Lyra Antoinette Clarson

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`` The Basics

Name: Lyra Antoinette Clarson

Age: 17

Gender: Female


`` About You

Race: Vampire

Class: Mage

Appearance (No Pictures): Lyra is very attractive, and she should be for a vampire. Although she doesnt have the sweet, kind look of the angels, she has the very...fiery and seductive look. Her skin is very, very pale, but if she spends too much time in the sun it turns a human's color (but only if she's in the sun for an entire day). Her face is angelic, but she's far from that. Complete with full, pink lips and large, dull gray eyes. Her teeth gleam the whitest of whites when she shoes them. Lyra tends to keep her finger nails long and a color, normally black. She is a very slim girl, but it doesnt raise alarm because, face it, who would it alarm?

Celebrity Claim: Lindsay Lohan

`` Everything Else

Family: Brother;;Chasely Clarson;;Deceased;;
Mother and Father unknown

Character History: Since she was small, Lyra had been an orphan. She had her brother, but that still wasnt much, since he was only 10 years older than her. Lyra never really knew her mother or father and her brother never took that empty hole in her heart, if you think she has a heart. She went through her life with only her brother as a companion, therefore making her want company in her later life. However, as she came to the double-digit years her warrior brother set off to do a warrior's duty. He sent her to live with his mage friend. Se agreed and as soon as she got there she bagan her mage training.

Lyra had always been a strong little vampire, so being a mage was easy for her. She was always learning new things, but it was hard for her since her master was an elf. So as she neared age 16 1/2, she couldnt restrain herself any longer. It was a quick fight because of her fastness and strenght, her teacher was dead and she quickly fell to the floor crying. So soon lyra was on her own. She searched out her brother thorough towns and such forth. After hearing he had made a name for himself as a animal slayer, she pushed off to find him.

Finally, she found him in Ingen Forest. Without thinking, she entered. The place was supposedly feared, but she didnt see anything wrong with it. Until she heard her brother's cry. Lyra ran towards him, but it was too late. There had been a puddle of blood but no brother. She declared him dead and went to find his body. It didnt happen, because she was jumped. She managed to stay awake long enough to dash out of the forest, but not before receiving a scar on the back of her neck. She rested for a while in the vampire city of Tofrar before heading on her way again, where she is now.

Other (Pets, Home...): Er...personality maybe? Lyra can be described easily. In two words: arrogent and intelligent. She is, in fact, very smart for one who grew up with a duller than a door-knob personality. It's easy for her to tell when someone is younger than her, even if their an elf, and she can also tell quickly whether or not they are good in their class. But arrogent, yes. Because of her arrogence, she can be quite a risk taker. Lyra acts as if she's not scared of what she does, but it's a facade. She's also pretty smug with the men and she likes to tease and joke with everyone she comes across, unless they look dangerous. However, she still has her natural adversion to other races, but in pubs and bars she's quite the chatter-box.

She doesnt have a home, since she wanders a lot and no pets. But Lyra does wish to stop wandering and maybe settle, but it's not as if that'll happen soon. :]

Role-Play Sample: "Chasely! Chasely are you here!" The forest was quite for a few seconds before Lyra's screams echoed back to her. She had never really seen what was wrong with Ingen Forest. She had been in here for hours so far and nothing bad had happened. The travelers who came in to the town she was at had said they had barely made it out with their lives. Of course they had been scrawny humans and she was an all powerful vampire. The girl scoffed at how worthless people could be.

Then she heard his scream. It was loud and annoying, but full of sheer terror. Her dull eyes lit up in horror as she pelted towards where the screaming came from. She, however, was much too late. Had she known Chasely's screams had just been echos maybe she wouldnt have gone further into the forest. But she didnt know any of that so when she darted between trees to follow the drying blood, she had no clue it was a futile effort. Lyra followed the path, getting further and further away from the main road. A final tear left her eyes as she gave up.

"he's dead..." She trailed off and plopped onto the soft ground. Lyra had completely forgotten where she was, but if she remembered it wouldnt have made a change. Roughly, she whipped her tears and crawled onto her hands and knees to stand again. She didnt get car before some kind of claws raked her neck. She let out a yelp and darted away, never looking back.