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Name: Theodora V. Validaine
Appearance: Theodora is a young women with a lean, athletic figure. Thin but muscular, she is clearly someone who spends a great deal of time on her feet. She keeps herself presentable, her hair is normally well-brushed and pulled up into a ponytail behind her head. Her skin is quite pale, though it isn’t pure white, not by a longshot, she doesn't look…vital for lack of a better word. Her hair is pure black and is somewhat healthier looking then the rest of her body. Her eyes are the first true hint one would get to her true nature, they seem to be a chestnut brown at a distance, but if one looks closely, they are quite red. The two fangs she sports in her mouth are the second and likely last hint one would get. She typically wears a set of grey leather armor with a cape and hood of the same color attached to it. Her boots and gloves are of the same color. When the sun shows bright in the sky, she wears her hood, relying on it to block the worst of it.
Her swords are typically kept the two scabbards hanging at her side. Inside her cape is a small set of straps, used to hold her throwing daggers in place.
Personality: Theodora has long ago come to the conclusion that the world will never change, regardless of the blood spilled, the battles fought or the speeches given, corruption can be trimmed away or burnt down, but it will, like the most tenacious of weeds, always grow back. Rather than surrender to despair and sink to her knees at this most unpleasant of epiphanies, she shrugged her shoulders and continued to eat her meal. The way she figures it, if her actions have no impact, if nothing will truly change, she might as well do she wilt. She has a sarcastic personality, taking a small joy in pointing out the folly of others that said, she isn’t overtly hostile and if someone responds to her verbal jabs with a few of their own, they might earn themselves a steadfast friend. Insults, creative ones, are always worthy of respect in her book.
Allegiance: Her, herself and she.
Weaponry: She wields two shortswords in combat; each sports a black blade and a red hilt. The right blade has the word “Death” scribed upon it; the left blade bears the word “shadow”. She also has a set of throwing daggers she uses in combat; they are made in the same style as her blades, but bear no words upon them.
Skills: Theodora has many skills and a few powers. She is an expert assassin, the shadows seem to embrace her as she moves air seems to shy away from her touch, and in general, only the most alert will detect her approach. This has a downside however, heavy armor makes sneaking about difficult at best, meaning she is restricted to lighter armors that are easier to move about in. She is literate and normally in the know about local events…in part because she has friends in most marketplaces.
Furthermore, she is a Vampire. This gives her certain abilities; she can drain a being of blood through the use of her fangs though she is dependent on this same blood to survive, if she goes for a month without blood, she will die. She is extremely vulnerable to sunlight will burn terribly if exposed to it for more than a few minutes….and even then, during those few minutes, she will experience pain. Her vampirism also enhances her senses, she can see in the dark, smell prey from a distance…but this has a downside, horrible smells are a hundred times more horrible for her. Garlic is not at all pleasant for her to be around and she tries to avoid it. Her vampirism also allows her to access blood magic, a type of power born of a beings blood or life force, thought at the moment; she only uses to suck out an enemy’s life through her blades. The fact she doesn’t age is also something of a plus.
Biography: Once a simple merchant, Theodora was raised in a small village and like her parent, she was neither pure nor wise nor good; she merely tended her garden and kept to herself, hoping marauders weren’t lurking over the next hill. That all changed the day a stranger was murdered in front of her stall, she called for the guard but they were too late, they found her wounded and bloodied, and the murderer long gone. Soon after the local healer had stabilized her, she limped home. It soon became evident she was dying. She expired just as she was leaving her home to seek the healer once more.
She awoke the next night as a Vampire, an undead creature of the night thought to be a myth or wiped out in days gone by. All of this occurred fifty years ago and Theodora has kept herself busy since then. She keeps herself supplied in blood and blood money by working as an assassin, a far cry from her days as a simple stall merchant. She considers her new unlife something of an improvement, though she does want to track down and slaughter the creature that attacked her in the first place. As nice as being immortal is, she didn’t appreciate the manner in which she was introduced to it. She’s worked as an assassin for many years and has garnered something of a reputation, though they know her only as the Red Widow, not a vampire, not Theodora.
Just the way she likes it.
Edited by Basilisk, Apr 10 2013 - 08:01 PM.