Name: Alessia Monicelli<br/><br/>Age: 18<br/><br/>Appearance:<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1075.photobucket.com/albums/w434/Alycia_Monique/Victorian_by_KitJoYuki-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Golden hair falling in natural ringlets down her back, her face is framed by radiant hues of blonde. Large, violet eyes adorn her face, long lashes surrounding them. Pale, alabaster skin with an ethereal glow cover her frame, a glow that seems to be a constant fixture and creates an illuminating aura about her under light. Standing at a height of five-foot, five-inches, she's not particularly short, but her body is of slender build, allowing her a grace that most would find unnerving. Rather than walking, it would be more fitting to say she glided above the ground. Weighing no more than 110lbs, she's light, but of healthy weight.</div><br/><br/>Background: Eldest daughter of the Monicelli family, a lot is expected of her. From a young age, her father made sure to teach her well, wanting to prepare her for the life a Monicelli woman was expected to lead. As was the proper way, she was expected to marry off to a good family, continue their line and yield strong men to carry on their legacy. As their family was well to-do, they owned roughly half of Venice, controlling the commerce and many of the stately functions.<br/><br/>Functions she was growing bored of.<br/><br/>Her father expected her to marry whomever he chose for her, but she wasn't having any of it. Why should she be expected to live her life in such a dull, lifeless state with a man she didn't love? All those he introduced her to were, granted, well off financially, but had the emotional capacity of a thimble. What she wanted from life was someone who was different, someone whom she could be herself with and not fear that she'd get back-handed for opening her mouth. Unlike the women before her, she wasn't one to hold her opinions in, not really.<br/><br/>Being that they were a powerful family, they always had protection around them, so she was used to having her bodyguard around her at all times. While it hindered her ability to have fun and do as she pleased, it was a necessity. Kidnappings were a regular occurrence, as were ransom requests, so it was better to be safe than sorry. So, someone who could protect her, someone she could live a normal life with...<br/><br/>Was that so much to ask?