family called her Ally. As a play on her last name she has had some call her Ms. Killer.
Age: 98 - Became a Vampire at the age of 24
Gender: Female
DOB: 24th, May 1920 - in Berlin Germany.
Occupation: Antique Appraiser & Owner of Treasures of Time
Race: Vampire (Turned at age 24)
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Height and Build: 5'7" Tall and Slender.
Appearance: Her voice is similar to the singers Priscilla Ahn. Though she was born and raised in Germany, she has all but gotten rid of her accent. She always wears her daylight charmed ring. She fidgets with her ring when she is anxious, or deep in thought. When it comes to clothing and personal style she borders on simple basics, with a touch of vintage. She tends to smell like her favorite honeysuckle soap. She has a concentration camp tattoo on her left inner arm A-9883.
Alice was born into a middle-class Jewish family. Her father, Fred, was a pediatrician, extremely well educated, and well known among professional chess players. Her mother, Lucille, was a busy housewife, and ex-teacher, who was originally from France. Alice grew up in Düsseldorf Germany, in a three-story house, along with her siblings Konrad, Wilhelmina, and Hugo.
She was four years old when her sister Wilhelmina was born early; she was a small and sickly baby. Alice's whole family was raised bilingual, speaking German, and French. At her mother's urging Alice began ballet at the age of six, playing small roles in local stage productions, and taking piano classes. But what Alice really wanted was to learn to play violin. Luckily her parents agreed that everyone should know how to play an instrument and read music, so she was given her first violin when she was seven, just after her baby brother Hugo was born.
She was mainly educated at home by her mother, and in Synagogue. She was instructed in the basics of formal education such as math, reading, and writing. She hated math to its core, but reading became her favorite. Her father sent her to a proper school when she turned 10, as he wanted all his children to have an education, so they could do whatever they wanted in life. Overall she was a happy little girl.
She stopped the ballet classes when she was eleven, as she decided to focus her time on the violin, which she had grown to love dearly. Alice's dream was to one day to be a professional violinist, and composer. She was well on her way to accomplishing her dreams. She also began trying to write her own plays, making little Hugo, and her friends put them on for their parents and neighbors.
In 1935 the anti-Semite, Adolf Hitler came to power, and his reign started. Nuremberg Laws were adopted, and all Jews citizenship was withdrawn. Alice was 15, but luckily she had just been accepted on scholarship, to a private music school is France. Her parents saw this as a way out of Germany for Alice. Her mother had even arranged for Alice to stay in France with her uncle, Eugene Lemery and his wife Claudia. Alice left home just before the start of the school year, and her older brother Konrad came with to find work in England on the way there.
Alice graduated in 1938. Her parents urged her not to come back to Germany, as things were just getting worse. So she stayed in France with the Lemery family, and started college, majoring in Music Theory, and English. After being away in France for almost three years, all she wanted was to see her family, but she pressed on. She became first chair violinist of her college orchestra, and began dating a young man named Henri Palissy.
She was 20 years old in 1940 when France became occupied. Henri proposed to her later that year, and she accepted. They promised to marry when the war ended. Henri, her first love, best friend, and now fiancé left to fight in the war in December of that year. Alice withdrew from college and found work as a typist, making extra money, as to not be a burden on the Lemerys.
Back in Germany her parents were quick to help their fellow Jews. Their three-story home became a place of refuge for dozens of Jewish people trying to find their way into hiding or out of Germany. She learned through letters that her parents’ main focus was helping people get out by doctoring papers. Unfortunately her parents, Hugo, and Wilhelmina were found out and taken by the Nazis in late 1941. Her father died on the train journey to the death camp. Her sister Wilhelmina, was sent to the gas chambers on arrival at Auschwitz. Hugo and her mother were split up and made to do slave labor. Konrad was still in England working on ships, and around the docks in Portsmouth. He had been sending money back to Germany for the family, and had no idea his family had been taken until months later when his letters returned unopened.
The Holocaust got its claws into France, and in January 1942 Alice was caught and deported to a concentration camp in Poland. By some miracle her mother was also an inmate there. The reunion was short lived, as her mother explained that Wilhelmina and her father were dead. The poor woman said she had only caught a glimpse of Hugo months ago, as he boarded a different train to god knows where. During Alice's time in the camp, she became an interpreter among the inmates, using her knowledge of different languages to help with communication. The death of her father and sister, along with the missing Hugo were almost too much to bare, and it was a miracle she lasted.
In 1943 she developed pneumonia, and she was taken to the infirmary, were she basically had a week to get better or be sent to the gas chambers. In the middle of the night, two day before her week was up; her brother Konrad appeared, disguised as a Nazi soldier. Konrad had been looking for their family since he found out they had been deported in 1942. And he had found Alice's name by chance written on the infirmary list two days ago. He hadn't known she had been taken, and had assumed she was still in France hiding. He was here to break his family out. He picked up the dying Alice out of bed, asking her where to find their parents and siblings, as he carried her gently outside. Through struggling breaths and painful coughs Alice explained that their father and Wilhelmina were dead, Hugo was missing, and their mom was the only one left.
The next thing Alice remembered was waking up in a warm bed, with her mother asleep in the chair beside her. Konrad came in to the room, red rimmed eyes; he offered her some soup and water. He explained that once she was strong enough he was sending her and mother to England where his friend Alec Moore, had a place for them; but he was going to stay behind to look for Hugo. Alice spent months recovering, all while trying to convince her mother and Konrad that she should stay to help find Hugo. Her weak arguments were going nowhere, and in December of 1943, she and her mother left for England.
On new years day they had made it to Mr. Moore’s home in Dover England. Mr. Moore was glad to see they had survived and opened his home to them. There were two other families living there. An elderly couple from Austria, and the Stuart brothers, Paul and George. Little did anyone know that the Stuart boys were actually Vampires. Paul was attractive, and charming, but secretly a psychopath. He took immediate interest in Alice. But as the weeks past and he got to know her more, he became borderline obsessed with her, not that he would let anyone know that. George was quite, and stand offish, most of the time he just ignored everyone and spent his days locked in his room.
Alice was polite to them, and grateful that Mr. Moore took them in, but other than that she was only concerned with the war, Konrad safety, her MIA fiancée Henri, and where her little brother Hugo was. She and her mother counted the days between letters received from Konrad in Germany, containing news on the search for Hugo, which was going nowhere. Do to the prolonged bout with pneumonia, and the malnutrition suffered from the camp, Alice's health would never be what it once was, and the scar tissue in her lungs didn't help. She developed asthma, and spent more days in poor health then not.
Months past living in Mr. Moore's home, all the while with Paul trying his charms on Alice, flirting, and Mr. Moore seemed to be suffering from anemia. One night Paul tried to sneak a kiss, and Alice had finally had enough of him, so she abruptly and venomously rejected him. Paul was enraged, he grabbed her by the hair, dragged her to the ground and bit her, drinking her blood as she kicked and hit him. But he kept on drinking her blood. She stopped fighting as the last of her blood was being sucked away, and she went limp. When Paul came down from fit of rage Alice laid near death on the ground in front of him, he laughed, and then started crying because he didn't want her dead. So in his hysterics, the spur of the moment decision was made, and he fed her his own blood.
June 1944 Alice died, and three days later woke up a vampire. Chained to a wall, in some windowless room, she had no idea where she was. All she could think about what how thirsty she was, but not for water. She felt strange, different, and strong. She could hear and see things clearer than ever before. Paul showed up hours later, with an unconscious human man flung over his shoulder. He dropped him in front of her, and without a thought she bit the man, and drank every last drop of blood, effectively killing the poor guy. Not thirsty anymore, she looked up at Paul, blood smeared her lips, and she remembered how he attacked her. Her mind was rushing a millions miles a minute, think so many thing, but everything was so clear, so sharp. Words like Aluka, Dracula, Motetz Dam, demon, and Vampire flashed through her mind, and she instinctively knew that that was what she was, what Paul was, what he had made her.
She was not Human anymore, she was a vampire, and this made her angry. Using her new superhuman vampire strength she ripped the chains from the wall, and lunged at Paul with a growl, fangs bared. But he was quick to laugh as he slammed the door in her face. Through the door he said in a cheery voice, "You're a strong one Alice, so happy you're all mine. Never thought I'd turn someone, you’re lucky a pureblood like me even cared enough too. I made George cover for us, dear. Told your mother we ran off to elope ha. See you later my girl."
Paul held her captive for over 8 months. And in February of 1945 she finally escaped. The first morning of freedom, she found out the hard way that Vampires can't walk in the sun. Finding her family and hiding from the enraged Paul became her primary mission in life, if you could call it life… Living in darkness, the only thing Paul had taught her was how to feed without killing, and how to erase a human’s memory.
About a month later she finally found her way back to Mr. Moore's home in Dover England. She came there hoping to find her mother, but George answered the door. She backed up in fear, expecting to see Paul behind him, but George just frowned and had the clueless Mr. Moore invite her inside. George explained that her mother was in Paris with her relatives, and Konrad was in Birmingham England drinking himself to death, as he spent his days going through concentration camp books, logs, and papers searching for any mention of Hugo. George apologized for Paul's behavior, and what he did to her. He explained that Paul had been here two weeks ago looking for her, and that it was best to not cross paths with him. Over the next three months George reluctantly became Alice's mentor in the ways of a vampire. He taught her the history, laws, abilities, and limitations of her new life. They slowly became friends in the process.
They left Mr. Moore’s home in June 1945. Alice wanted to find her family, and though George advised against her ever seeing them again, he went along with her anyway. She dyed her hair blonde, and began going by the name Susan Wilson, as to keep Paul off her trail. By September that year, WWII was over, and people were beginning to rise up out of wreckage that had plagued the world for the last five years. But she would never forget the camps and the horrors of war. For two years she searched for her brother all over Europe. She had found her mother living in Paris with Uncle Eugene, but didn't reveal herself to them, knowing George was right, and that it was better they though she was gone.
Paul found Alice in April 1947. But instead of attacking her, or showing any sign of anger, he smiled cheerfully as he greeted her and George. Alice could tell that he didn't expect George to be with her, but Paul didn't let on his true feelings. Instead Paul brightly told Alice that he had a gift for her, as an apology for keeping her locked up, and that he had seen the slight error in his ways. Paul grinned as Konrad happily walked out of the shadows to stand beside him. The smiling Konrad, ran up and give Alice a bear hug. "Konrad and I, have been looking for you my dear Alice. We've been searching for you for over a year. I must say blonde hair suits you, but your natural brown is more my taste, so will have to change that." Paul told her looking menacingly at George. George and Alice knew Paul was up to something right off the bat, but Alice was overjoyed to see her big brother.
Little did she know that Paul had turned Konrad into a vampire, over a year ago, knowing that Alice was looking for him, knowing this was not the life she wanted for her brother, Paul was playing a game. No fight broke out, Alice didn't yell, she just quickly whispered into Konrad's ear, not to trust Paul and to run. Konrad's response was a light hearted laugh as he stopped hugging her and said "Don't worry Ally, Paul explained everything, and I'm just like you, fangs and all that. God it’s good to see you." giving her another hug. Paul just smiled. The shock of what Konrad had said was apparent on Alice's face, and even George looked wherry. As a general rule vampire were not really allowed to turn more than one person every 50 years, but Paul didn't seems to follow any rules.
Alice was angry, and upset. She didn't want this life for her brother, a life in the darkness, life as a demon. She suppressed the instinct to rip out Paul's throat, and instead calmly took Konrad by the hand to make him follow. She needed to be away from Paul, and to explain the truth to Konrad. George understood this, and went to get Paul's attention. When Alice and Konrad were far enough away, she told Konrad the truth. She explained how Paul had attacked her, held her captive. That she was never his fiancée, and that she hated Paul. Being a Vampire was never her choice. She could tell Konrad didn't want to believe her, but he knew she was telling the truth, and then he became furious at Paul.
Alice had Konrad, and George on her side, so Paul was outmatched and could do nothing, he seemed to accept that and leave of his own accord. George apologized again on Paul behalf, and Konrad just looked lost, like his life was a lie...which it was. Turned out Paul had told Konrad all about some happy prefect life that was being a vampire, that Alice wanted this for Konrad, so they could all be a happy family together...forever.
The months after finding Konrad were an adjustment. She had had a mission, a reason for living since she had become a vampire, and now that she had found Konrad, and seen her mother, the reasons were gone. She didn't know what to do with herself, what to do with her impossibly long life. She still had not accepted herself as a vampire. She still had nightmares from her time in the camps, and the death of almost everyone she had ever loved. Everything she had ever dreamed of having in life was gone; finishing college, marrying Henri, having children, growing old with loved ones, walking freely in the sunlight. She had survived the death camps, the war, but everything she had planned for her life was gone.
Depression, PTSD, and self-loathing made up most of the next few years for Alice. George and Konrad stayed with her, and together they made their way to America. A fresh start as Konrad called it. Living in New York City, times were changing in the 50s. George stayed with Alice, as he felt obligated since his brother was such an ass. Later in the decade Konrad found himself addicted to fairy blood, and spent most of his time tracking down old Nazis, and killing them off.
In early 1955 Konrad had ended up in a prison for supernaturals, as the Guardians found him guilty of murdering 12 fairies, and 43 humans. Konrad confessed that it was true, but that the fairies were all accidents; do to his addiction to fairy blood and his uncontrollable thirst. He would have got 90 years in a supernatural prison, but he had only been a vampire for less than a decade, so he got 10 years. With Konrad in jail, George and Alice left New York for a small supernatural community in Canada, called Umber.
Alice and George started a romantic relationship together, and love blossomed, which was something she never thought would happen. Alice felt free, and in love. Her witch friend charmed a daylight ring for her, and being able to walk out under the sun, changed Alice's outlook on vampire life. She was finally beginning to accept that the world around her was much bigger then is seemed.
In 1963 George and Alice had been traveling around Asia when Paul appeared. He was more psychotic than usual, and once he deduced George and Alice's relationship, he went bat shit, and killed George. Paul came back to reality rather quickly after he ripped George's head off. The regret and grief was instant for him. Alice was hysterical as she sank to her knees in the growing pool of blood around her. Paul forcefully grasped Alice’s wrists, and dragged her to her feet. "You...You made me do this Alice, it’s all your fault. You are mine! You were supposed to love me. You made me have to kill him, my own brother. Stupid girl, you'll have to pay for this. A brother for a brother is only fair." Paul said accusingly glaring into Alice's tear filled eyes. His blood soaked hands tightened around her wrists, as he watched her eyes widen as she comprehend what he said, and threatened to do. He kissed her on the cheek and then he was gone.
Cleaning up George's body was gut wrenching, but she was not just going to leave him there in some random ally in the middle of Beijing. She payed someone to discreetly cremate him, and the next day she berried his ashes in the Beijing Botanical Gardens. Konrad was safe from Paul as long as he was in prison, but his stent ended in two years. Alice had time to figure out how to keep Konrad safe. A small part of her hoped that Paul would just forget about his plans, that he would just grow bored waiting for Konrad to get out of jail, but Alice new that Paul was hell bent.
Over the next few months she did what she could, and called in favors to keep off Paul's radar. She sent letters to her brother, to inform him on what was going on, and told him to watch himself. She made her way to Rome to report Paul's offences to the Guardians. Little did she know that Paul's mother, Gwendolyn, sat on the judges’ counsel, and was a one of the Elder Guardians. Reporting Paul got nowhere and Gwen made sure of it. She also learned that vampires killing fellow vampires was not illegal unless it was done in front of the mundane, or caused some kind of clan or turf war.
1965 Alice was ready to protect her brother. Konrad was let out of prison. He wanted nothing more than to slaughter Paul. The man who killed his best friend George, and ruined both his and his little sister’s lives. Konrad wanted vengeance and he did a good job of convincing Alice to want the same. They set up house in New Orleans, where Alice had made friends with a Lycanthrope named Thomas Cooper, and a Sorcerer named Malachi Rosier. Paul arrived two weeks later, completely calm with the same cocky grin he always had. Konrad was convinced they had the advantage, and hastily went after Paul.
Paul with all his cunning had planned accordingly, and in all the chaos it turned out Malachi had been Paul’s spy for the last two years. It was no coincidence, the seemingly friendly sorcerer had bumping into Alice years ago, quick to befriend and agree with her. The betrayal hit hard for Alice, and Konrad was now held in a steal cage in Paul’s mansion, being tortured. Against Thomas’s advice, Alice entered Paul’s place ready to plead.
Paul was happy to see her, and though he enjoyed her pleading for her brother's life, it didn't make a difference. In his mind it was a brother for a brother. The fact that he was the one who killed George didn't factor in, he blamed Alice, and this was how he made it fair in his eyes. Alice hadn't expected Paul to really do it, after she had begged he seemed like he was going to let Konrad go. But then he laughed, and in a blur flung a stake lightning fast across the room into Konrad's chest. He turned to ash in seconds. Alice's scream could practically shatter glass. The confused albeit amused look on Paul's face infuriated her. The fight that ensued basically destroyed the whole first floor of the mansion.
The fight ended with Paul pinning her to the ground, grinning like this was some fucked up version of foreplay. Alice turned her emotions off in that moment. A choice she never thought she'd make, but everything was so broken she didn't want to feel anymore. Without the painful emotions, with her humanity she was a different person. Pushing Paul off with enough force to send him flying into the marble staircase, she stood up and brushed Konrad's ashes of her knees. After fixing her hair in the shattered mirror she walked out of the wrecked doorways, and smiled.
Over the next decade she would join a vampire den in Spain. They would end up going on several killing sprees, together. Thérèse the leader made sure to keep it all within the law, though just barely. Apparently murdering a bunch of humans who had no connection to supernaturals was not illegal if you cleaned up your mess. All of Alice’s time was spent indulging in pleasure, blood, and darkness. Paul with all his obsessive and jealous behaviors tended show up every few months, and she and her den would send him packing.
It was 1978 when she left the den out of boredom. She went to Paris, and three days later found herself forced by an old witch named Esme to turn her humanity back on. Esme apparently knew Konrad in prison, and felt it was her mission to make sure the Alice he loved came back. So with her witchy magic, and help from her coven, they flipped Alice switch back on. The resulting flood of emotions crippled her for months. The guilt from slaughtering random defenseless humans, the pain and sadness for Konrad and George’s deaths, knowing that her whole family was gone now, and the pure rage that still burned for Paul....
Esme was a bitch of a witch, but she let Alice stay in her home, and among her village. By 1980, Alice had accepted the death of her family, and the fact she was immortal. The idea of letting anyone into her life, only to see them die was more than a struggle for her. She had grown attached the old witch, and her little grandson Etienne. But she kept her distance from everyone else in the small French village.
A pair of Jager Hunters showed up in the village. No one knew they were Hunters though, and so the village full of blissfully unaware witches catered to the two tourists. It was about a week after the two men left when three witches from the village were found burned on stakes, and Esme’s Daughter Colette was missing. Esme called Rome wanting Guardians to be sent to investigate. Alice stood guard every night for the next week, and then it happened. Fifty or so Jager Hunters showed up in the middle of the night ready to burn down the whole village. Apparently they had tortured Colette, and learned the whole village was made up of witches, and a vampire. Fighting ensued, and Alice killed ten or so of the Jagers before being shot with Hemlock dipped bullet. Thankfully it missed her heart, but she was down and in severe pain until she dug the bullet out.
The hemlock poison made her inhuman abilities and healing factor basically turn off for the time being, so she was bleeding out as she watched hunters set fire to the Village. Guardians thankfully showed up an hour later but there was not much left to protect. Of the hundred or so witches that had lived in the village only about twenty survived, and they were mostly children. Thankfully all the Hunters had been killed by the end of it, except two cowards that ran off half way through. Esme was one of the many dead.
The Guardians went to work cleaning the place up, helping the survivors, and figuring out what to do with all the orphaned witch children. The Leader decided to go after the two runaway hunters. Alice fully recovered in about two days, and little Etienne wouldn’t leave her side. Five days later the small little Village was gone, and in it’s place was a graveyard. Homes were found for the kids, and Alice left with Etienne to live in Brussels.
Life went on, and Alice became Etienne’s adoptive mother. She did her best to give him as normal of a life as possible. But they had to move every five years or so, since she didn’t age, and drawing suspicion was dangerous. She also was afraid that Paul would show up to ruin her life again. They were living in Paris when Etienne turned thirteen, and he claimed the specialization of Intelligere. Thankfully Alice knew a small coven there that was willing to teach Etienne witch craft. His studies had been mostly self-taught up to that point from books Alice had come by.
It was 1992 when they moved from Europe to North America. Etienne was sixteen, and Alice could no longer pass as his mother. So she started being referred to as his older sister. Québec was where they made their home this time. She also promised not to move until he graduated. Her old friend Thérèse showed up a while later. Apparently she was on the run from a Korikov Hunter named Siarhei and needed a place to lay low. Alice didn’t appreciate the visit to say the least, but Thérèse made a blood oath to kill Paul Stuart if she ever came across him in exchange for a place to stay, so Alice obliged.
Etienne turned twenty, and Alice finally convinced him to move away to college and start his own life. He had stuck around for long enough, worried about Alice and lusting after Thérèse the tease. Etienne left for Brown University and just in time too. Siarhei had finally found Thérèse. Korikov hunters tended to fuck everything up, and Alice didn’t want Etienne on their radar. Thérèse ultimately confessed the truth, explaining why a Korikov hunter was so obsessed with her in particular, and why he would cross an ocean and spend four years personally searching for her. She had killed Siarhei’s wife and kids in retaliation for him killing her lover Dominic.
Unfortunately Siarhei was not alone, he had brought along his Korikov brothers, and five Hunter cousins. Alice was now known to them; no doubt they started a file on her. After a few scrimmages here and their Alice sought help from a few different supernaturals she knew in the city; Richard Templeton a Sorcerer, three gorgon sisters, a boggart named Valeria, and an Incubus named Norman Kelly. Thérèse called in favors to a handful of Vampires she knew. Starting a war with the Korikov was never a good idea, but things seemed to be going in that direction.
About a month later Guardians came to know about the storm brewing in Québec, and sent a half dozen Guardians to make sure whatever happened in didn’t happen in front of the Mundane. The Korikov attacked later that week, and both sides in essence lost. On the Korikov side only Sairhei’s younger brother survived. And on the Alice and Thérèse side only they, Richard and two other vampires were left. Alice was fed up with Thérèse selfish recklessness, and so she left her behind. Everyone else also went their separate ways afterwards.
Etienne got married to a fellow a witch in 2005, and moved to Erehwon to start a family. Alice attended the wedding and kept in touch, as she lived nomadically around southern America. In 2016 Paul showed up in Savannah Georgia, asking for forgiveness. Whether he was sincere or if it was another one of his tricks she’d never know. She shot him with a hemlock laced bullet, though she missed his heart, so he was most likely still alive. She left Savannah and moved to Erehwon to be nearer to Etienne. She owns the Treasures of Time antique shop, and lives upstairs.
Father - Frederick Keller - deceased 1941 age 48 Mother - Lucille Keller - deceased 1973 age 75 Older Brother - Konrad Keller - deceased 1965 Vampire age 47 Younger Sister - Wilhelmina Keller - deceased 1941 age 16 Younger Brother - Hugo Keller - deceased 1944 age 17 Ex-Fiancé - Henri Palissy - deceased 1999 age 84
Enemy/Sire - Paul Stuart - Vampire age 409 Mentor/Friend/Lover - George Stuart - deceased 1963 Vampire age 257 (Paul's Half brother) Friend – Thérèse Dubois – Vampire age 261
Adopted Son – Etienne Vasseur-Keller – Intelligere Witch, Age 42 Daughter in Law – Philippa Vasseur nee Terrence – Witch, age 39 Grandson – Stephan Vasseur – Witch, age 10 Granddaughter - Esmeralda Vasseur - Witch, age 8
She speaks German, English, Polish, Hebrew, French, Japanese, and Spanish fluently. And knows some Latin, Greek, Mandrin, and Dutch. She is working on learning Russian at the moment.
STRENGTHS . Patient . She has a Way with Animals . Lip-Reading . Singing . Chess . Mathematics
WEAKNESSES . Fears Thunder Storms . Prone to negative thoughts and doubts . Sometimes Socially Inept . Insomniac . Physically Weak . Caslan
APPEARANCE Sinna is considered an attractive girl for her age. She is a slender and a bit on the taller side for a woman. Her eyes are caramel colored, she has naturally bronze skin, and long, white hair. Raised as a noble lady, Sinna possesses the traditional feminine graces of her milieu. She tends to dress in the fashions of the secluded south western Hau'Ma, where she was raised, but she has slowly been switching to wearing the fashion popular in the majority of the drink empire. She has a love for jewelry, and beading. She has multiple scars on her back from whippings she received as a young child, thankfully they healed to be faint.
BIOGRAPHY Sindia is the youngest child of Renshu and Vanna Fang. Her parents were madly in love with each other, and married without their parents blessing. As Renshu came from a family of poor gentry, and Vanna was the only child of a count, it was quite the scandal among noble circles at the time. Thankfully they later obtained Vanna's father's approval when she announced she was pregnant with their first child. Little Caslan was born six months later, and Renshu took his wife's family name of Fang. They were a happy young family living in Renshu's small picturesque manor near the border of Hua'Mu and Estrye.
Three years later Vanna became pregnant with Sindia. Tragically when Vanna entered labor she began to show the early symptoms of pre-eclampsia, and the midwife was ill-equipped to do anything for her. After delivering baby Sindia, Vanna began to experience a series of severe fits and spasms due to the eclampsia, and was unable to breathe. Little Calsan, the midwife, and the households ladies-maids were present at her bedside, while Renshu held her as she suffocated and died. Renshu could not accept the fact that Vanna was gone, and took to drinking himself to sleep, and ignoring his two little children, who only reminded him of his dear Vanna.
A month or so later after the burial, Vanna's father arrived to collect the children, as Renshu had written that he could no longer bare to look at them, and needed a brake. So their grandfather collected the toddling Caslan, and newborn Sinna, whose nursemaid begrudgingly came along, irritated that she had to move to the isolated south western Hau'Ma. Renshu was nowhere to be seen, as his children and father-in-law departed, in fact according to the household servants he had run off a week ago, delirious, drunk, and insane with grief.
Unfortunately things were only going to get worse for the siblings. Being under their grandfather's guardianship was awful. Their neglectful absentee father was heaven compared to Count Fang. He blamed Sindia for the death of his one and only child, and made sure she knew it. So she grew up terrified of and abused by her maternal Grandfather. She was regarded as fearful and furtive by the manors servants, who always looked the other way during the abuse. Her brother Caslan tried his best to protect her, and take the brunt of the abuse, but there was only so much a kid could do. So they found comfort with each other, quietly playing in the library, and gardens to stay out of their Grandfathers path.
Count Fang had never forgiven her for his daughter's death in childbirth, and frequently made her the target for his frustrations, by making it practically impossible to go a day without braking any of his ridiculous rules. His "punishments" included simple things like going without food,to much harsher things like whippings, and beatings. Being dragged by the hair, getting locked in the stables overnight, and verbal abuse was Sindia's normal for the first nine years of her life. Her brother was fortunately always there, sneaking her food, tending her wounds, teaching her to read, and hiding her when the count was on the war path. She was nine years old when she was beaten severely and locked outside during a storm. She ended up with a serious infection, and became so sick she was bedridden with fever and hallucinations for almost a week. The doctor informed Caslan and the Count that she may not survive if it lasted any longer. Thankfully she lived through it, though her health would never be the same. Two weeks later her grandfather, who was healthy as a horse, and as strong as an ox, died in his sleep...
Sindia believes that he died, due to her prayers being answered. As she had been praying to any and all of the gods of various religions every night since she was seven, praying to make her grandfather disappear. When she woke up in the morning to a wailing maid, and the news of her grandfather's death she ran for her brother. Life changed quickly after that. Caslan inherited everything, including the estate, and title of count. Relatives they had never met, came out of the woodwork to dispute Caslan's inheritance, and try to manipulate their way into their lives for selfish reasons. The excuse that Caslan and Sindia were only children, was thrown in their face more then once. Caslan wasn't having it, and took over the Counts seat rather well for only being only twelve years old. These so called relatives were basically banished, and ignored from then on.
Caslan spent quite a bit of his time on martial arts training, Sinna wished to follow him and train too, as was custom for girls in the Drink Empire, but after her illness she could never fully keep up. Her training flittered to an end by the time she was eleven, and instead she took up playing chess, and helping her brother manage the household. Her life was now peaceful and enjoyable, her brother made sure of that. A governess from the capital was hired, and so began Sindia's official education. Though her brother had thankfully taught her what he learned from his tutors, so she was not completely behind in academics for her age. Learning the etiquette of being a noble lady came easy to her, and she actually enjoined learning to dance, sing, sew, play the harp, pursue the arts, and write poetry.
Nightmares still plagued her, and anytime there was a thunder storm you would still catch her crying, bundled in blankets hiding in the wardrobe, but for all intensive purposes she was safe and happy. She was fifteen when Caslan was appointed a position as a official knight and guard at the Hua'Ma palace in the capitol. She came with, as the idea of living alone, and a whole months journey away from him was horrifying to her. So at fifteen she debuted at the royal court, and has been living there since, becoming friends with Princess Minagi.
TRIVIA . She has a horse named Cymbeline, and a black cat named Nixon. . Bites her bottom lip when she is nervous. . Always has coins in her purse to give to beggars and peasants. . She is scared of the idea of giving birth, and believes she killed her mother by being born.
As the daughter of one of the wealthiest 1% families in the world, her reputation at school is something along the lines of chic popular socialite. Thankfully she is not the stereotypical snob, or vapidly vain rich girl that one would assume based on her status. At her core she an amiable, intuitive, wistful, daydreamer who knows how to mold herself to fit in with the crowd. Though she is considered popular, it has more to do with her families position in the world of the wealthy elite, rather then her actual self. She is an adept social chameleon.
Her father is thee Raoul Savoy; a Swiss-based French banker, billionaire businessman, and chairman of the Savoy Group. He is France's richest man, and the richest banker in the world. He runs the Savoy banking and investment empire, and is a household name to the elite of the world. Her step-mother is Shelby Dunlap; a Beverly Hills native, high society queen, and former BHHS alum class of 2000. She is on the boards of all major charities, and art organizations in the city. Suffice to say Soraya's family connections are a big deal.
► current dilemma
Outwardly her main problem is figuring out which university she wants to go to. She basically has her pick of the crop. Other "dilemmas" include choosing which designer she wants to higher to make her prom dress this year. Oh and attempting to lose her virginity before she graduates high school.
Internally she is struggling, and feels that she is trapped in a life she didn't sign up for, wearing a mask to fit into the mold of a Savoy. She has no idea what she wants to do with her life. She feels that she has no control in anything, and that scares her. She is adept at hiding her true feelings from others, so for her to open up completely and be her authentic venerable self...is difficult to say the least. She has spent so long wearing said mask, that she doesn't know how to take it off. She has all the privilege and wealth in the world, but has no aspirations or big dreams because everything can just be purchased with her black card. Graduating high school, becoming an official adult in this over hyped world is messing with her mind. Overall she feels lost, alone, and like she is drowning.
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► social media handles
TikTok: SavvySora Snapchat: Bonjour_Sorae Public Instagram: Soraya.Savoy Private Instagram: SunraeEsprit
► style
Soraya's style can be described as a mix of classy, soft, and feminine with a little bit of edginess thrown in here and there. Her closet is packed with designer labels, and she tends to lean more towards natural fabrics like silk, linen, cotton, and cashmere. Even though her favorite colors are oranges and purples, she tends to wear more neutral colors, and pastels.
► ride & everyday items
Her step-mother gifted her a pastel pink Aston Martin on her 16th birthday, and that has been her main mode of transportation ever since. Otherwise she just calls one of the families personal chauffeurs.
She usually has her keys, phone, and wallet with her. Besides those items, there are various other things she has in her locker. Or if her she is carrying a larger purse then usual, she's would be have things like lip gloss, checkbook, pens, passport, compact mirror, etc in it.
► extracurricular activities
If she is not out with friends, or attending some family social event, she tends to be at home chilling. She was part of the school book club in 9th and 10th grade, but has since ditched it. As far as school related extracurriculars she occasionally volunteers to help tutor other students in French, English, philosophy, and history.
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Friends would describe me as _______.
This question is...something. I think they'd say I'm friendly, and nice. God, that sound boring. If I gave my friends a list of personality traits to pick from, they would probably circle things like: Considerate, liberal, sensitive...um I don't know...funny? Back in middle school all the girl in my dorm took that Myers–Briggs personality test thing. Apparently I'm an INFJ, though I don't totally understand what that means.
In my free time I like to _______.
I like to escape into the world of books. Poetry and music are also something dear to me. I enjoy taking photographs; its the only form of art I believe I have any talent in. I do draw but that's not something I really share with anyone. Once in a while I write short stories, they are usually based off some random maladaptive daydream I have during math class, or when I am trying to block out my moody thought process as I lay in bed a night. For sleep to come easy it typically requires medication or lots of wine. That's mainly what I do in my free time when alone, otherwise I am usually hanging out with friends. Socially I tend to go with the flow of whatever the crew deems to be the event of the day.
I would like to learn _______ in the next year.
hmmm...Maybe more about photography. I find the technical parts of it kind of boring, but I'm assuming that knowing would help me be able to photograph things to match the beauty of the world as I see it. Beside photography...I do want to learn how to be more positive...or maybe hopeful is the right word. You're not sharing my answer to this questionnaire with anyone I know right? I was assuming this was anonymous, which is why I'm being abnormally candid.
This is how I define success and failure:
Success is being content and happy with yourself and choices...umm doing your best to reach your goals and dreams. I'd like to think failure is just something you're meant to learn from, but some failures can be extremely hard to reflect and bounce back from...
I'm inspired by _______.
Things like poetry, art, and historical mythology tend to inspire me; to do what I have no idea, but they defiantly open my mind. I like sunsets, the sound of the waves on the beach, butterflies, and watching plants swaying in the breeze. Basically beautiful things that can invoke serene emotions.
These songs are the soundtrack to my life:
There are thousands of songs I love that resonate with me. But here are the top twelve from my Spotify 'On Repeat' playlist. According to my little sister my taste in music is "Pro-woe", but I have a thing for lyrics that make me feel...known. -Honest - Song House & Kyndal Inskeep -Dream State - Son Lux -Lion's Den - Grace VanderWaal -Broken - Jonah Kagen -Ceilings - Lizzie McAlpine -Runaway to Mars - TALK -Happy People - Donna Missal -What Was I Made For - Billie Eilish -Upside - MOTHICA -Hypnotic - Zella Day -Daylight - David Kushner -Constellations - The Oh Hellos
My fondest memory as a child was _______.
Its not anything exciting, but one night back before my grandma died...when I was really little, maybe four years old. I hadn't seen my mom in weeks... It was really late at night. I was meant to be sleeping. Anyway she knocked on my bedroom window, and climbed in. I was so happy to see her, and she was all smiles. We laid in my bed and she started telling me stories about her adventures in the city. Awhile later we were falling asleep, and I remember seeing my grandma in her fuzzy blue robe. She was leaning in the doorway smiling at us...anyway its more of a melancholy memory now, but I still love it.
If I could tell my younger self something, I would say:
I don't know what exactly I would say, but I would hand her a list of people she should make sure get arrested...or offed.
The things that make me smile are _______.
In general my favorite things usually make me smile. Tasty food, funny movies, the smell of lavender and gardenias. Animals are a big one. They always make me smile.
My whole life story in one sentence:
You'd have to give me like a week to come up with a sentence that sums up my life. Does anyone have a solid answer to this?
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► extra information
She speaks fluent English, French, and Swiss German. Only when she inebriated does her French accent come out to shine, otherwise she speaks with a regular American accent.
She knows how to play cello, and piano.
She was born in Bergerac France, and was primarily raised by her maternal grandmother until the age of five, when she suddenly died from a severe stroke. After two weeks in foster care, the social workers were finally able to contact Soraya's biological mother Vivienne Dabney, who had been in Paris pursuing a rising modeling career.
So at five years old, little Soraya began living full time with her mother in the modeling agencies sponsored flat in Paris; along with several other runway model roommates. It quickly became an issue as Vivienne didn't have the time or skills to care for her daughter. She loved her, but caring for a child was not something she was interested in. All Vivienne wanted was to be a famous model, and she would do whatever she needed to reach her dream. In order to succeed she didn't worry about dating men of questionable reputation. The sex, drugs, drinking, and parties that seemed to be happening at all hours was also a problem. It was not at all a safe place for a little kid.
Once Vivienne's agency found out that a five year old was living in their flat, they gave Vivi a week to move out or be dropped from the agency. Scrambling she packed up her and Soraya's things to move into her new nightclub hopping boyfriend's place. Jean was not a good guy, but Vivienne had no other options. She decided obtaining some child support or black mailing one of the wealthy married men she had slept with was the way to go. The side job as a cocktail waitress was not going to cut it, and Jean was a violent drunk.
After many letters, emails, threats, and later a court ordered DNA test, she was able to obtain a huge amount of money. Of course the fact that thee Raoul Savoy was her babies daddy had to be kept unwraps from the public as per the legal agreement they came to. A monthly 5 grand was wired to Vivi; meant for the care of Soraya and keeping everything hush hush. Raoul at that time was newly married to his second wife, and a random illegitimate daughter popping up in France was not something he planned to share with the family.
With the new income, Vivienne quickly moved out of Jean's place, though that was not the last she would see of him. Toxic men seemed to be something Vivi collected. She became the it girl in among Paris nightlife, and most of the Nouveau riche in the city. She partied like a rockstar, buying anything she wanted, and basically lived it up as the newest popular model. If Soraya wasn't in school, she was toted around by her mother to parties and runway shows like a little dress up doll. She was being raised among the drama and chaos of the Parisian fashion world, with no rules to speak of.
Soraya was seven when her mother started dating a photographer named Arnaud, he had a predilection for taking rather erotic and controversial photos, but was considered an artist within the photography world. Soraya became his new muse, and Vivi was all for it. She loved the idea of Soraya becoming a model too, as everyone had told her multiple times that her little girl was beautiful, and looked like a mini copy of herself. This was about the time that things began spiraling for Vivi.
Vivienne was still trying to make it even bigger. She wanted to be a world famous model, a household name, an unforgettable star. Being only popular in France was not going to cut it anymore. Unfortunately her new drug habit was not kind to her. The frequent bloody noses, dark circles under her eyes, emotional outbursts, needle marks between her toes, and being strung out during modeling jobs was costing her more and more. Fainting in the middle of a runway show was the last straw, and her agency dropped her.
Arnaud moved in after convincing Vivienne to enter rehab, and that he would take manage the house and Soraya while she did her best to get better. Being under Arnaud care while her mother was gone, was worse then the dramatic life with her mother. He decided she was old enough to fend for herself when he wasn't home. There would be days at a time she was left alone by herself. It was obvious neglect at this point, but now eight years old she did her best to manage. Arnaud photographs of Soraya also began to overstep the line of acceptability, as there was no reasonable adult around to speak up. This went on for the next four months until her mother came home from rehab.
Vivienne was clean, and looked so much better. But jumping back into real life was a slap in the face...or more like being hit by a bus. She was trying her best, taking her medications, going to weekly therapy sessions, and staying away from her friends who were still living the party life. Soraya was just happy to have her mom home; and sober mom spent a lot more time with her. Most of the summer was spent tagging along with her mom, as she attempted to get a new modeling agency to hire her. In between tryouts, headshots, and small gigs they would go for things like ice cream, take strolls around the city, and explore the library. It was so much more peaceful now then it had been over the last three years for Soraya. She loved her mom, and she really wish things would keep changing for the better.
Arnaud stuck around during this whole trying time. At first he supported Vivienne, but as time went on he became bored and fed up playing the good guy, especially after Vivi said he couldn't photograph Soraya anymore. The brake up was brutal, and unfortunately by the end of the summer things started going down hill again. Vivi spent most days emotionlessly watching television or laying in bed; she stopped going to therapy, and seemed to have given up trying to get her modeling career back.
School started up again, and Soraya worried about leaving her mom home alone. Vivi wouldn't even eat or drink anything unless she reminded her to. It took over two months for her mother to come out of her deep depression. And during that time Soraya became the caretaker at home. By the end of autumn Vivienne was back trying to get herself modeling jobs. After reaching out to some of her old friends, she finally got booked by a famous haute contour designer. She was going to be the main model of a vouge fashion spread.
New years came and went. Soraya turned nine years old in at the beginning of March. Vivienne was booking jobs left and right. She started hanging out with her old friends, though she endeavored to stay away from the drugs. The more parties she went to, the harder it became. During an after party at the hottest night club in the city, she made the choice to shoot up. She told her self just this once...Vivienne died of a drug overdoes that night. Soraya was taken into foster care the next morning. A few days later she was on a private plane to Geneva Switzerland, now in the custody of her biological father who she had never even met or spoken to in her whole life.
Raoul's current wife at the time was none to happy with the surprise daughter moving in. There was already problems within the marriage, and Soraya's arrival became the final straw. He and wife number two divorced about a six months later. Raoul made no effort to get to know his young daughter, but he spared no expense getting her the best nannies, tutors, and therapist available. After she was doing academically well with her tutors, he quickly got her enrolled at Collège du Léman Sàrl, as a boarding student. She didn't hope for to much from him, the only male figures in her life thus far had been Vivienne's half a dozen or so toxic boyfriends, and a revolving door of flings. But a kid could hope.
She was surprised to find that she had two older brothers. The idea of having loving siblings was quickly smashed when Gervais made his negative opinion on Soraya's arrival well known. The few times Bernard came home from university on the weekends he attempted to be a big brother figure. The 12 year age gap didn't make is easy, she appreciated his friendliness none the less.
She would spend the next four years at boarding school. It was the most care and structure she had ever gotten in her life, and she thrived. She made friends, and excelled academically. She learned to play cello, and piano. She participated in swimming, gymnastics, skiing, and ballet. It became her happy place. The majority of her summer brakes were spent at the school's summer program, and a few weeks at one of the families summer estates, on the beach in southern Italy.
Soraya was in the middle of 7th grade when her father announced his engagement to Shelby. She had met her for the first time that previous summer, when the family all gathered together at a resort for a two week vacation in the Bahamas. Shelby was overall a good person, who genuinely wanted to get to know Soraya. Most of the vacation was spent together, swimming, sailing, and relaxing at the spa. Anyway she never thought Shelby and her father would get married. The wedding was held about a year later. It took place in California. She met her new step-sister Lola, and they were fast friends. She liked the role of being a big sister.
It was soon decided that Soraya would be going to high school at Shelby's alma mater BHHS. Moving to California and living as a family with her father, Shelby, and Lola was bizarre. Leaving her precious boarding school really changed things, and America was something else.
When she started as a freshman at BHHS, Soraya was a innocent fish out of water, whose knowledge of Beverly Hills social norms, and public American high school was nil. She was behind on pop culture, and the who's who of the California society pages, but that quickly ceased to be an issue with the help of her step-mother, and the Savoy name. She had so much free time on her hands, she had no idea what to do with herself.
Raoul playing at family, didn't last long. Soraya was half way though freshman year when he flew back to Europe. He spent less and less time in California. Shelby didn't seem to mind. He was bank rolling her life, and was happy enough with that.
Feel free to make connections with your own characters to these peeps
Father - Raoul Savoy - (FC: Clive Owen) - Father of Soraya, Gervais, & Bernard. He is a French banker billionaire, and one of the wealthiest people in the world. Raoul is a confident, domineering, and charismatic man. He likes his woman gorgeous & young; Enjoys collecting cigars & fancy cars. His spare time is spent competing at chess, playing golf, yachting, having affairs, and attending lux soirees. Soraya is not close to her father, they are practically strangers, as he spends the majority of his time at the family Estate in Switzerland. Age 62
Half Brother - Gervais Savoy - (FC: Ryan Guzman) - He works as second-in-command for his father's empire, taking care of the California and New York branch of Savoy business. Gervais is a charming, narcissistic, ambitious, egotistical workaholic. The little time he spends not working, he partakes in horse racing, sailing, kickboxing, and fencing. He is very obviously their fathers favorite of his offspring. Of all Soraya's family member she dislikes him the most, because he is very outspoken about the fact that Soraya is a mistake, and has referred to her has a leach before. Age 32
Half Brother - Bernard Savoy - (FC: Skyler Astin) - Soraya's is closer to him compared to the rest of her blood related relatives. When she first came into the family, he was the only one that made any effort to get to know her, and attempt to behave like a friendly big brother. He owns a real estate investment firm in California, though he spends a lot of the year jet setting around Europe. He is your typical country club rich boy; funny, sarcastic, spontaneous, irreverent, and a secret sweetheart. Bernard enjoys gambling, especially cards. He also likes playing billiards, tennis, and piano. Age 30
Step Mother - Shelby Dunlap - (FC: Anna Chlumsky) - She is Raoul's current wife, and mother to Lola Tate. Shelby is a local California Socialite and BHHS Alum class of 2000. She comes from a moderately wealthy Beverly Hills family of lawyers & government officials. She is on the boards of all major charities and art organizations in the city. She spends the majority of her day shopping, and socializing with her friends at the country club, spa, beach resort, art galleries, and yoga studio. She is an ebullient, cheerful, stylish woman. She and Soraya get along fine. She is more of a fun aunt kind of figure verse a parent. Age 42
Step Sister - Lola Tate - (FC: Ana Tena) - She is a budding equestrian, and over all good student. Lola is a popular bubbly freshman at BHHS. She and Soraya are close, like true sisters. Lola is the most aware in the family of how Soraya truly feels. She is obsessed with all things pink, popular, or horse related. She has a horse named Paisley, who is her world. She lives at her father's malibu beach house on the weekends. Age 14
Shelby's Ex - Vincent Tate - (FC: Dominic West) - Lola's biological father, and Shelby's ex-husband. He is a famous Hollywood producer. When not working he enjoys watching baseball, and playing golf with is buddies. Vinny is an ambitious, principled, and stubborn. An all-American kind of guy. He is also a prideful Cornwall alum, who enjoys craft beer and playing with his motorcycle collection. Age 48
Raoul's 1st Ex-Wife - Angélique Darragon - (FC: Juliette Binoche) - She is the mother of Gervais and Bernard. She lives in France, and is a high end fashion designer. Over the last decade the Darragon brand has been compared to designers like Kate Spade, and Liz Claiborne. She and Raoul we married when Soraya was conceived. They divorced fourteen years ago. Age 53
Raoul's Main Mistress - Chantal Bohren - (FC: Nathalie Kelley) - She is a newly retired supermodel, her fame akin to Kate Moss. She is a selfish, vindictive, haughty, privileged, and overindulgent woman. Her goal is to become Raoul's third and final wife. Age 37
Mother - Vivienne Dabney - (FC: Phoebe Tonkin) -- She is Soraya's biological mother. Over a decade ago, she was an up incoming model in Pairs, but she later overdosed & died at age 26. She has basically been forgotten by the fashion world.
