Name: Lily, but goes by LilithAge: unknown (looks to be in her early twenties)
Height: 5' 2 (without heels)
Eyes: Hazel, almost blue-ish grey
Hair: Grey, when she was younger it was white.
Distinguishing features: When she drinks her eyes glow red.
Style: Elegant and modest clothing. Rarely dresses sexy and never dresses slutty.
Habits: Stalks prey in dark underground clubs in major cities.
Likes: Music (classical and techno), literature, art, opera, theater arts, ballet, dark underground clubs, wine, and classic films. Her taste in men varies, usually goes after anyone that stirs her senses, regardless of his personality.
Dislikes: Most television, newer movies, newer music, modern art, and Stephenie Meyer.
Greatest flaw: Broods at times...oh yeah and the whole killing-and-drinking-blood thing..
Best quality: Tries to gain a sense of humanity even though she was never born as one. Only kills to survive, because it's all she can do.
Personality: Bitter, arrogant, smug, but also cheeky at times. She has a dark sense of humor and barks worse then her bite (her bite is very bad as well, deadly). The daughter of Cain and Lilith means she has literally seen it all, but still isn't very patient. She is lady-like, polite, and well spoken; hardly ever uses "slang" of whatever era she is in.
Family: Cain (Father), Lilith (Mother) Both are deceased. She also has a lot of siblings, but most of their whereabouts are unknown.
Additional notes: One of the first vampires that were born and nearly the last of the ancients. She survived by staying out of the way, killing only so she can continue to live, if one calls it a life.
Only once she was caught, and the people attempted to kill her by draining her blood. It just put her into a frenzy. Stuck in a dream-like state from the blood-loss, she went on a killing spree through half of France. It was claimed that the plague massacred the people to try and cover up their mistake.
Of course Lilith escaped. When she came to she felt remorse and shame, not for the people she slaughtered, but that she lost herself. She believes she is the master of her own life, and the "beast within" isn't in control, only she is.
After arriving in the Americas, she witnessed the revolutionary war and felt nothing. It had seemed by then she had grown numb to the sight of blood getting spilled. Leaving the colonists, she found herself solitude hidden away where she slept for a little over two centuries.
Waking in the mid-1980s she discovered the world was not as she left it. She was shocked by the cities and technology. After having her first taste of blood in two hundred years she learned everything from her victim, just how much the world has changed. She also learned what she missed.
The next twenty years she spent time adapting. Her best hunting grounds are dark clubs where people come to dance and drink.
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