MY RP PROFILE...HOPE YOU LIKE
Name: Aeval
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Age: 119
Powers: Enhanced senses and strength, empathy, training in numerous martial arts.
Bio: Aeval resided within a large city, in a period of wealth and extravagance where frivolities where a common as the peasants walking the street.
Brought up in decadence, allured be new sights and sounds, Aeval flourished; years came and went and from the quiet young lady grew a gallant, impetuous woman who revelled in the aristocrat that reigned over this country.
Daughter to a wealthy merchant, many opportunities arose allowing her to attend high status social events. However it was not all innocence and purity, for among these events her father sought out eligible bachelors, ones that could help establish trade routes to expand his existing business, and Aeval was the perfect opportunity to win such prizes.
In the end Aeval’s father succumbed to a vile lord with established mining companies, large land prospects, and the knowledge that he would receive a substantial dowry.
To escape the grasp of this fate, Aeval fled, departing in the midst of the night, a cloak embraced bout her shoulders and a hefty weighing purse. She descended down the winding streets to the docks, vacating upon the first available ship.
Months passed, growing impatient with the limited space and conversation, she stood enthralled upon the deck, watching the sunlight filter below the horizon. A gentleman of distinguished features rose from beneath, hovering nearby; with the smallest of gestures she turned, gracefully making her intent clear that she wished to be alone.
Unbeknown to her, Aeval had caught her first glimpse of Kirus, her sire to be.
Her travels led her through many regions and cultures; at last she came to America, and after a year of sampling the delights of what America had to offer, she found herself among the crates that lay scattered upon the dock.
Within that very same day she was propositioned by a mysterious man wanting to hire her services – in no uncertain terms she turned him away, with an abrupt slap across his pale cheek.
Resuming her journey, Aeval boarded a ship headed to Rome, during the entire voyage, she felt a presence watching her, however much searching revealed nothing.
On A famous plaza within the great city one night, she came face to face with her would be client once again.
“Aeval lay recalling the day she was transformed, the dance between life and death that occurred on that ever fateful night, moonlight illuminating the bare streets she had walked upon when seeking refuge from the chill that had settles down upon the earth that night. Impenetrable walls arching at either side, sheer in size and magnitude, a formidable presence to one so young and naive. Soft footfalls echoing tenfold, as she struggled further along; catching sight of the coliseum she had rested, wearily setting herself upon a bench, collecting herself before her onward journey. A shadow falling before her, its owner a hansom gentleman, somewhat disturbing in his dominance, a face sculptured by the gods. His eyes had appraised her, soaking in every detail in a mere second; Aeval had started as she recognized him, the man that wished to purchase her wares from the docks, scrambling to her feet she had made a rush for freedom, alas this was not to be, that night she had learnt he wanted something far more from her.”
That night she disappeared into the darkness that enveloped her, and became a vampire.
Many a journey led before her, some to be traveled in the loving embrace of her sire, some beneath the nurturing gaze of her lovers, and at different times, going through era’s by herself.
Aeval was given an ultimatum by a clan aptly named ’The thousand Harps’ from then, her bond with her sire was broken and a new chapter of her life begun…
20 years later and 100 years into her vampire life Dark and Kirus meet once again and re-forge their bond- but to what means….?
Appearance: Ebony black hair filtered down over shoulders, a sharp contrast to her pale ivory skin. Feline movements depicted how Aeval moves, effortlessly graceful, as she moves from one location to the next. Piercing dark eyes, framed by long lustrous eyelashes, voluptuous lips delicately set upon her face, often playing a mischievous smile. Moving with a flair of dramatics that was notorious of her style.
Beauty reigned, a glimpse of perfection at its best.
Personality: Intrepid and venturesome, independent the majority of the time. Craving to achieve the best she can in the hopes that she may aspire to be like Kirus.
Fiery, hot tempered independent on the surface. She does not like to be owned, but enjoys domination where she feels it is appropriate.
Secretive and deceitful Aeval uses her wit and intellect to get what she wants.
Devoted to her sire, her one love she is often found by his side, her cavalier; however much she loves him, her rebellious nature often leads her to act mischievous, leading them into trouble.
