Name: Caprice Olivier<br/>Race: Amenti /Mummy<br/><br/>Affiliation: Eset-a<br/>Gender:  Female<br/>Occupation/Position: Antique dealer/ repossession of lost treasure.<br/>Age: 28<br/>Apparent Age: Early 20ies<br/><br/>Appearance: Caprice possess the kind of features that can either make her look fabulous and stunning or plain and bleak. Gifted with champagne blonde hair, pale green eyes and creamy pale pink skin this Amenti can dress herself up or down as she wish. It is not quite as much hiding her beauty as bringing out the paleness of her colours. Resent establishment of confidence and self-esteem has pushed Caprice towards using her gifts instead of hiding herself and her hair now usually bounce around her head in glamour curls, her eyebrows rise elegantly sharp and her well-shaped, naturally voluptious lips pout sensously with a vamp red matte lipstick colour or an alluring lip gloss. Her look is completed with the chic clothing she wears and on top of that, her italian accent sounds adorable.<br/><br/>Personality: The former quiet mouse has turned to sensous kitty. But the attractive and slightly vain shell hides the soul of someone who wanted to be whole but lost a part of herself on the way. Literally actually. Only at half terms with her new life and still licking her open wounds Caprice is eager to hide her true spirit behind the glamour girl but each day is a step closer to acceptance needed to advance further. That Caprice has come as far as she has so far bear witness of hidden strenght and a will to understand.<br/><br/>Basic Bio: The story of Caprice is the story of a girl pushed out of the way and run over, figurative speaking at least. Born in Venice, Italy to a family of six children Caprice quickly reverted to being the quiet and slightly weird loner who studied more than what´s really healthy. Bullied in school and too weak willed to ever do anything but put up with it Caprice attracted a khaibit as she repressed all urges to lash out against those who threated her as a mat. The Khaibit patiently waited for her to grow up, graduate and go on to university studies in art and design history. She saw Caprice getting a prestigeous internship in London and noted how Caprice got taken advantage of, pushed aside when credits came and generally treated like a whipped little bitch. And then finally as she was home for a vacation Caprice locked herself in the bathroom, slit her wrists and watched her life drain away only to realise, too late, that she didn´t want to die after all. And eager to walk the earth again the Khaibit offered Caprice the deal and inhabited her body violently as she stormed out to the docks to reach the Web of Faith. Escorted from the docks of Alexandria by a team of battle-priestesses to the safety of an Isis cult temple Caprice was laid down with restraints to start the rite of rebirth. But the all too eager khaibit had failed to see that Caprice´s Ba was just as damaged as her Khaibit and when Caprice was reborn it was not as an aggressive Sefekhi but as a frightened, confused and tormented Udja-Sen. The motherly Cult of Isis did their best but it took Caprice three deaths, a whole lot of screaming and meditating to get to the point where she could really be usefull in the fight against Apophis. Seeking the Eset-A for the opportunity of putting her knowledges to use Caprice became a member, if not fully trusted, and an agent sent outside of the web of faith to with all means necessary retake artifacts and relics with meaning for the Eset-A. At the same time she buys and sells ordinary antiques for profit, financing a war against the ultimate evil is costly after all. Now her superiors have tracked down a supposedly important urn as far as to Sanctuary and gave Caprice the mission to find the urn, aquire it by all means necessary and at the same time see if she can find any other items of importance.<br/><br/>Game Limitations: Idiocy and the site rules.