Elena Marie Prince of the Crimson Court

Name: Elena Marie [formerly Nicole De la cour]
Age at Embrace/Physical Age: 21
Age: 212
Vampire Age: 192
Group/Society: Crimson Court
Date of Embrace: 8/26/1818
Date of Birth: 2/12/1797
Height: 5'7
Weight: 127
Gender: female
Eyes: light blue
Hair: red

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: In her life as a human,Elena was a strong willed woman. She thought she could control her life as she wanted it and no one could tell her differently. If she didn't want someone as her love interest, he was nothing to her but another man. That may also be a reason she ran when she was forced into a marriage,though that may also be attributed to the stubbornness she inherited from her father. Though her personality took a dramatic change when she became a vampire.

As a vampire her outlook on life took a change, considering she saw it from the newly opened eyes of an immortal. Now she took things in a slower manner, considering she had all of eternity to deal with things but that attitude does not always dictate her actions. Mostly on the matter of The Hunters,who would require her immediate attention of eliminating. Sometimes Elena would even go out herself to deal with these vampire killers. As for werewolves she had a neutral view on until they attempt to start a confrontation with her or the Crimson Court

Elena is what some would call the pinnacle of elegance, though her view on life is in an atheistic view as was cultured from the ideals of the early nineteenth century. She enjoys interaction and would prefer to talk instead of fight. Giving a diplomatic air around her.

As for humans,she has a certain love for them. Elena finds them beautiful and as such would not like to see them needlessly harmed,unless they are people who hunt out vampires of course.

History:
Elena Marie was born Nicole de la cour, the daughter of a french nobleman on the cusp of the the French Revolution. Her father was the seemingly kind hearted nobleman but in reality he was very greedy. The marquis Louis took what money he could get without seeming to draw attention to himself. Though the people were onto what he was doing,and that alone was reason enough for him to lose his head. The same was slated to befall her mother but she had the foresight to escape before the revolutionaries could capture make the attempt to capture her. With newborn baby in arm,she made the long journey to her brothers home,which was by her hopes untouched by the revolution. Though the journey was hard,she managed the long trek with relatively little trouble.

Nicole grew up with her cousins,which were mostly young boys. With that,she began to develop some boyish tendencies that went against her mothers teachings of “how a lady should act.” From a young age her mother tried to instill etiquette into her, a relic of the old way of life she lived. Though her daughter didn't take to them too well but eventually she managed to do so. Slowly becoming the young lady her mother always wanted her to become,even if she didn't have the wealth of the person she acted as if she were.

She was the jewel of the town,with her fire red hair that seemed almost unnaturally beautiful. Making her the envy of the young girls and the object of affection for the young men. In fact she was even the object of a few of the females affection,though Nicole was never the one to worry about what suitor asked for her hand. Though finally her mother put her foot down on that fact and picked someone for her. Much to Elena's chagrin. Though the man that was picked was what one would consider a nice guy,but he was not the one she wanted. So in the dead of night she made the choice to leave for a better life.

She left with a troupe of traveling actor when she was only eighteen. From there,she moved with them to Paris where they performed. This was a sort of passion for her,and the theater had a certain beauty for her. Which lead to her growing love for it,though fate had grander plans for the girl Nicole. Which all started when she was met with a strange pale individual one night.

It was at the start a strange individual she saw within the crowd at her performances. At first it was just the random face she would glimpse amongst the crowd,but it became more frequent. Soon she felt as if the face were appearing to her every night and it unnerved her to the core. Though she attempted to ignore the stranger and go on with her career as a rising actress that would one day be renown through France. A name she hoped would be on everyone's lips. Though before such aspirations could be fulfilled,she was met with a strange individual. The one who stalked her each night of her performances

It was a night when she was walking home,when she was encountered by the strange pale man. His eyes were like black holes that seemed to suck her soul from her body,almost to the point where she couldn't even resist him. It all when black and when she next woke up,she was bound in a moving carriage. From what she could tell it was at night time and she was being taken to a strange place. Though it was a long time before the carriage stopped. When she was let out into what seemed like a large forest. Nicole was lead into a tent by strange people in white robes that whispered words to her in a language she did not understand.

For days the groomed her and washed her. Making sure to separate her from any way to cut her hair, or anything to that effect. So she sat alone until they came and fed her as well as bathed her. Until one night they lead her out of the tent dressed in only a white robe to the center of the grove where no light could penetrate. Strange plants hung along the trees that gave an illumination all their own, giving off a pale green glow. Her eyes squinted trying to adjust to the strange lighting but it helped none. The only sound was the sound of the robed mens chanting,though she couldn't see their faces. In fact Nicole never recalled seeing any of their faces,though she assumed it was because it was against whatever they followed.

It was approximately an hour before she reached the perceived destination,which was a dark part of the grove where not even the glowing plants grew but a stone pulsed with an ancient power. The color of it entranced her and almost seemed to cast a spell upon her,though she managed to break away before it swallowed her. ”So she arrives? Good,leave me.” A voice seemed to speak in perfect French within her mind. The others simply bowed as they walked away. She was left alone with the strange voice that then bid her to sit with it. Though she soon found out it was a strange man with hair the color of snow.

He explained to her that he was what some would call a vampire but that he preferred a different term. He was a god to these people and that they all loved;no they worshiped him. He offered her a chance to become a drinker of blood like him,saying that her very soul seemed to call out to him. Though he didn't really give her much room to refuse as he took her and drained her to the point of near death. Then leaving her with only two options really. Die or become one of the undead and she chose the second. Now thrust into the life of the undead at the age of 21.


At first Elena had some trouble dealing with her new physiology, and the overwhelming sensations that it brought her. In fact she could barely stand being around blood without nearly tearing out a persons throat to gain this sustenance;a vital thing that drove her insatiable hunger. Nicole hardly knew what she had become, but the power that came with it was nearly intoxicating. She could do what most humans don't even dream of being able to do, as well as move with a speed and grace that dwarfed that of even the greatest acrobat. It felt like both a gift and a curse,so she was mixed on her feelings to this. Would she be angry that she was forced into a life that hid her from the life giving rays of the sun or glad to be given such preternatural powers? The question was something that she didn't even consider.

The first few months was the period where she tried to control the great blood lust that ravaged her being and drove her near constantly. Though after some training from her sire,she managed to control her lust enough to at least be around a human without attempting to feed from them,though it was a great feat of willpower. From there she began to learn lessons in being a vampire within the deep grove of the forest. Due tot he dense foliage,she was allowed a longer span of training than the sun would have normally allowed and she had a skilled vampire as her tutor. He taught her of the vampire ways and the many weaknesses that they could form. Some unable to be seen within a mirror or have their image captured, as well as fear of the cross and things like garlic. Though it was found that her weakness was also to the cursed mineral silver, a weakness that was thought by the elder vampire to only belong to werewolves. Though he found himself to be gravely mistaking.

The lesson was learned when Nicole attempted to wear a silver cross that she wore the night that she was taken away. Contact with it alone caused the skin around the contact area to become red and burn painfully, forcing her to throw the cross to the ground. It seemed she would never feel the touch of silver again. Next she was to learn of the thing known as the dark gift,which all vampires posses. Though how it manifest in each would be different and with her it was unknown. She didn't show any signs of telekinesis or anything of significant value,so he dismissed her as one without a power but a high level of regeneration Tested when the effects of the silver wore off not too long after it made contact,though longer than any average wound would take.

Next was teaching her the art of the blade,which he considered important for a young fledgling to have in the world these days. He taught her mostly in the art of the rapier and the katana that he picked up when he was touring Japan;as well as the art of throwing knives,which would help if she were ever cornered by humans seeking to harm her. Her training spanned three years,which she managed to pick up a lot from her maker. As well as earning a certain respect for the old vampire,who's age was unknown to her.

Though one night a group of strange people appeared in the sacred grove and began to set fire to it. She was unsure why but Nicole took flight before she could die in the blaze that ensued,weeping tears of blood for a maker that had surely died within the great blaze. Though on her own,she was unable to adapt to her surroundings without the great grove. She was a lost child in search of a new meaning and there wasn't one in sight.


For a year she searched for a meaning beyond simply feeding to survive, as if her soul ached for an answer. Though there was nothing to sink her teeth into for a lack of better words. So she traveled around Europe in search of just that,though it only lead to a growing emptiness within her preternatural heart. Until she was met with a strange vampire with hair as red as hers. She was a Celtic vampire that had traveled from Ireland in search of people called The Crimson Court. The wildfire vampire was simply named Elena and Nicole almost could say she was in love.

The strange vampire spoke of god and spiritual things in a light no human could ever hope to achieve. Nicole was enraptured by the enthusiasm about life that dripped from her lips and how she spoke of even one day being one with the werewolves,considered hated enemies to vampires. The ideas alone was what had her interested but she was also a vampire of an amazing ability. She could see the potential within a human as well as the dark gift of another vampire and she was the one who managed to reveal her true ability to her. Though that didn't stop her untimely death.

Her death alone was enough to anger Nicole but it being at the hands of humans was what set her off. Though before she could deal with them properly,she found the humans in a gorey mess, all with their heads cleanly cut off. That was her fist encounter with the business of the Crimson Court.

Nicole spent years hunting down any human who she considered part of the same breed as the ones who killed Elena, about forty five to be exact. When she was contacted by the crimson court who had heard about her activities. She assumed they would attempt to end her life for the death of so many humans but they actually offered her a chance to join them. Initially she was hesitant but saw it as the chance she was looking to remake herself.

From that day on she worked for the Crimson court as Elena Marie.



Elena started off in the lower ranks of the Crimson Court, simply as one of the many vampires who inhabited the bustling city of New York. Though after a couple of centuries she managed to become prince of New York city a position only eclipsed by the Elder Council,though she was contempt with her life. Given the wealth that the Crimson Court gives her, she was finally in a place where she had a purpose. It was good.

[only fate can decide the rest]

Stats:

Main Stats
Strength - 4
Dexterity - 4
Intelligence- 4
Perception - 2
Regeneration - 4
Durability - 1
Senses - 2

Skills
Melee Weapons - 5
Firearms - 0
Brawl - 1
Stealth - 3

Powers
Power 1: - Elena's blood has the strangest property,which is ability to heal others upon ingestion. Depending upon the damage or sickness,the larger the amount needed. For example minor wounds or a common could would require but a few drops;but something like cancer or an std would require a liter of her blood. Limb regrowth would require 2 liters. [power= 2]

Power 2:- Mind Control- Can give complex commands to normal humans, regardless of principles or morals etc. ex.: "Kill yourself" or "On the 22nd of August, go to Charlie's house, poop on his porch and then eat lunch at Taco Bell, and pay 5 dollars tip exactly. [power = 3]



Feats: Unnatural Beauty
1 point
In your second life, you have been blessed with unnaturally beautiful or handsome features of a timeless quality. Whether you ooze sexuality or radiate a more refined beauty, your appearance is irresistible to all but the most willful of humans.

Enthrall
1 point
Feeding your blood to humans binds their will to you, and gives them increased strength, vitality and vigor. A caveat however; your blood is addictive to humans.


Gourmand Vampire
1 point

You are in luck! Your second life has not deprived you of taste, nor the ability to consume food like a normal human. Though blood is the only thing that can nourish you, you are able to enjoy the joys of mortal food again, as opposed to other kindred, who immediately vomit upon consuming anything but blood. You will of course have to make use of the bathroom now, just like you did in your mortal life. But that is but a small price to pay for keeping this joy of mortal life. And hey, you can’t even get fat! Jackpot!

Beast Within - Mandatory

When starved of blood for too long and/or under strong emotional duress, the Beast Within surfaces.
All your skills are reduced to 1, and all your main stats are raised by 1, except intelligence, which is removed entirely. When in this state, you are basically a mindless beast with desire only to kill its enemies and drink blood.
Can only be used once per thread, and lasts a maximum of 2 posts unless express permission is given by all other participants for it to last longer.


Entrancing Bite - 1 point (Crimson Court vampires can get this feat for free)

When you drink from a human, they are put in a trance and forget their encounter with you. This trance can keep them in a dazed state for up to 30 minutes after the deed is done. Having this perk makes it easier to feed on humans without killing them, without breaking the Masquerade.

Flaws: Weaknesses
Mirror, Mirror
1 point
You have no reflection, and your appearance cannot be captured on camera, instead showing only an odd blur. This works against your duty to uphold the Masquerade.

Alliumphobia - 1 point

What is wrong with you? You are afraid of garlic to the point that it renders you unable to make use of your powers when it is in your proximity. You are just one walking vampire cliché, aren’t you?

Mors Argentum - 2 points

You’re not one of those stinky, hairy werewolves, yet you still share their weakness to silver. Touching objects made of silver burns your skin, and bypasses your regeneration. Wounds inflicted by silver weapons need at least twice the usual recovery time, and cannot recover in a single topic unless an appropriate time-skip is introduced.

As lord of all creation, my chin doth hereby approve this!