Sabine ban Morardi

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"Is sincerity a virtue by itself?
A serial killer has also acted sincerely."
~ Tarik Gunersel; Oluşmak Aphorisms


xxxxxWhat is it like to catch the world in snippets? To remember when your world was an Empire of Sultans and being one of the few chosen to come from behind the screen of pampering and little thought of the harem? To relearn history as written by the victors as it does not match what you recall from living it?
xxxxxTo live for a hunt that was doomed from the start? Well, I’ll let you know some time when you stop over for a meal. Perhaps I can answer those questions, or you can answer mine?


xxxxxThe first thing most might notice about the woman is the soft smell of spices, a hint of cinnamon or myre trailing after her. Soft, supple her skin is the color of fine cream with just a hint of a pearlescent golden undertone. Thick unruly hair cascades down to her shoulder in a rush of midnight-hued waves, the back where it passes her shoulders almost feathery in texture. The face framed by the wild mane of hair is an exotic mix of European and Middle Eastern nations. Delicate and fragile her bone structure speaks of her mixed heritage, as do the large ruby shaded eyes.
xxxxxIt is the eyes that dominate the face; slightly almond shaped and forested by lashes so thick and dark you have to wonder if they are real. Her body is slender, svelte like that of a dancer. She moves with a quiet grace seemingly completely at home in her own skin. When she speaks it is with a soft accent to the words the tone soft, velvety and not unpleasing to hear. When she speaks it is not only with her words but her body as well her face betrays her every mood it seems.
xxxxxShe wears a smokey grey colored micro-mesh top, the color acting as a foil to her skin. Underneath for modestys sake, a coal dark sports bra keeps her contained. The over top tucks into a pair of faded jeans that have seen better days, patched in several places and others still needing to be mended. The jeans hug her lower body like an old friend loose enough to move in if she needed to. Worn combat boots on her feet are slightly newer in appearance than the jeans but look to be just as comfortable.


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Dot black.png Ordo Dracul: Might not be the family you were born to, though it is for life.


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Vital Stats

Full Name: Sabine ban Morardi
Appears As: Sabine
Apparent Age: Mid-to-Late 20s
Birthdate: June 16th, 1623
Virtue: Patience
Vice: Hot-Headedness
Sphere: Vampire
Covenant: Ordo Dracul
Clan: Nosferatu
Bloodline: Azerkatil
Coterie: None Yet.

Notable Stats

Skills Of Note
Stealth ••••
Investigation ••••
Academics •••
Eidetic Memory ••
Trained Ambidexterity ••
Fighting Style Chain Weapons •••


Emilie Autumn - Fight Like A Girl
My heart is a weapon of war
My voice is my weapon of choice
An eye for an eye, a heart for a heart
A soul for a soul
We fight for our dream, we fight to the death
We fight for control
There is no such thing as justice
All the best that we can hope for is revenge
A hostile takeover
An absolute rebellion to the end
This is our battle cry
I'm giving you a head start
You're going to need it