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[b]✘ Name:[/b] [i]Melanie Weston[/i]

[b]✘ Age:[/b] [i]Over 80 years old. 25 years old when turned.[/i]

[b]✘ Race:[/b] [i]Vampire[/i]

[b]✘ Biography:[/b] [i]In a world ravaged by the government, the daily life of every inhabitant of this world drastically changed. Thrown into battle with one another, and challenged by the creatures from the rumored 'beast master' became a part of survival

Melanie belonged to a clan of vampires who believed these problems could be solved with brains and communication rather than brute and fighting. Their lacking in numbers was proving that this way of thinking was perhaps not the best way about things. 

"This war is intolerable, we can't remain in hiding!" Melanie exclaimed to the 'elders' of her clan, in their practically demolished base in one of the remaining government buildings. The elders looked between one another, their full bullies pressed against the high raised table. "Our people are starving" Mel pleaded, "We can't survive like this." The elders shook their heads in unison, One spoke, "This is the way it's always been, we have survived this long, why change now?"

A burning rage overcame Melanie, as she leaped over the table and gnawed into the throat from the elder who had spoken. He gripped at his gaping wound as the others yanked her away. "Does this change things? Does it?!" Melanie screamed, blood dripping from her chin as the flesh of the elder fell to the stone floor.

The young woman was quickly exiled from her clan, given no supplies and no blessing. Melanie knew that their were several other groups that would take her, but the journey to these groups would be dangerous and unreliable. Using her wit, her determination, and her great sense of leadership she feels she can lead this world to a better tomorrow. [/i]

[b]✘ Abilities:[/b] [i]Enhanced sight. Slow regeneration. Immortality. [/i]

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