[hider=Vanessa][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Z2bQwXol.jpg[/img] [hider=awakened][img]https://i.imgur.com/HsZcBt5l.jpg[/img][/hider][/center] [color=f7976a]Archetype[/color]: Half Blood/Thick Blood [color=f7976a]Name[/color]: Vanessa F. Meriweather [color=f7976a]Titles[/color]: - [color=f7976a]Sex[/color]: Female [color=f7976a]Personality[/color]: Oddly enough, those who meet her finds her extremely calm, lacking in strong emotions. Before she was a chipper girl, strong willed and with a mouth enough to make a sailor blush red. After that incident, she seemed to have lost the ability to emote much, speaking in short clipped sentences. A calm serene front, like the still waters of a pond. Those who start to know her better would find it was less the serene waters of a pond, but the calm surface of a deep raging river. Her voice is slightly strained, her hand clenches and unclenches, and her eyes dart every now and then to her surroundings. A slightly erratic behaviour growing pronounced with every thing her impulse tells her to steal. There was a sense that she was deliberating on her every action, and each movement felt restrained. A sense that she was holding back something bad, which, those who sees her invert will finally know. An unrestrained, greedy dragon, devouring all, and hoarding all, who seeks nothing but to grow their pile of treasures. [color=f7976a]History[/color]: A relatively well to do family in the middle of Wyoming didn’t really have much to make it memorable. She grew up among farm animals and crops, tended to them and helped whenever she wasn’t at school. When she was old enough to finish highschool, she didn’t feel the need to go off to a higher education, or try to be a lawyer, Vanessa just went home to work on her family’s farm. After all, her brother can be the fancy man of the family, with his doctor’s degree and everything. A bright summer’s day was when all hell broke loose. She remembers the chickens crowding excitedly around her, before that intense headache, that feeling of need. Blood flowing between her fingers, her desperate scrabbling for every, bit, of that sweet essence. Things shone, sparkled brighter, and others started to dim in colour. Her life was a blur of fear, panic and constant movement since then. Always travelling to escape the police, as well as others she could feel pursuing her. Until one day the mark appeared on her hand, and she moved towards the Grail, pulled by the ritual and what it left on the land. [color=f7976a]Quality of Magic Circuits[/color]: - [color=f7976a]Quantity of Magic Circuits[/color]: - [color=f7976a]Abnormal Abilities[/color]: She doesn’t have any real magecraft. But, even without explicitly tapping into her blood, she could fire off a dragon’s breath without preparation, a freezing chill that seems to still even the very flow of mana in the area affected. Her body is far stronger and faster than normal humans, and with her dragon’s core, she can effectively use mana like a jet engine to strengthen her every attack, even if her core wasn't a match for a certain blue Saber's core. Generally everything a dragon has, she has to a lesser degree, even possessing a Magic Resistance of B rank. Her most defining trait as a dragon however, was ‘greed’, with the ability to plunder people or even the very air of mana around her. An area she claims will slowly bleed mana into her, the effect growing stronger once she taps into her blood. Those who has the means to see it would see red flakes in the air, drawing in mana into it. Being affected at all by any of her attacks or draining would feel as if cold was seeping into them while mana is being sapped. Tapping into her blood transforms her, giving her draconic features with red eyes. While she had nowhere near the control and training to manipulate water properly, she can still raise up a thick fog in a large area around her. Her greed will plunder mana faster, and in a larger area, with her body growing far stronger. She can literally eat magical energy, and should she find them in a completed magical phenomena, she can ‘devour’ it and reproduce the effect by expelling its magical energy out. A dangerous technique to be used, pushing her inversion impulse higher and higher until she breaks. It was not something she could control willy nilly, but in the short time span that she had her ability awakened, she had grown to be used to it, familiar with its abilities. [color=f7976a]Equipment:[/color]- [color=f7976a]Miscellaneous[/color]: Having worked and lived on a farm, she was no stranger to making do with what she have, and she was already fit and strong even before her awakening. [hider=theme][center][youtube]https://youtu.be/DydzntFklbg[/youtube][/center][/hider][/hider]