Bio of Selange

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HoDC

NFCZ, NDZ, NRZ, NMZ

The Countess:

Name: Selange Amherst-Redden
Race: Vampyre
Sire: Lord_Avaries (Deceased)
Sired: Chylde: Angelique_Blakheart (Deceased)
Clan: 3rd Generation Gangrel Elder
Age: 12,584 y/o
Appearance: Long flowing Dark locks, Deep brown eyes, Tall slender physique, Pale skinned, Scar across the right side of her face from battle.

Weapons:
2 Daggers of Vengance
1 Death Sword (given to me by a passerby whom I helped)
2 Crescent Moon blades
1 whip

Abilities:
Shapeshift
Fade, Mist
Auspex
Celerity
Necromancy
Serpentis
Animalism
Obfuscate
Elemental (Fire, Wind, Water)

Family: Mate: None
Mother: AngelofDoom
Mother to: Alexandra_Redden, Annalise_Redden and Nova_Redden
Sister to: kaitlyn, -Deathangel-, Acid-Trip
Niece of: Raziel, Orion_ds and __hope and -psycho_bitch-, Souly

Tags:
Queen of Heart of Darkness Castle
Countess of Blood Haven Manor
Adviser of the Queen of Castle Morte
Elder of Castle Morte

Old Tags:
Vengance Dealer of Marharret Castle
Adviser to House of Dragomir
Head Guard of BloodRose Castle
Queens Right hand of BloodRose Castle
Head Advisor to the Queen of BloodRose Castle
Head Guard of Dark Prophecey
Advisor to the King and Queen of Dark Prophecy
(All given up at My own desire)

Story
A young lady of 23, raised a poor mans daughter who worked the fields of her Ireland home to help her father. Ezabet was an only child. She cared and loved her father deeply, She had few friends and was a roughian who liked to cause trouble with the villagers. Her appearance almost mischievous just as her character was. Dark black flowing hair, Piercing grey eyes and pale white skin.

One evening Ezabet and her friend Breena were bored, it was late and they both knew that soon the village drunks would be coming out of the pubs. Ezabet and Breena decided that they'd wander into town to have fun with the drunks and reek a little havoc. Not knowing or prepared for what was to happen that early morn, They set out.

That early morning they had picked out their target... Old man Mcreedy. A foolish old man who was grumpy and full of anger. As they began to pull their pranks on the old man Ezabet saw a young man with a beautiful face and eyes that shot threw her soul. She felt drawn to him but had resisted noding slightly to him. She turned to Breena asking if she'd saw the man, and when Ezabet turned to show Breena the man was gone. Not really knowing of all that was to come she turned to Breena "I think we must take haste and head to our homes before something bad befalls us." Breena not really understanding Ezabets fear she agree'd and took the long road home. Breen departing at the her house Ezabet still had a little ways to go.

Ezabet running as hastely as her body would take her she stumbled to the ground hearing something in the near by bushes she got up and started to run again. She turned to look behind her and saw nothing she smirked to herself and then turned around just to run into a tall figure. She gasped in fear as she saw his piercing eyes onces again. Mesmerized by them she couldn't look away. She felt all her will power flee her body in but a moments time. The voice so sly and deep, yet charming and endearing. Her mind confused by the man knowing she'd seen him earlier in the town. She attempted to speak but nothing came out.

He grinned with a evil chuckle escaping his lips. Still frozen in her spot looking up at him she mustered enough to say "w..wh..who.. are... y...you?" He laughed aloud and stepped back and bowed as he took his hat off.. "My dear beautiful lady, I am Lord Avaries of the Blood Haven Manor" as he raised his body in an up right manor. The horror escaped her body as she began to shutter as she's heard of this manor but thought it just to be a folk lore of the old villagers. She looked at him tears begining to rise to the surface she slowly stepped to the side and began to run as fast as she could stumbling to and fro. The man standing there looking at her as she ran and all she could hear is the rumbling laugh coming from him.

She did not turn to look to where he was for she knew that should she turn she'd lose all her wits. Feeling a cold mist graze past her and a fog appearing infrong of her she'd continued to run. Once again right into the mans arms she cried and began to hit him with all her might. She grabbed ahold of her wrists firmly and pulled them behind her hand grasping onto them with one hand and leaning her back. Her fear became intense as he shared but a few words "This will not hurt for long my lovely lady" as she looked up to him she saw his mouth open the horror showed on her face as she seen to large canines in his mouth she gasped a final time before he leaned into her with a feirce bite and began to suck the life out of her.

Feeling her heart slow almost to a hault to weak to fight anymore she laid their in his arms barely alive. As he pulled away from her inhaling deeply as he looked down to her. "You wish to die my lovely lady?" a soft whisper almost to faint to hear for listners with normal hearing "no please... do not kill me... please" she begged him. An evil grin appeared across his pale skin "As you wish" he braught his wrist to his mouth biting into it. Hesitant Ezabet moved her head away and tried to resist the crimson fluid flowing from the cut but the moment it hit her mouth she could feel an overwhelming desire to take it. Ezabet grasped onto his hand sucking the crimson liquid of his wound her subtle moans could be heard as she kept drinking it up Lord_Avaries started to tell her to stop but she kept drinking.

He pushed her away and she crawled to his feet and she started to cry feeling pain with in her body a pain she could never describe... Lord_Avaries looked down at her with a sly grin and chuckled simply saying "You're mine and will be forever" cringing at the thought Ezabet was devistated and horrified. She hadn't known what was going on. He picked her up in his arms and was taken to the Blood Haven Manor where she was introduced to her new life.

Lord_Avaries was obsessed with Ezabet, but she would not bow to him. She would constantly defy him, and she would get lessons from a few of the passing Vampires that would come to the Haven. One year later Ezabet had Sired a beautiful girl who was her blood doll. Her name Angelique asked Ezabet to Sire her. Ezabet being lonely she agree'd to do so and took Angelique as her daughter.

Lord_Avaries didn't like this as Ezabet began to spend more and more time with Angelique he became very jealous. Not being able to have the one he wanted he went after Ezabets daughter. Behind the scenes when Ezabet wasn't around He'd beat her and attempted to force her into a collar. Angelique not budging he killed her in hopes that Ezabet would come back to Him. Ezabet heard of the news, and plotted revenge for a year. watching Him, where he goes, and what he does.

One day in the cool of a fall day, Ezabet approached Lord_Avaries the only words she had to say was "Arm yourself" and pulled her whips from her hips. Lord_Avaries reached for his sword but there was no time. Ezabet cracked both her whips and they twirled around his neck the blades at the tips stuck into his throat. She stood there watching him gasp n try to get the whips off but wasn't able to. She laughed "This is for my bg" and pulled each whip in an opposite direction decapitating him.

From that moment on, She was a rogue and never really settled down. She'd become a vigilante for other families, and a Protector for the weak. Wandering from place to place only returning to the Manor every once in awhile. Many centuries later still alone she happened upon someone who'd finally caught her eye. She'd befriended him while jumping from place to place.

Ezabet is known for her devotion, loyality, protectivness, and hate. She's known for her fighting, and skills. She protects her loved ones, and deals with all who hurt them with an iron fist.