[b]15. WILHELMINA "WILLA" WISTMORE[/b]

(AKA Mina Wistmore and Eloise Portsmouth; originally in Tides of Sedition)

TIDES OF SEDITION

[hider=Wilhelmina "Willa" Wistmore]
Name/Alias: actual-Mina Willow Brown, alias-Wilhelmina "Willa" Wistmore

Age: 55 (turned into a vampire at age 31, living as a vampire for 24 years)

Physical Description/Picture:

Willa/Mina has always been somewhat scrawny due to her family's financial hardships. She stands at a mere five feet and two inches, and there was always something fragile-looking about her-like a strong gust of wind could blow her away. She has wavy, warm chocolate-brown hair ending just under her shoulder blades that's usually pulled back from her face in a messy bun. Her eyes are the same brown of her hair, she has a pale complexion and an oval-shaped face. Willa has a frail, diminutive stature and has frequently been described as "bird-like". After being turned into a vampire, Willa has become unhealthily thin and gaunt, her skin stretched tightly over her bones. She has also become much paler, even for a vampire's standards. Her expression always appears to be nervous and anxious, and her eyes flit around the room erratically, filled with wariness and a thinly veiled fear. There is a haggard air to her, and Willa looks like she barely has the energy to stay on her feet. She walks with a heavy limp.

Strengths:

Pain Manipulation: 

The vampires of Willa's bloodline can sense and manipulate pain as if it were a physical thing like water or fire. Similar to fire and water, you can't just conjure it up out of nowhere. Vampires with this ability must draw their pain from somewhere, be it the guy with a migraine next to you on the bus or a stranger from halfway across the globe being crushed to death by a building toppling over. The more skilled a vampire is, the greater the distance they can draw pain from. The only way to cause a difference in the amount of pain someone is feeling is by transferring the pain to a separate 'vessel'. Newer vampires have no way to transfer pain to anywhere but into themselves, although older vampires can transfer pain quite easily to other people. The way this works is that they channel the pain through themselves then to some other 'vessel', but newer vampires haven't developed the ability to channel pain to another 'vessel'. Willa has rarely ever used this power before, and therefore she has little control over it.

Weaknesses:

There is some degree of pain felt by the vampire transferring pain from one 'vessel' to another, even if they transfer the pain to someone else (basically, they can't get away with manipulating pain scot-free). Granted, the older vampires and the Baroness will be used to the pain involved in transferring it and the amount that affects them decreases with time. The only thing that Willa can do in regards to this ability is transfer pain to herself or transfer her own pain to a human in close proximity (she finds that transferring pain to vampires is infinitely more difficult than transferring it to a human).

Motivations:

First and foremost, Willa wants to be free of her sire. Years and years of physical abuse bordering on torture have left her fearful and resentful of her. Sometimes Willa entertains private thoughts of revenge, but deep in her heart she knows that getting revenge for all her suffering would be impossible-Willa has no idea how to go about doing so in terms of physical acts, and her sire is much more powerful than she is. 

Willa wants to be with her family again, not necessarily because she holds a great love for them after being a vampire for twenty years, but more of because her life was stable and easier when she lived with them. Money is another major factor-growing up in poverty has left her always looking to get money into her hands in the easiest way possible, though she wouldn't risk illegal activities like stealing or selling drugs. Nowadays, however, much has changed, and Willa is willing to risk getting into trouble with the law if it means she can live out the rest of her life as a vampire in relative comfort and isolated from all the power struggles that are inherent within the vampiric community.

History:

Mina Willow Brown was born in 1961. She was raised in a small town in the middle of nowhere in South Carolina, about a seven to eight hours' drive from Charleston. Her family had always been struggling to make ends meet, especially since her father could never seem to keep a job. With both parents working full-time and being the oldest out of three children (she had a younger brother named Jason and a younger sister named Elizabeth, nicknamed Lizzy), Mina grew up memorizing vocabulary words while doing the laundry and reciting her multiplication tables while scrubbing the floors and making dinner for her siblings. As she grew older, her family's economic situation worsened because her mother lost her job, and Mina began working as a waitress in the local run-down diner to help make ends meet. She dropped out of high school halfway through her junior year to begin working full-time. 

After a few years of ten-hour work shifts six days a week at a crummy diner in the middle of nowhere, Mina's friend from high school-a blonde, peppy woman who had gone to college around the same time Mina dropped out of high school named Caroline-invited Mina to become a roommate of hers in Charleston. After carefully considering the offer, Mina accepted. It was the first time in her entire life that she'd left the town that she was born in. Mina got a job working as a barista in the poorer part of the city during the night and continued working as a waitress during the day. 

The next five or six years were filled with the constant struggle to survive. With virtually no opportunities to get a job that paid above minimum wage, Mina soon found herself unable to contribute as much to the rent for the apartment she shared with Caroline, and the two women had a hard time getting on their feet. After a couple of years, Caroline landed a job that paid fairly well, and began to take over most of the financial responsibilities despite Mina's protests. This went on for a year or so before Caroline grew resentful that she was paying for everything and decided to look for housing somewhere else. Caroline offered to let Mina live with her again, but Mina knew fully well how Caroline felt and declined. 

With Caroline gone, Mina had no hopes of keeping up with the rent payments. She was evicted from the derelict apartment building and found herself homeless. At the same time, she was let go from both of her jobs due to the establishments suffering from financial difficulties. Desperate, Mina began to seek out whatever odd jobs she could find-anything to keep her from starving. She considered going home to her parents, but when she found out that her dad died of a sudden heart attack and her mother was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, Mina decided to remain in Charleston since she didn't want to become an added burden to her already struggling family members. She eventually fell out of touch with the rest of her family, as she rarely had access to a post office or a telephone-and a payphone was out of question, considering that she barely could get enough money to pay for food. 

Mina learned of her younger brother's death due to a drunk driver three months after his funeral from an obituary published in a newspaper in the garbage that she'd noticed by chance. Fraught with worry and concern, Mina managed to scrape up a few dollars to call her mother, although it was Lizzy who answered. Mina learned that their mother was "going insane", according to Lizzy, and that Lizzy barely earned enough money to take care of both herself and their mother. That was the last time Mina had any contact with her family. 

A little after her thirty-first birthday, Mina was settling down in her usual spot for the night after a day of foraging and looking for a job. The chances of Mina landing [i]any[/i] job at all at this point were extremely slim, but she kept searching despite the odds. Mina had just closed her eyes, anticipating another sleepless night, when out of nowhere she felt herself being lifted into the air and then slammed against the concrete wall behind her. She barely had time to open her eyes before a rough hand covered her mouth and a searing pain flared up the side of her neck, knocking her unconscious.

Mina woke up a few hours later with her hands and feet bound together in a dark, stuffy room. Her head was spinning, and she found that she could see surprisingly well despite the darkness. Frightened and confused, she remained in the same position for about an hour before a powerful and influential enforcer named Stella Havisham entered the room.

In terms of appearance, Stella was, well, perfect. She had a porcelain complexion, emerald green eyes, and thick inky-black hair that cascaded down her back like a shimmering ebony waterfall. Mina was immediately intimidated by her forceful presence and the aura of authority that Stella exuded. But she soon learned that Stella was as cruel as she was flawless. Stella did nothing other than to inform Mina that she was now Wilhelmina Wistmore and give Mina-now Willa-her first taste of human blood. After that, she left Willa alone in the darkness.

It was a week later when Stella came back. She beat Willa bloody before leaving her in solitude again. Over the next month or so, Willa noticed that the initial pain gradually faded until nothing was left. It was odd to wake up every day (though Willa had no inkling of the passage of time) and see lacerations covering her skin, blood staining the ground and her clothing, yet feeling no pain. When Stella next paid her a visit, Willa was so starved for blood that she could barely stand. Stella permitted Willa to go out and feed, and Willa did just that-she drank from the first human being she could find, who happened to be a homeless old man. Afterwards, she felt an immense sense of guilt, still not fully coming to terms with her new status as a vampire. When Willa returned, she was forced back into the closet-like room, and the same cycle continued on.

From her infrequent trips to the outside world and sporadic contact with other vampires over the years, Willa managed to learn about the power of pain manipulation and the way that vampire society in Charleston was structured. With the information she gathered, Willa concluded that Stella was using her as a tool by taking pain previously inflicted by her on Willa and transferring it to whomever she was fighting. Stella was the favored assassin of some Baroness, which was the source of her apparent wealth, although Willa could not say which Baroness it was. Willa also inferred that Stella had chosen her because nobody would even notice her disappearance after being plucked off of the streets in the middle of the night. 

A lingering sense of hopelessness has permeated the core of Willa's being, and the constant pain has taken its toll on her as well. Willa walks with a heavy limp from a broken leg that was never properly healed. After the first ten years, Stella gave Willa her own room in Stella's luxurious residence and permitted Willa to leave her "home" as she pleased, although Stella still uses Willa for her own purposes fairly often. Willa has experimented with pain manipulation, but she finds it to be very difficult. Willa rarely has the energy needed in order to effectively use the ability and she has a hard time concentrating. Sick and tired of being treated as merely somewhere to "store" pain, there is nothing more that Willa wants than to be free of her sire.

Connections:

Stella Havisham (sire)-An enforcer of one of the Baronesses of Charleston, Stella is notorious for her ways of disabling her targets with a crippling pain in order to kill them. She is cold, calculating, and ruthless, yet ferociously loyal to the Baroness she serves, though for what reason, no one can say. She has straight black hair that falls about halfway down her back and mechanical green eyes. Stella is a little over one hundred years old and was originally from France.

Personality (extra):

As a little kid and a teenager, Willa was never particularly shy-she loved to laugh and loved to live. Despite her hardships, she remained optimistic and tried to be kind to everyone. During her adult years Willa was more wary and less trusting of complete strangers, partly because of her transition from a tiny town in the middle of nowhere to a large, bustling city. She retained some of her characteristic kindness after becoming homeless, but she grew less and less optimistic with each passing day. 

That all changed when she became a vampire and the property of her sire. Willa has become skittish and afraid, jumping at the slightest sounds and as timid as a mouse. She has begun to unconsciously try to shrink into the corners and make herself appear small and insignificant in order to avoid confrontation. 
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IT'S YOU I HUNT (1X1)

[hider=Wilhelmina "Mina" Wistmore]

[b]Name/Alias:[/b] Wilhelmina "Mina" Wistmore

[b]Age:[/b] 45 (turned into a vampire at age 21, living as a vampire for 24 years)

[b]Physical Description/Picture:[/b]

Mina has always been somewhat scrawny due to her family's financial hardships. She stands at a mere five feet and two inches, and there was always something fragile-looking about her-like a strong gust of wind could blow her away. She has wavy, warm chocolate-brown hair ending just under her shoulder blades that's usually pulled back from her face in a messy bun, though as of late it has been thin and brittle. Her eyes are the same brown of her hair, she has a pale complexion and an oval-shaped face. Mina has a frail, diminutive stature and has frequently been described as "bird-like". After being turned into a vampire, Mina has become unhealthily thin and gaunt, her skin stretched tightly over her hollow cheeks. She has also become much paler, even for a vampire's standards. Her expression always appears to be nervous and anxious, and her eyes flit around the room erratically, filled with wariness and a thinly veiled fear. There is a haggard air to her, and Mina looks like she barely has the energy to stay on her feet. She walks with a heavy limp.

[b]Strengths:[/b]

[u]Pain Manipulation: [/u] The vampires of Mina's bloodline can sense and manipulate pain as if it were a physical thing like water or fire. Similar to fire and water, you can't just conjure it up out of nowhere. Vampires with this ability must draw their pain from [i]somewhere[/i], be it the guy with a migraine next to you on the bus or a stranger from halfway across the globe being crushed to death by a building toppling over. The more skilled a vampire is, the greater the distance they can draw pain from. The only way to cause a difference in the amount of pain someone is feeling is by transferring the pain to a separate 'vessel'. Newer vampires have no way to transfer pain to anywhere but into themselves, although older vampires can transfer pain quite easily to other people. The way this works is that they channel the pain through themselves then to some other 'vessel', but newer vampires haven't developed the ability to channel pain to another 'vessel'. Mina has rarely ever used this power before, and therefore she has little control over it.

[b]Weaknesses:[/b]

There is some degree of pain felt by the vampire transferring pain from one 'vessel' to another, even if they transfer the pain to someone else (basically, they can't get away with manipulating pain scot-free). Granted, the older vampires and the Baroness will be used to the pain involved in transferring it and the amount that affects them decreases with time. The only thing that Mina can do in regards to this ability is transfer pain to herself or transfer her own pain to a human in close proximity (she finds that transferring pain to vampires is infinitely more difficult than transferring it to a human).

[b]Motivations:[/b] 

First and foremost, Mina wants to be free of her sire. Years and years of physical abuse bordering on torture have left her fearful and resentful of her. Sometimes Mina entertains private thoughts of revenge, but deep in her heart she knows that getting revenge for all her suffering would be impossible-Mina has no idea how to go about doing so in terms of physical acts, and her sire is much more powerful than she is. 

[b]History:[/b] 

Mina Willow Brown was born in 1972. She was raised in a small town in the middle of nowhere in South Carolina, about a seven to eight hours' drive from the city. Her family had always been struggling to make ends meet, especially since her father could never seem to keep a job. With both parents working full-time and being the oldest out of three children (she had a younger brother named Jason and a younger sister named Elizabeth, nicknamed Lizzy), Mina grew up memorizing vocabulary words while doing the laundry and reciting her multiplication tables while scrubbing the floors and making dinner for her siblings. As she grew older, her family's economic situation worsened because her mother lost her job, and Mina began working as a waitress in the local run-down diner to help make ends meet. She dropped out of high school halfway through her junior year to begin working full-time. 

Mina eventually moved to the big city after her father died from a sudden heart attack. She promised to send money back while her mother looked after her younger siblings. However, Mina struggled to make ends meet and soon found herself evicted from her apartment. That night, she settled down on a park bench after an exhausting day, deciding to remain there till morning. Mina had just closed her eyes when out of nowhere she felt herself being lifted into the air and then slammed against the concrete wall behind her. She barely had time to open her eyes before a rough hand covered her mouth and a searing pain flared up the side of her neck, knocking her unconscious.

Mina woke up a few hours later with her hands and feet bound together in a dark, stuffy room. Her head was spinning, and she found that she could see surprisingly well despite the darkness. Frightened and confused, she remained in the same position for about an hour before a powerful and influential vampire named Stella Havisham entered the room.

In terms of appearance, Stella was, well, perfect. She had a porcelain complexion, emerald green eyes, and thick inky-black hair that cascaded down her back like a shimmering ebony waterfall. Mina was immediately intimidated by her forceful presence and the aura of authority that Stella exuded. But she soon learned that Stella was as cruel as she was flawless. Stella did nothing other than to give Mina her first taste of human blood. After that, she left Mina alone in the darkness.

It was a week later when Stella came back. She beat Mina bloody before leaving her in solitude again. Over the next month or so, Mina noticed that the initial pain gradually faded until nothing was left. It was odd to wake up every day (though Mina had no inkling of the passage of time) and see lacerations covering her skin, blood staining the ground and her clothing, yet feeling no pain. When Stella next paid her a visit, Mina was so starved for blood that she could barely stand. Stella permitted Mina to go out and feed, and Mina did just that-she found a dead rat and eagerly drank its blood. When Willa returned, she was forced back into the closet-like room, and the same cycle continued on.

From her infrequent trips to the outside world and sporadic contact with other vampires over the years, Mina managed to learn about the power of pain manipulation and the way that vampire society in the city was structured. With the information she gathered, Mina concluded that Stella was using her as a tool by taking pain previously inflicted by her on Mina and transferring it to whomever she was fighting. Stella was the favored assassin of some Baroness, which was the source of her apparent wealth, although Mina could not say which Baroness it was. Mina also inferred that Stella had chosen her because nobody would even notice her disappearance after being plucked off of the streets in the middle of the night. 

A lingering sense of hopelessness has permeated the core of Mina's being, and the constant pain has taken its toll on her as well. Mina walks with a heavy limp from a broken leg that was never properly healed. Mina has experimented with pain manipulation, but she finds it to be very difficult. Mina rarely has the energy needed in order to effectively use the ability and she has a hard time concentrating. Sick and tired of being treated as merely somewhere to "store" pain, there is nothing more that Mina wants than to be free of her sire.

[b]Connections: [/b] 

Stella Havisham (sire)-An assassin under the employ of one of the Baronesses the city, Stella is notorious for her ways of disabling her targets with a crippling pain in order to kill them. She is cold, calculating, and ruthless, yet ferociously loyal to the Baroness she serves, though for what reason, no one can say. She has straight black hair that falls about halfway down her back and mechanical green eyes. Stella is a little over one hundred years old and was originally from France.

[b]Personality:[/b] 

As a little kid and a teenager, Mina was never particularly shy-she loved to laugh and loved to live. Despite her hardships, she remained optimistic and tried to be kind to everyone. During her adult years Mina was more wary and less trusting of complete strangers, partly because of her transition from a tiny town in the middle of nowhere to a large, bustling city. She retained some of her characteristic kindness after becoming homeless, but she grew less and less optimistic with each passing day. 

That all changed when she became a vampire and the property of her sire. Mina has become skittish and afraid, jumping at the slightest sounds and as timid as a mouse. She has begun to unconsciously try to shrink into the corners and make herself appear small and insignificant in order to avoid confrontation. 

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THE BLOOD COMPACT

[hider=Eloise Wilhelmina Portsmouth]

Name: Eloise Wilhelmina Portsmouth 

Age: 175 (appears in her late twenties)

Height: 5 feet and 2 inches

Weight: 65 pounds

Race: Nosferatu/Vampire

Gender: Female

Appearance: [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/7f/67/ca/7f67ca24468d09e476c2d123ce0aa35d.jpg [/img]

Eloise always been somewhat scrawny due to her family's financial hardships. She stands at a mere five feet and two inches, and there was always something fragile-looking about her-like a strong gust of wind could blow her away. She has wavy, dirty blonde hair ending just under her shoulder blades that was usually pulled back from her face in a messy bun, though as of late it has been thin and brittle. Her eyes were a bright, shining blue before she was changed, but they have since turned watery and listless. Eloise has a pale complexion, and her cheekbones jut out of her face like knives. Eloise has a frail, diminutive stature and has frequently been described as "bird-like". Before her life (or should I say unlife?) went to hell in a hand basket, Eloise was never anywhere without a cheerful smile on her face. Nowadays, she can't even remember the last time she wasn't hungry or scared. 

After being turned into a vampire, Eloise has become unhealthily thin and gaunt, her skin stretched tightly over her hollow cheeks. She has also become much paler, even for a vampire's standards. Her expression always appears to be nervous and anxious, and her eyes flit around the room erratically, filled with wariness and a thinly veiled fear. There is a haggard air to her, and Eloise looks like she barely has the energy to stay on her feet. She walks with a heavy limp.

Sexuality: Heterosexual 

Personality: Scared. That's how most people describe Eloise when they first see her. Scared and frightened and weak. Nervous, anxious, apprehensive; timid. 

Eloise herself can't remember much beyond the fear and exhaustion and hunger that pervades every fiber of her being, most days. 

Once upon a time, she had been a gentle, cheerful woman who ran a bakery with her husband. Once upon a time, she had children she loved and happiness in her heart.

But that woman is gone.

Ever since she was changed, Eloise has been meek and obedient, her fearful, melancholy eyes perpetually lowered submissively. She keeps her head down and does what she's told without complaint. She doesn't speak unless spoken to. She doesn't ask for anything, and she makes herself scarce unless someone summons her.

Before, Eloise was carefree and kind. She was always an optimist, and she stubbornly saw the good in everything. Friendly, talkative, and impulsive, Eloise lived to laugh and loved to live. She was known to welcome anyone and everyone into the bakery that she and her husband ran with open arms. She was quite a gossip, but never in a mean-spirited way, and she would never, /ever/ intentionally hurt anyone's feelings. Loyal to people (but not ideas, nor causes), Eloise had been as flighty as a bird and as chirpy as one, too. An excellent listener despite her loquacious nature, Eloise was well-liked by the people of her village and famous for her delicious blueberry scones.

Before.

Now, though, Eloise knows there isn't much too her other than the never-ending cycle of  pain and exhaustion and hunger and fear. She lives only because her sire allows it, and she is well-aware of this fact. 

Eloise has become skittish and afraid, jumping at the slightest sounds and as timid as a mouse. She has begun to unconsciously try to shrink into the corners and make herself appear small and insignificant in order to avoid confrontation. Eloise doesn't really [i]have[/i] a personality besides deferential obedience. She is a shadow of a shadow of a shadow of her former self-indeed, Eloise has been through enough to last her [i]twenty[/i] lifetimes.

Biography: Eloise had always known that vampires existed.

Everyone in her village knew this: after all, it [i]was[/i] a Covenant base in the middle of the secluded English countryside, selected for its proximity to London. The Covenant needed to keep an eye on the vampires of London, after all. The name of the village doesn't matter; it's gone now, and besides, Eloise doesn't know if she remembers the name of it anyway. 

Some days, she doesn't even remember her [i]own[/i] name.

But more on that later.

Eloise had a happy childhood, though her family was on the poorer side. All the people of her village were poor, minus the members of the Covenant. [i]They[/i] were extravagantly rich. All the young men talked of joining the Covenant; joining meant glory and gold. It meant instant fame (at least, in a tiny little village in the English countryside) and the admiration of their fellow villagers. They always seemed to forget the whole part about hunting and killing vampires, though. 

Eloise had many friends as a child, but her [i]best[/i] friend was a tall brunette named Sarah. Nobody was sure why or how they became friends-Sarah was quiet where Eloise was irritatingly talkative; as steadfast as a mountain where Eloise was as flighty as a bird. The two were inseparable growing up, and even if Eloise can't remember Sarah's name half the time, she still remembers her soft laugh and twinkling brown eyes and comforting presence.

Eloise married the baker's son, John Portsmouth, when she was sixteen. She had children with him-three, in fact-but their names elude her, on most days. She remembers their faces, though, and she holds the memories tight and close when she's conscious enough to think and remember. Eloise loved John; he was kind and sweet and funny, and he made the best bread in the entire world. She was happy with him. That much, she remembers.

Sarah, on the other hand...when Eloise was twenty and Sarah twenty-one (and unmarried!), she joined the Covenant. It turned out that she had some distant aunt or uncle in the Covenant, which made her eligible to join, provided she go through all the required training. Although Eloise didn't see Sarah as often after that, their friendship never wavered.

Then, the winter of 1870 rolled around. It was one of the coldest yet, and one night, Eloise came home to her beloved bakery to find-

-to find an evil, sinister form hunched over her husband's body, blood dripping from its fangs, Eloise's three lovely little children already dead-

-and the [i]thing[/i] looked up at stared right at Eloise with emerald-green eyes that glittered like ice in the moonlight-

-and faster than humanly possible, the vampire had Eloise in her impossibly strong hands, and a searing pain tore up the side of Eloise's neck, and she thought that she was going to die, right then and there. But instead, the vampire turned Eloise, and suddenly she was weak with hunger, longing for the taste of human blood. 

Eloise's sire is (was? Eloise isn't so sure if she's alive anymore) a vampire named Stella Havisham. After Eloise was turned, Stella immediately etched a rune into Eloise's forearm that bound her will to Eloise. From then on, Eloise would have to obey everything that Stella said. 

Stella was a frighteningly powerful vampire who, along with binding others to her will, could manipulate pain (namely, transferring pain from one person to another). She was also a skilled assassin, sent to Eloise's village to kill a few key members of the Covenant. Stella had learned of Eloise's connection to Sarah, and Eloise became a pawn in Stella's plans to expel the Covenant from the village. At first, Stella ordered Eloise to do nothing more than cook and clean (which was still a nerve-wracking task, especially since Stella had quite a ferocious temper in those days), and she forbade Eloise from drinking enough blood on purpose; Eloise was to be nothing more than a temporary storage place for pain that Stella could readily transfer to her opponents in a fight. She needed Eloise's fast vampiric healing to be nearly nonexistent for her plan to work. 

The last time that Eloise ever saw Sarah, she had been so hungry that just the smell of human blood made her dizzy. She remembers a heavy bucket and a well an hour before sunrise; the scent of blood and the the feeling of snow soaking through her thin skirts as she fell to her knees, her fangs elongating as the hunger moved through her in waves; Sarah's horrified face, the sound of her own voice weakly begging for help, Sarah's retreating footsteps and the snow feeling strangely warm against her gaunt, bruised limbs. And then Eloise's head starts to hurt and she can't remember anything except pain and exhaustion and hunger.

Shortly after that incident occurred, Stella beat Eloise bloody and then locked her in the cellar before leaving the house. Eloise didn't understand what was going on until the pain was suddenly sucked out of her, leaving her exhausted and empty. 

When Stella returned, she ordered Eloise to clean the blood off her blades.

And so the years passed like this. Stella moved back to London, bringing Eloise with her, after finishing her work in Eloise's village. Eloise cooked and cleaned and obeyed, and Stella did nothing but hurt her. Eventually, she grew too weak to perform even simple household tasks, so Stella simply locked her in a closet or cellar and summoned her when she needed Eloise to feel pain. Ever since the 1950s, Stella has simply left Eloise chained to the wall in the cellar, and Eloise spends most of her time in a half-conscious haze. She doesn't have the energy to think, and remembering hurts too much. Stella keeps her alive-just barely-and Eloise's enhanced healing still [i]works[/i], technically, though it doesn't do more than keep her half-alive at this point. 

Recently, though, Stella had been using her more often. The beatings had increased exponentially, and there was something wild and frantic about Stella's blows, whereas they were even and methodical before. Eloise won't allow herself to hope-hope is such a dangerous, dangerous thing-but she speculates. Was her sire panicked because the Covenant was closing in?

The Covenant has found Stella, Eloise knows. Her sire has been missing for a month now...well, what felt like a month to Eloise, anyway. She knows that it will not be long before the Covenant finds [i]her[/i] as well. Eloise can only hope that the Covenant will spare her any further pain and kill her when they do indeed find her. At this point, a quick, painless death would the greatest gift that anyone could give her.

Faction/Side: If given a choice, Eloise would not affiliate herself with anyone, but as for now, she is [i]technically[/i] affiliated with the vampires

Abilities: Unbeknownst to anyone, even Eloise herself, Eloise is able to heal wounds and injuries with her bare hands, provided that she is physically strong enough to use her power. Silver sparks shoot from her fingertips, and when they make contact with the wound or injury, they start knitting the skin back together. 

Skills: Eloise can cook (though Stella only ever required her to prepare blood for her) and clean very well, for 19th and 20th-century standards. Doing laundry and scrubbing floors is another area of expertise (she [i]does[/i] know how to use a washing machine, surprisingly). Before she was turned, Eloise was a very good baker alongside her husband, and she had the neatest, tiniest stitches in the entire village. Eloise was a skilled seamstress and enjoyed embroidery, but now she reckons that her hands shake too much to embroider, though her eyesight has improved.

Strengths: Eloise is a good listener and a very empathetic person in general. She was very well-liked in her village before she was turned for her friendly disposition and delectable baked goods. 

Weaknesses: Eloise has little to no knowledge on how to use any technology beyond the 1950s-1960s. She is more than useless in a fight, and she can be easily manipulated by others. Eloise's healing ability saps strength and energy just like any other physically exerting activity, throughout her entire time as a vampire, Eloise has never been strong enough to use her ability, let alone hone it to perfection. Her healing abilities cannot be used to heal diseases.

Likes: sunny days (as rare as they are in London and the English countryside), birds, flowers, scones of all shapes and sizes, fresh fruit (especially blueberries), the smell of bread baking, tea with plenty of milk, sugar, and honey, the color blue, lavender, the village that she grew up in, horses, cats, spring and summer afternoons, early mornings and sunrises, meadows and streams, gossiping, socializing, not feeling hungry or thirsty, soft blankets, sewing and embroidering 

Dislikes: Stella, rainy days and thunderstorms, the darkness, being a vampire, rat blood, violent people and vampires, the smell of death that always seems to cling to Stella, emeralds, sleeping on the floor, the cold

Other: N/A [/hider]