Name: Ariez D'Roniam<br/>Gender:Female<br/>Age: 22 as a human, 124 in total<br/>Race: Vampire<br/><br/>Appearance: Fiery red hair, with bright, almost unnatural green eyes. She is 6'2'', slender, but not skinny, with a full chest and hips. She often wears skin tight clothing, simply because it isn't in the way. At the start of the roleplay, she is wearing tight black pants, a white tanktop, embossed with a black calla lily, and black boots.<br/><br/>Personality: She is quiet and reserved, and prefers shadows to light, open spaces. She also likes crowded places, as she can hide in plain sight. Patients is her virtue, until someone truly angers her. As well, she is quite calm, but does enjoy a good laugh. She is polite to whomever she meets.<br/><br/>History: Abandoned at birth, Ariez grew up on the streets, wandering around form town to town, working where she could. Most often, people hired her as an assassin, and she used her charm and appearance to seduce men to their deaths. Her mentor and the woman who made her a vampire, was her first love--a beautiful, tan skinned woman with auburn hair and loving, brown eyes named Marina. It was through Marina that Ariez learned to use a dagger, and hunt with stealth. After Marina's murder, Ariez left in search of work.<br/><br/>Weapons/Powers: Her weapon of choice is a silver dagger. Seduction is her other weapon--yet her weakness is beautiful women.<br/>---------------------<br/>Vampires had taken over the world--I myself, however, had been turned long before that happened. I'm from the mid 1800s. Born just before the Gold Rush, I became a vampire at the age of 22 during the winter of 1868. I grew up in what was then the Oregon Territory, but became Oregon shortly thereafter. As a young vampire, I was trained by a woman named Marina, who taught me all that I know. We spent nights learning from the books Marina kept in her library, and hunting in peace. We moved around every so often, when our presence became known, or when people realized that we never aged. One night, when we had stayed in a town for a few too many years, Marina didn't come back from her hunt. I didn't go out with her, as I had business to attend to, and when I came back to our dwelling just before sunrise, there was no trace of her. I was worried, but there was nothing I could do, and so I waited until the next night. As I hunted, a vampire came up to me, showed me that Marina had been hunted and killed, and so I left. Heartbroken and alone, I spent the next seventy years wining and dining women, literally, and had a few other loves of my own. But no one compared to Marina. When we took over the world, I moved to a city and took retreat with my fellow night demons.