Nickname:
Nora, may be used by most.
Age:
She was turned in her late teens. 18 or 19, she doesnāt remember.
Gender:
Female
Race:
Vampire, scottish
Hair Color:
Scarlet
Eye Color:
Changes between a golden, brown amber color and red depending on her hunger state.
Skin Tone:
Pale, almost porcelain like with flushed cheeks and red lips.
Height:
5'4
Weight:
110
Physical Description:
The first thing you'll probably notice with Vanora is her best described scarlet hair. It is very thick and naturally shiny. It has darker streaks giving the hair the shade and almost gives the hair the color and shade of blood if the light hits it just right and few people believe her when she tells them that it is her natural color. Her hair is naturally curly and she prefers them in two tails for convenience and she think it is the best look on her. Vanora is quite petite with her quite short stature and weight and has quite a few times been mistaken for a child when briefly observed. Not all too surprising since her body is not muscular but very much ladylike. Her arms and legs are quite thin but very elegant and her upper body is always straight and in good posture.
Vanora's eyes are the color of amber and shimmers when she smiles. Her eyes usually have an inviting and warm feeling in them. Her skin is pale with naturally flushed cheeks and red lips, almost like a porcelain doll. Considering her figure she tries do dress as ladylike as possible with preferable an elegant dress or a skirt with a nice blouse.
Potential Interest:
Vanora is extremely careful when it comes to love due to happenings before she became a vampire. She is however a romantic and wished that someday she will someday find someone she will allow herself to love again.
Other:
Habits:
Scottish| If she gets excited, mad or annoyed, she lets her Scottish accent break through.
Likes:
Whiskey| A good, smoky whiskey reminds her of home.
Snow| It just calms her down watching it and she finds it beautiful.
Drawing| Especially portraits.
Poetry|
Dislikes:
Rain| Makes her moody.
Loud noises| With good hearing, it just gets awfully annoying.
Being alone| She is not used to being on her own. It does not need to be many people, or even an interaction. Just someone nearby.
Strengths:
Except the speed, strength, hearing etc, she is able to read and manipulate minds. She rarely does due to the fact she does not care about what people think and does.
Weaknesses:
The sun, going too long without feeding. Also loneliness. If she's alone for too long she gets anxious. She is not the most experienced fighter. She knows how to fight, but prefers to stay away and cause trouble from afar.
If someone she cares for is being threatened she can and will become as fierce and cruel as she needs to be.
Personality:
Vanora was once cheering, loving and always smiling. The night she was turned it changed and she became less open and she hardly smiled. Since she found her coven she has opened up slightly. She does not really speak to anyone unless she has to. She is very careful with who she lets get close to her because of the fear of losing someone she cares for again and therefore rarely shows emotion. She is easily annoyed and will be blunt with what's bothering her.
But if someone would get really close to her, she would show you a loving side. She will smile and laugh but this have not happened for a very, very long time. She will not speak of her past and so far, no one knows what her life used to be like.
History:
Vanora was born during the year 1445 to her parents April and Calum Aiken in a village in northern Scotland.
She was a girl full of life back then, no pun intended. She was laughing, singing, running, climbing and picking flowers. Despite being quite poor, her family made due and the villagers always helped one another. She grew up without siblings, but she was never lonely due to the many children of the village.
As she entered her teenage years, it was due time to think about who her future husband was to be. Vanora had many suitors for she was considered quite the beauty. Many said it was because of her scarlet hair. No one had seen anything like it before. Vanora was looking forward to meeting her future husband because she wanted nothing but a normal life with children and a loving husband.
The years went by and her husband had been chosen and it was mutual love. They were childhood friends and his parents were among the richest of the village so her parents had no complaints.
The wedding day had arrived and everything had been magical. The whole village was celebrating and Vanora hadn't stopped smiling. As the evening approached and the festivities continued past sunset, Vanora was happily dancing with her husband when a scream broke through the laughterās and music. Someone had been killed and the killing continued until she was the only one standing. She never saw who it was until the killer approached her. They were standing by a grand bonfire and he grabbed her neck and bared his fangs but stopped himself. He told her he was fascinated by her blood red hair and decided to spare her, making her one of his own.
After this night, Vanora changed. She was no longer the once laughing, loving girl. Her maker had taught her how to live as a vampire and she stayed with him for many years because she had nowhere to go. He taught her how to fight, hide who, or what, she was as well as surviving on her own. One day her maker left her for an unknown reason and so she had to take care of herself.
