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"I hope you brought earmuffs. Your sake, not mine."



Name:
"What, aren't you even going to buy me a drink first?"
Vanessa Olivia Poirier, more commonly "Nessa". She sometimes goes by Olivia as well. No one calls her by her full name if she has a say in it.

Sex and preferred gender:
"Ha, I didn't know I was in for a full interrogation..."
Female, she/her pronouns

Sexuality:
"Just buy me the drink first."
I'll leave this detail for you to discover during the rp.

Species:
"Human. No? It was worth a shot."
Vampire, specifically a small variation of vampire dubbed as "The Northern aural vampire". Their diet is more restricted than most other vampires', but they are also more in tune with sound and get other perks.
Northen aural vampires only spread by non-lethal bites to large arteries (such as carotid), and the change-rate is low because of their dietary restrictions. That's why Northern aural vampires aren't well known or make any clans: they are hermits first and foremost.

Factional Alignment:
"I'm on my side. I play into no one's pocket but my own."
New bloods.
Depends on her motives. She's willing to kill both humans and vampires, as well as other supernaturals, if it benefits her.

Abilities:
"Well for one I don't f*cking glitter in the sunlight, so jot that down. And no, I can't turn into a bat. Seriously, that's just ridiculous."
- Echolocation: the ability to detect, localise and classify prey in darkness
- Predator Vision
---> Blood purity: the ability to detect a human's blood type and whether they have any diseases without fail, just by smelling them or listening to their bloodflow.
- Low-frequency communication: Can communicate with other vampires through low-frequency soundwaves bare human ears are unable to detect.
- Sound stun: Probably the best ability for combat or self defense uses. Can produce a screech so deafening that it forces everyone in close proximity to be immobilised by the pain, stunning them for a few seconds. People in immediate proximity are likely to faint if facing the highly directional wave of sound. Thanks to it being directional, the noise doesn't damage the user's ears.

Strengths:
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
- Nearly perfect coordination/sense fo area in dark or dim lit spaces.
- Relies on advanced sense of sound to both protect self and attack prey.
- Good at evasion and high sense of strategy.
- Improved physiology due to diet; Improved speed, agility and survival instincts. These traits are amplified in complete darkness, making her near impossible to catch without any special equipment after sunfall.

Weaknesses:
"Bold of you to assume I have any."
- Most typical vampiric weaknesses
- Typical vampire killing methods
Vanessa's special weaknesses are less known due to her rare species of vampire.
- Relies on sound: if a human is protecting their ears well, sound stun's impact is greatly hindered. If her own hearing is damaged, she can't move around as fluidly.
- Can't consume just any type of blood, only specific types and qualities. Wrong qualities can and will make her terribly sick and could even be lethal. At the very least, wrong qualities of blood are considered unhealthy "junk food".
- Less of a battler, doesn't do well in close combat. Takes a lot of time to heal especially from internal wounds, unlike most vampires that have enchanced healing.
- Weakened eyesight in direct sunlight, kind of like someone with bad eyesight walking around without their glasses. While sun doesn't burn Nessa, it greatly hinders her abilities and makes her vulnerable to attacks.


Age:
"Rude."
Vanessa was roughly 26 years old as she was turned, and she has remained as such visibly. She is a fresh vampire by all means, since her true age isn't more than somewhere around 50.

Physical Description:
"They say I'm tall."
Nessa has a very attractive voice. it's an odd thing to single out, but that's how most people recognise her. Her voice is sensual and on the lower side, displaying a hint of breathy raspiness to it from time to time. Her voice expresses well her emotions as well as it conceals them. You can almost hear the sly smile or puzzled frown on her face as she talks. The pace in which she speaks isn't hurried, and it seems as if she puts thought into every word she utters without making it seem specifically drawn out.
Vanessa has long, silky hair that reaches her mid-back. Often tied up for practicality's sake, the raven haired woman keeps it out of the way, save for a few classy tendrils that curl behind her ears. Vanessa's skin has an ivory undertone to it, making her appear paler than she would normally be, and a bit sickly too. Faint acne scarring adorns her face and the hollow of her cheeks, an attribute she makes work and seems to embrace fully. Expressive eyebrows contrast with her sharp, amber coloured eyes, which just might have honey gold flecks in them if you look closely enough.
Nessa's slim build compliments her near 6 feet height. If you look at her, she could truly pass for a model just from the way she carries herself, confident and assured. The bridge of Nessa's nose is straight, yet ever so slightly sloping downwards. Her cheekbones aren't that refined, but her upper lip is plush.
The only outwardly vampiric traits Nessa posesses are subtly sharp corner teeth you wouldn't really think were even anything out of the ordinary. When she smells prey, however, her eye colour changes from her usual amber to sickly black, making her whole appearance shift.
Not too into high fashion, Vanessa wears mostly comfortable and practical clothes. Despite how she looks, clothing isn't too high on her priority list. Enough to look well put together, but not too time consuming.
Nessa has a scar close to her hairline. She also sustains a scar to her neck, the place she was once bitten.

Alignment:
"People would probably describe me as more of a neutral evil, although I don't really think of myself as traditionally evil. I'm just trying to get by, is all."
Neutral Evil

Personality in a nutshell:
"You tell me."
Nessa is snarky. She isn't malicious, but she puts her own needs above others'. She has been hurt in the past, and now she has turned her back to humanity as a result. She isn't on anyone's side, not "her own kind's", nor the humans'. She likes being sassy and witty if she has the chance, it's her way of showing familiarity or just plain playfulness. Vanessa is very intelligent and excels at planning and strategies. She has a tendency to panic if things don't go according to plan or if she outright doesn't have any, because losing control is her biggest fear she needs to overcome. She isn't a stone-heart and is capable of empathy, but she hasn't had a reason to show it for a long time.
Outwardly Nessa appears as calm and collected, almost elegant by the way she carries herself. Her dignified attitude makes her an intriguing presence to be around with.
Nessa isn't truly evil, not by definition. Her morals are certainly corrupted and her motives questionable, but behind that lies a vulnerable soul full of humanity, resigned to the destiny forced on her. She resents both vampires and humans, feeling a part of neither. She only helps others for her own gain.

Any Important Backstory:
"I was human, then I was not. No one asked me what I wanted, no one asked for my opinion. So now I extend that same hospitality to others in order to survive."
Vanessa wasn't always a vampire. She was bitten by one, specifically by one of the same kind she would then become.
Before being turned, Nessa lived a rather ordinary life save for one fact: her parents were super rich. Everything else was pretty down to earth with her life. Difficult daughter-parent relationship, dead-end job. Despite being the ambitious type, Nessa wasn't bothered by her normalness, in fact she revelled in it. She had so many plans for the future, things she looked forward to. All taken away by the vampire who had singeled her out due to her rare blood type. Bitten by a hungry, starving vampire, Vanessa managed to escape only barely. She was a changed woman after that. She isolated herself for years, leaving her home and disappearing into the face of earth from her parents. Nessa never really appreciated the wealthy life she'd led, but now she was truly free of her judgy parents and high expectations put on her.
After half a decade, Vanessa settled down in Redhaven. There she became quickly an odd figure: somewhat known, yet still mysteriously off the grid.

Other:
"My variation of vampire can't consume just any blood. I, specifically, can only consume types A+ and A-. I'm lucky like that, not everyone has options to choose from. Then there's also the quality of blood. Drinking a diseased person's blood is not only unhealthy and gross, but bad for my digestive system. Personally I prefer the blood of young, healthy people. I only provide the purest of bloods, and for a good price, too. Quality guaranteed. I suppose you could call me a high figure in the blood black market. Would I kill a baby to have food, you ask? Without a beat. Newborns have the freshest blood there is..."

"Some vampires can survive off of animal blood, but not all of us have that... Luxury, so to speak. I am one of the many who cannot digest animal blood. Call me evil, but I'm just doing what I have to survive. I never asked to be made."


Secondary character:

Name or Nickname:
"Aava"
(Means "vast/wide")

Sex and preferred gender: Female

Species: Näkki/Nøkken (The Japanese equivalent is called Kappa).
Näkki is a Finnish and Scandinavian mythological water creature that is said to be the spirit of a drowned human, now trying to lure other people to drown as well. While the stories vary from violin playing charmers and beautiful voiced maidens to water plant covered, reptile-like creatures, the Nøkken is always trying to lure humans to their doom.

Factional Alignment: None. She's just a confused "fish" out of water.

Abilities:
- Hydrokinesis: the ability to move surrounding water at will. This ability is unusual, and has developed to Aava to help her sustain her form better with any surrounding liquid while living in a land-dweller world.
- Camouflage: Appearance on land is different than the one in water.

Strengths:
- Water: Near invincible when emerged in water, counterable by thunder magic etc.
- Persuasion: Good at luring people and sweet talking them into her side.

Weaknesses:
- Dry spaces without access to any sort of water or liqud.
- According to the folktale, throwing a pebble into the water before entering it banishes the Näkki on the ground, making it unable to return to the water until the human throws another stone, giving the Näkki a permission to return.
- Fresh water Nøkken: the more salt the liquid at hand has, the harder it is to control.
- Magic.

Age: At the age of her drowning Aava was 17. Since then she has long forgotten how many years have passed. It's been at least a few centuries, however, making her closer to 400 years old.

Physical Description:
Aava is short. She's only about 5'3" and has a bad posture to top it off. Her skin is pale and cold, only now beginning to get colour after exposure to sunlight. Aava has a srawny frame and bony, long fingers. Her face is, for the lack of a better word, rather flat. Her eyes are large and sunken, but she still clearly resembles a human woman. A pretty one, even, just malnourished and unkempt.
Aava's hair is matted and greasy. It falls limp on her face, cutting off unevenly at her collarbone like she has cut it herself without any knowledge on how cutting hair actually works. The hair is unnaturally green in colour, almost like a water plant growing in a lake. Aava's wide eyes have a dull look and are light blue in colour, a true hint of her Scandinavian origin. The girl's lips are chapped and pale, but seem evenly proportioned with her flatter nose. Her teeth are sharp and inhuman. Faint freckles nest on her nose area.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Personality in a nutshell:
Aava is curious. She is confused and quiet, has a strong sense of self-preservation, and likes more than anything discovering new things. Having names for new things like animals, electricity, or television.
She isn't evil, although she doesn't follow the same morals as humans do. She doesn't see anything wrong with preying on humans for food and being their friend at the same time. You could say she lacks social skills altogether.
Her memory is also bad, and she can't really recall things from her past, only odd snippets of familiarity.
When angered, Aava behaves like a child with a tantrum.
However, the longer she spents on land, the more her long forgotten human personality starts to surface...

Any Important Backstory:
Aava hasn't seen civilisation for ages. The last time she was human cars and electric lights hadn't been invented yet. Hell, back then the land she habited still belonged to Sweden. Aava has long since forgotten her previous identity, who she used to be, where she came from. She doesn't even remember when she died, except that she drowned in a lake that would then become her home.
Living in a lake for a century or two would make anyone forget. Craving human flesh, luring innocent children just a bit too far into the bed of reeds. "Look what I've got, look at this beautiful seashell I've got. Wanna come play with me?"
Well, everything changed one day for Aava. A clever human had a plan to catch her, and so he did. Throwing a pebble into the lake, the man forced Aava to show herself on land. Then he'd capture her with equipment Aava hadn't seen in her entire existence. Stuffed into a small glass jar of liquid to be forgotten, to be carried away from her home lake, her home country, her home continent.
When Aava came to existence again, she was somewhere entirely new. She was in Redhaven, her capturer long gone. She'd been just forgotten there in a jar, and if not for a clumsy kid playing around and knocking it off the shelf...
Aava was now free, and she would have to face a whole new civilisation that had been built in the decades she'd been locked up. With no one to quide her, in a whole new country, no less.

Ag'thal - Greed


From the shadows merged the one and only Lust, speak of the devil. A few dozen of Ag'thal's eyes turned to observe her while the rest kept their gaze fixed on Wrath, almost beckoning them to get mad. She didn't need to provoke the angry sin more, however, because Lust took it upon herself to finish the job. A hissing laughter echoed from Greed's abomination of a form, mouths grinning with sharp teeth exposed, dark tongues poking out like snakes from a rubble. She wholeheartedly agreed with the demon who'd taken a human form of an attractive woman; Hell was a lost cause.

“Ah, Ag’thal... well, you are looking positively delectable, my dear!” Lust greeted Ag'thal at least, extending a snippet of her true form to stroke along Ag'thal's mutilated form. Lust's hand passed through Ag'thal's wispy, smoke-like hair, stroking the creature's cheek comfortingly. One of her mouths let out almost a purring sound, while another hissed in displeasure. Overall, however, the gesture was well recieved. Ag'thal relaxed and let her countless eyes drop closed, six clawed arms falling to her sides. 
“My sweet, while I do adore your most lofty of goals, what realm have we access to?” the demon continued in an overtly tacky sweet voice, all the while making herself a seat of sorts.
"A way shall present itself to me, one way or another. I've yet to encounter an obstacle I can't overcome," Ag'thal mused in a wistful voice, an underlaying smugness seeping through. She also took a seat, letting her strong tail hold her up from the ground like a royal chair. Wispy tendrils of Greed's hair floated in the darkness, seeming to absorb any light around it like a black hole. The demon listened to Lust as she talked, her being relaxing further in the presence of her more favoured associates.

Then arrived Envy, seething as always. Just seeing him made Ag'thal smile in smugness. Listening to the Black Hound talk, words veiled with mockery, Ag'thal couldn't feel more malignant towards him.
"Envious as always, I see... I'm positively surprised that you haven't turned green yet, Shael," Ag'thal sniggered with an amused tone, a little belittling, for sure. How pathetic, Ag'thal thought. Even in their presence it was obvious the only thing Shael'Vol wanted was what was not his.
"See, that's the difference between you and me. You're all 'want, want, want' while I..." she trailed off, not in any hurry to finish, "I just take it all," she finished, more than just a little self-satisfied.
She didn't feel bad for being so cold and malicious. That's how demons were. But Ag'thal in particular, well... she'd never been able to feel empathy. Nor happiness, nor satisfaction. All she'd ever felt was greed, that insatiable hunger for everything. She wanted it all, and instead of growing bitter over wanting, she eventually also took; kept conquering, kept taking. She had yet to feel a single flake of remorse or regret over her actions. She even went as far as to think she was incapable of fully loving anything, of feeling anything but greed. It was sort of a curse, really. Something Ag'thal could think about when she was roaming these empty pits, reflecting on her life. She felt no remorse, but she did feel boredom. And she did yearn for something more. If it was only her greed, or an actual emotion, she couldn't say.
"I do have to say it is an odd choice of form, Lust," Ag'thal added. As much as she didn't like admitting it, Envy was right. The form was beautiful and lustful by human standards, but to a demon it didn't signal the same things as it did to a human. "Are you planning on joining me on my quest for the mortal realm, dear? That disguise would surely hold in the world of humans."

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