<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Username:</strong> Petrosity<br/><strong>Character Name: </strong> Genevieve “Vye” Laurent <br/><strong>Age:</strong> 213<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Female <br/><strong>Height:</strong> 5’11<br/><strong>Weight:</strong> 150<br/><strong>Accursed Creature:</strong> Sea Serpent <br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Heiress / Healer / Sea Hag<br/><strong>Appearance: </strong> ( Usually, I would describe this, but I found awesome pictures instead. Lol.)<br/><br/><strong>Human Form (http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/320/0/0/00c5eeaed48833a82dd45dcb15fe72d6.jpg)</strong><br/><strong>Morphed (http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo358/scornedtouch/seaserpent.png)</strong><br/><strong>Sea Serpent (http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo358/scornedtouch/oriental.jpg)</strong><br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Vye is a bit bipolar. She can be very passionate, out-spoken, and charismatic at times, but she can also be stoic and complacent. She is as unreadable as the sea. Generally, she's very impulsive. She's very proud of her heritage, mythical and french aristocracy alike. She is very compassionate to the ill and wounded. However, Vye a llittle snooty because she has lived a very pampered existence. <br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Vye always knew there was something a little different about her family. Since she can remember, Vye had been told about the “Gift” and the “Powers” of her blood that had has been passed from mother to daughter for centuries. Vye had heard the legendary stories of her mother being able to heal the sick from the grasps of death. Similar stories of heroic feats of the Laurants’ healing ability were bedtime stories for Vye, and a reminder of the great acts that she would perform in the days to come.<br/><br/>It was on the eve of Vye’s fifteenth birthday when she was embraced by her gift. A tempest raged against the cliffs of Pircady, France, near the Laurant Estate. Rain poured from the sky as if God was summoning all the water from heaven to flood France off the face of the planet. Streaks of brilliant white streaked across the midnight blue sky as the ocean’s face seemed to roll and boil to reach the dark clouds above. Despite the apparent doom that threaten to batter down the house and the surrounding territory, Vye was drawn to the waves.<br/><br/>Against the forceful winds and the whipping rain, Vye escaped to the coast. She was scared, confused, and excited, but couldn’t understand why she brought herself out here in the worst storm she has ever seen. Coming to her senses, Vye turned away to run back to the Estate, but the waves battered against the coast and Vye was swept off the beach’s front into the violent currents of the ocean. Vye panicked, knowing that she was about to die by drowning or by the jagged rocks. She flailed in the water as she was tossed about in the water feeling like a speck in the vastness of black water.<br/><br/>She was going to die, she knew it. There wasn’t an alternative. She had accepted the inevitable fate of her death when something changed. Suddenly she was no longer struggling to breath. She had gained her balance in the water. She could see in the murky darkness. She knew she was dead. There was no other excuse for the abrupt change and control that she commanded of her situation. She just couldn’t understand why heaven was located in a body of water. She moved to the water’s surface faster than she thought was physically possible. She bobbed in the ocean, shocked as she saw her house standing above the cliffs. <br/><br/>She wasn’t dead. Vye floated in the water, utterly dumbfounded. She looked around the ocean’s face and saw something that struck fear into her heart and soul. A giant sea dragon silhouetted against the flashing white lines of the sky. She lost her breath as the monster began to swim to her. She swam, but she could not out swim the beast. Then against all the odds, what small odds were left, the massive serpent reached for her with its head and lightly touched her forehead. A voice spoke to her, loud and clear above the crashing waves, “Child. This our gift. We are descended from Leviathan, the original Sea Dragon, who possessed all the wrath of the sea and the healing properties of water. Do not fear me; we are the same.” <br/><br/>Vye stared at the serpent, eyes wide, before she took a moment to examine herself. She looked down, but she noticed that she did not have any hands. She turned her head and saw her tail trailing behind her. She was a miniature version of the mythical beast that lied before her. She understood, somehow, that she had always been this way, just waiting to return to the ocean. She moved forwards her on will, hugging close to the dragon.<br/><br/>In the morning, Vye was awaken by a knocking on her door. Her muscled felt sore as she struggled to see who was at the door. Her mother poked her head into Vye’s room, and smiled, “We’ll go out and practice in the water again next big storm, okay, hunny?” Vye nodded, fully knowing that last night wasn’t a dream. She was a Sea Dragon of the lineage of Levinathan. <br/><br/><br/><strong>Other:</strong> Vye is terribly claustrophobic. She prefers the open sea, but she has a problem with small buildings. Also, in all of her forms, Vye has an unnatural grace. She moves too fluidly. Her movements are too precise and elegant to belong to any mortal. Although Vye can die, she can live for all of time if she does not meet her end. Her full form is her most powerful, but it is useless on land. However, Vye’s morphed form grants her strong healing powers. She also has a small degree of telepathy in both her morphed and human form, requiring contact to speak to the other’s mind. In full dragon form, her telepathy is unrestricted, and likewise is her fire breath. She cannot breathe fire unless she is in her dragon form. The only other ability Vye possess in morphed form is ability to control small amounts of water, about twenty gallons at most. </span>