[hider=Lust][b]Name[/b]: Morgan Mason
[img]http://i.imgur.com/GIfb8Nv.jpg[/img]
[b]Age[/b]: 28
[b]Sin[/b]: Lust
[b]Height[/b]: 180 cm
[b]Weight[/b]: 64 kg
[b]Hair Color[/b]: White
[b]Eye Color[/b]: Green
[b]Gender[/b]: Female
[b]Written Appearance[/b]: 
     Long hair, black clothes, face mask. That's all anyone ever sees of her out in the open and on her travels, preferring to dress as a crow as a symbol of her extravagant life. Her voice muffles and echos through her mask, giving it a more masculine or gender neutral tone. A faint rose sent seems to surround her; soft, but strong enough to not be overtaken by any other stench. Underneath her thick black leather coverings is a pale skinned woman that rivals the height of most young men. 

[b]Brand Appearance[/b]: Her brand resembles a star pentagram, marked clearly on the underside of her wrist. Below the palm of her hand.

[b]Personality[/b]: 
     A pleasure seeker with a hint of perversion. She takes nothing back, but will move on and ignore in an instant if she becomes displeased or bored with current topics. She is usually kind, greeting each day and each new person with a smile and willing to give away her possessions once she tires of them, but everything she does is done is excess. You can never have too much of a good thing.

[b]Background[/b]: TBA?

[b]Current Story[/b]: 
     She lived solitarily, roaming from town to town in search of ... something. What it was she didn't exactly know, but she kept on regardless. Mostly spending her nights drinking at whichever tavern was nearby with the cheapest alcohol under the guise of an old man. She noticed they were treated a bit more favorably than other demographics. Twice she had drank more than she could hold, causing her to pass out and revert to her naturally beautiful self. The first time, she got lucky and was able to fly off in the shape of a raven. This time, she was really done for. Caught, caged, and stripped of every possession; she now rests in a sealed tight room within the jail with only the base of needs being supplied as she sleeps. Not like she has any immediate plans of escape however. Maybe it was time to give up her search and make the most of her new life here?

[b]Weapon[/b]: 
- [b]Scepter of Icutum[/b] 
     A strange staff she tends to use as a cane. It doesn't hold much extravagance, just a simple, smoothed out piece of wood with a glass ball on top. It is, however, durable enough to withstand some force with out breaking. It can't do much by itself, but it can tap into It's wielder's powers and copy it accordingly. In Morgan's hands It has the ability to transform into any non-living object so long as there is enough space to do so. It retains power and shape until either Morgan cancels it or it leaves her possession. 

[b]Ability[/b]: 
 - [b]Doppelgänger[/b]: She can turn into any living thing she can think of that she has seen before. This only affects her physical attributes and she doesn't gain any abnormal abilities other than complete control over her new form. Her mark is always still visible somewhere on the transformed body.[/hider]