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Name (s): Taliyah Laurie Tepes

Alias (s): The era of Shroud, Adamant Dia

Gender: Female

Nationality (s): French

Occupation (s): By daytime hours, Taliyah works her socks off at a local weaponry store that specialises in the basic warding equipment to fend off the supernatural. By night ranked hours or the sacred hours of feeding as most vampires would call it, Taliyah walks the night in search of compatible blood that could quench her thirst of duty.

Hobbies: Wired into her tight schedule, Taliyah somehow finds the short time to fit in a little daytime activity that she finds most enjoyable, with a friend, Taliyah prefers to spend her time wisely with the village young playing a few little games with them before finding a snack.

Race (s): Full bloodied vampire that feeds from offered blood or vampire

Religion (s): From the prospects of the world today, Taliyah holds no true religion to heart, she merely takes whatever is thrown her way by the hands of unquestioned fate.

Actual age: Seven hundred and sixty-one

Age appearance: twenty one at most

Hair Tone (s): Taliyah’s hair colour consists of a deep silk black with no unnatural tints from hair colouring products, her hair is all natural colour wise.

Hair length (s): Taliyah’s hair reaches to a long length, reaches to a good few inches below her thighs but later on that might change.

Hair style (s): During daytime hours, Taliyah’s hair would mostly be kept tied back due to the temperature change of the room but during night hours when she is out for a stroll she leaves her hair down by her sides.

Eye- Tone (s): To blend into the crowd, Taliyah usually uses moon blue contact lenses to cover her unnatural thirsty crimson.

Distinctive feature (s): Nothing distinctive recorded about Taliyah

Height: 5’8”

Weight: 130lbs

Physical build (s): Lightly toned, lean, average, healthy and active.

Skin complexion: Being for what she is her skin is incredibly pale for humans to suspect, Taliyah uses an excuse blaming it on anaemia.

Clothes: Recorded seen wearing the usual average attire of a human (will be updated)

Magik (s): Taliyah when comes to her abilities she hesitates for she pocessed the natural trait of a vampire that calls out for the surrender of blood.

Weaknesses: Taliyah is not weakened by the local knowledge of vampire, all of which preached about holy water, garlic necklaces and steaks wouldn’t have any effect on her, heck they wouldn’t effect any low ranked vampire let alone a pure bred. Taliyah does have a weakness for over heated areas such as extremely hot days out in town (If you ever see her during daylight)

Personality trait (s): For a damned creature of the night, Taliyah can hold up to a compassionate personality for the village young but at a cost she also has a dark aura around her when it comes to strangers, normally acts stoic and distant.

Background history: Will be updated later.



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I've got a question on my mind
You can answer in your time
Just don't freeze like a deer in the headlights

Sometimes it's the risk of getting hurt
That's beautiful and worse,
Is being numb feeling nothing at all

A little pain lets you know your alive
We gotta live and love not just survive

Hearts that don't love can't be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won't understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

I'm standing right in front of you
But you don't know what to do
It's the fear of thorns that keeps you out of the garden

Be brave, be the fool, you've never been
'cause i'll be here to kiss you skin
Melt me on the path where love could begin

Hearts that don't love can't be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won't understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

Make me feel i'm worth it
Don't love me with gloves on
Pick me roses roses with your bare hands
Make me feel i'm worth the scratches

Hearts that don't love can't be broken
A dream stays a dream if not woken
If you never bleed then you won't understand
Come pick me red roses with your bare hands

A little pain lets you know you're alive
We gotta live and love not just survive

Bare hands by Delta Goodrem

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