(http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/photos/fifi.blog.actustar.com/images/gd/1179166831/Veronica-Mars.jpg)<br/><br/>Name-  Emily Chambers.<br/><br/>Personality- Emily has an open mind, an eagerness to see new things, experience new cultures. She likes to help people, listen to their problems and find a way to help them. She doesnt like to kill, which she feared that she would have to once she had been turned, but was very glad to hear that she didnt have to to survive. She has a playfull nature that was only partly shown off, but her Toreador vampire blood brought it out completely. She doesnt like rudeness, and if she doesnt like someone, she lets them know, as theres nothing false about her.<br/><br/>Background- Emily was 22 when she was turned. She was the daughter of a member of Congress in Washington and the daughter of one of Balimore's society families. Emily grew up with all the right teachings of a proper lady, but enjoyed sneaking out with her brothers at night to see the city. They took her to places that her parents would never have approved, and that made her long to be more than just married to man, have children, and thats all she wrote.<br/><br/>At the age of 17, her parents began to accept potential  suitors for her hand, as was the done thing. But most of the men who courted her wanted her to be just their wife, bear children, and thats it. She rejected every one for a year until she met Lincoln Stride, the son of one of the East Coasts biggest trading companies. He was the first to see what she yearned for, and he was the first  one that she wanted to see again, then again, to the relief of her parents, who were afraid that their oldest daughter would never marry.<br/><br/>After three months of courting, they had become engaged to be married, and had been out at a theatre. They had been stopped in the street and waylaid by opportunistic thieves. One of them had mistakenly thought that she was reaching for a weapon and shot her. Catching his slowly dying fiancee, Lincoln had lunged at the man, breaking his nose and knocking him flying before this three accomplices had shot him and his coach driver. They had fled with anything of value, leaving her there in the coach to die.<br/><br/>Just as she was sure she would die, a figure in a suit had approached, checked her wound, then told her what he was, and the choice that she could make. She had accepted, and died that night, only to wake up again as a vampire of the Toreador clan. Within a day, she had returned to the site, smelt the blood from the one that lincoln had injured, and followed the trail until she had found him. She had forced him to tell her where the other three were, then drained him completely. She visited all three and punished them for what they had done to her, and said goodbye to her mortal trappings and life forever.<br/><br/>She would never grow old, never die of natural causes, and had other skills. But she had to feed. Her sire had taught her all that she needed to know until she left with a new identity. With her Toreador blood in her, she became a singer and artist, eager to learn more and rise up in vampire society.