Name: Marin
Race: Vampire
Age: 16 (really 126)
Height: 4'9"
Weight: 75 lbs
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blood red, when fed. (Hey, that rhymed!)
Face: Often childlike, and innocent. Confused. An eiry beauty to it.
Skin: Pale, pasty, white.
Attitude: She is naive, and very innocent. She views thing in odd ways, at times, often not grasping the entire situation at once.
Weapons: A khatar, and her fangs.
Armor: N/A
Skills: Can sometime catch a glimps of a possible future event, though they are often short, jagged images.
Weaknesses: Rarely speaks outside of her cryptic rhymes. She is weak and frail, dependent on her friends to protect her.
Class: Seer
History: Though she is rarely coherent long enough to tell you straight, you do get that she was the daughter of a wealthy merchant. Then, one day, she caught the eye of a young man who frenquented her fathers shops before the closing hours, late into the night. She was seduced by him, and, while on a moonlit walk with the young man, she was bitten in the neck, waking up inside a damp tomb, a stone coffin surrounding her. When she escaped and found her house, she saw it ransacked and burned to the ground, her family members' corpses lying on the ground, gaping holes evident around their necks. She has wandered around, finally being taken in by a group of vampires who she felt would protect her.
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