Post by starrzchylde on Jan 11, 2007 22:14:33 GMT -5
PC Name: Rhiannon
Age at turning: 18
Approximate date of turning: 1996
Sire: Kiteara (Child of Marius)
Mind Gift: Extremely Strong
Fire Gift: Extremely Strong
Cloud Gift: Rhiannon does not use her own Cloud Gift unless it is a dire need. Prefers to take to the clouds with Lestat.
Notes: has drunk the blood of Lestat on numerous occasions.
Appearance: approx 5'6" tall, slender, with mid-back length jet black hair (usually braided in a french braid). Very pale from drinking on numerous occasions from Kiteara and Lestat. Usually seen wearing black leather pants, black baby-doll tshirt, and motorcycle boots. NEVER wears a dress, unless Lestat asks her to.
Bio: I have lived somewhat of a rough life. By the time I was 18, I was homeless in New Orleans. One rainy night, when looking for shelter, I snuck into the cellar of some convent. I crawled to a dark corner and fell into a deep sleep. I was awoken by what felt like stone rubbing against my face. I opened my eyes and a stark white, smiling face was above me. She smiled brightly and in a beautiful Irish lilt said "So pretty."
And that is how I met my Kiteara. She cleaned me up and got me food. She then presented me to Lestat like I was some kind of prize. I lived with them as a mortal for a short while, then Kiteara changed me, and I have not left her side since.
Our great Brat Prince has a special place in my heart, and I long for our quiet conversations on ghosts, spirits, and many other things under the moon. He shared his powerful blood with me, and now we three make a very interesting travelling party.
Age at turning: 18
Approximate date of turning: 1996
Sire: Kiteara (Child of Marius)
Mind Gift: Extremely Strong
Fire Gift: Extremely Strong
Cloud Gift: Rhiannon does not use her own Cloud Gift unless it is a dire need. Prefers to take to the clouds with Lestat.
Notes: has drunk the blood of Lestat on numerous occasions.
Appearance: approx 5'6" tall, slender, with mid-back length jet black hair (usually braided in a french braid). Very pale from drinking on numerous occasions from Kiteara and Lestat. Usually seen wearing black leather pants, black baby-doll tshirt, and motorcycle boots. NEVER wears a dress, unless Lestat asks her to.
Bio: I have lived somewhat of a rough life. By the time I was 18, I was homeless in New Orleans. One rainy night, when looking for shelter, I snuck into the cellar of some convent. I crawled to a dark corner and fell into a deep sleep. I was awoken by what felt like stone rubbing against my face. I opened my eyes and a stark white, smiling face was above me. She smiled brightly and in a beautiful Irish lilt said "So pretty."
And that is how I met my Kiteara. She cleaned me up and got me food. She then presented me to Lestat like I was some kind of prize. I lived with them as a mortal for a short while, then Kiteara changed me, and I have not left her side since.
Our great Brat Prince has a special place in my heart, and I long for our quiet conversations on ghosts, spirits, and many other things under the moon. He shared his powerful blood with me, and now we three make a very interesting travelling party.