Name: Lirin Amber Vendethiel
Age: 36 (20 when turned)
Race: Elven turned vampire
Hair: black, voluminous hair spanning the length of her back with a blue hue in the light.
Eyes: deep blue flecked with green
Build: lithe with the toned body of a swords(wo)man
Appearance: Elegance of the elves sways with her every movement. No longer in need of the hunting the way she was raised, Lirin now wears fine dresses.
Equipment: Lirin u ses twin swords of a special design she drew herself, more elaborate than the ones Celeste remembers from years ago. [currently lost at sea]
Abilities: She has an affinity for the wind, bending it to her will. Before vampirism, it was used to keep her scent away from the prey. Now she uses it to allure her prey to her.
Once warm-hearted and carefree, this elf has harbored a sense of grief for so long, she has become almost cold. Any talk of her past by any who need not know rises a fierce temper. The only time she feels in tune with her true self is during her dreams of the past that leave her heart aching.
Now that her sister has been found, Lirin is typically carefree, warm-hearted and kind. However, catch her on bad days, and you'll find that she can still be quite cold with her fierce temper.
Lirin and Celeste were the first set of twins in many generations, and were inseparable. All the young elves were raised together, trained together. second best tracker and overall hunter, fourth best archer, but best swordsman of their group, Celeste being the best archer and tracker, yet her ability to heal was far too precious to let outside of their encampment. At the age of 20, Lirin was selected to hunt with one of the other elves. The two elves ventured unknowingly near a bear den, too close to a mamma bear and her cubs. Their proximity enraged the bear, killing the other elf in one swoop of her massive paw. By some miracle of luck, Lirin managed to walk away from the bear, having deep gashes across her chest, her arm broken and dislocated.
She made her way back to the village, only to be cast out for being too weak, too injured. Lirin could hear Celeste as she screamed and wailed. The fledgling healer was locked away, forbidden to help an outcast. Dispirited, Lirin walked away from the village, with nowhere to go. When she lacked the strength to continue, Lirin collapsed. She prayed to her goddess, begging not to die.
After enacting a blood pact, the elf was saved by being magically transported to a new land and turned into a vampire. For 16 years, she has lived in the new land in the sorrow of not seeing Celeste, of being so far away from their home and no way back, not knowing how her twin fared. It was her goddess's wish. The time allowed her to discover a somewhat natural talent for music, as she lost herself in haunting and sorrowful melodies, using them to pull the heartstrings of her audience, making them feel what she felt.
One day, she found Celeste. Seemingly happy, Celeste begged Lirin to return to her current home to meet someone. However, when they were to meet up…
Celeste never showed.
Distraught, Lirin searched and found a single clue that someone of Celeste's description was seen headed toward yet another new land. Determined to find her twin, Lirin made her own travel preparations to this new land, swearing they would be reunited once more.
Now that Celeste has been found, Lirin has resigned herself to finding a place for herself in Revaliir. Somewhere during her travels, she found Tadhg, a red haired demon who was tasked with spreading plagues across the world. Together, they have fought against the demons time after time. Around every corner they lay waiting to punish the apostate and his vampire lover.