Name: Efraim Marion, or The Invisible One
Age: 25
Gender/Pronouns: agender & amab, they/them but ppl still refer to them with masculine pronouns bc ofc they do
Orientation: questioning, but probably ace-spec
Appearance: 5’6 with a thin, lanky frame. Their family is from Ottoman Syria, so their skin is olive with warm undertones and can get pretty dark in the summer. They have a narrow, diamond shaped face and a long, but soft looking nose, as well as dark, upturned eyes. Full lips, and a straight, prominent chin. Their hair is wild, dark, and curly, and often gets in their eyes. Has one earring piercing their right ear. Lol, not that you can see them, anyway. Just imagine the outline of a 5’6 tall thin blob for now. Their visible appearance is just very pretty so I had to describe it.
Personality: very quiet, to the point of being selectively mute. Has a rather soft, solemn disposition, and can stay still for a long period of time. Although they seem like a sad invisible statue on the outside, Efraim is a very deep thinker and feeler. It’s just difficult for them to express themselves externally, and the only way they can seem to do this is through art and painting. They also consider themselves a coward, and they often avoid conflict when they can. Their father used to always advise them to pray to God for courage, and Efraim has taken that to heart.
Backstory: Efraim was raised Jewish, and still considers themself to be a pretty religious person. As such, they never really became a thief until circumstances forced them too. Their mother died shortly after giving birth, and their father died when they were around eleven or so. In that time, their father taught them to read Hebrew and read the Tanakh with them often. Their father was an artist, and so he trained Efraim in his practice as well. After he died, his child was given over to an orphanage, but unlike many of the other children, Efraim didn’t become a thief then. No, that happened after they were let out of the orphanage and tried to make a living with their art. Due to the fact that Efraim is a Jewish artist living in the Victorian Era, that plan didn’t go very well, and despite any prayers for provision, no opportunities to get a job seemed to come. No one wanted a Jewish employee. And so, God forgive them, Efraim became a thief. You know the rest.
Other: Even if they’re a thief, they still try to maintain the practices their father taught them. As such, they are on a strictly kosher diet and try to pray three times a day.
Name: Mina Murray
Age: 26 in appearance, chronologically 75
Gender/Pronouns: cis female, she/her
Orientation: bisexual queeeen
Appearance: stands at about 5’5 with a curvy, pear-shaped body. Half-British and half-Romanian, and as such has ivory skin with olive undertones, as well as beauty marks here and there. She has a round, but thin face with a small nose and chin. Her bottom lip is fuller than her upper lip, and her eyes are green, but they turn red whenever she’s feeding on blood or experiencing intense emotions. Her hair is wavy, dark chocolate and pulled into loose coiffures. You’ll usually find her in dresses from the 1830s, and wearing spectacles. Her fangs are small and easily hid when in a poker-faced expression, but still deadly nonetheless.
Personality: oooo yikes uh, Jonathan’s death really did a number on this one. Mina was once very kind and compassionate, extroverted and responded to situations with levelheadedness. However, the death of her fiancé and a newfound need for blood warped her into something else. She became recluse, afraid to hurt or get close to others, and uh, very very depressed, we’ll say. After so many years, she’s become numb and tired as well. Sometimes her emotions and memories all come rushing back and she kinda goes insane, becoming harmful to herself and others. Regularly has s——dal thoughts and put herself out of her misery several times to no avail.
Backstory: Mina became an orphan at a young age, and was raised by her aunts for most of her human life. After she became a vampire, she would write letters to them occasionally and assuring them of her safety, but eventually she stopped in fear of accidentally luring them to the castle and having them as a meal. She did go out once to attend their funerals when they died though.
Additionally, after she became a vampire she gained the ability to speak to and control wolves. Before Dorian came along, they were her few companions. She also gained the ability to transform into a wolf, but only at night.
When she met Dorian, her mental health improved somewhat. Dorian was like her, someone whose funeral she would never have to attend. For a while it was nice, but then one day she remembered her friend from another life, Lucy. If she wasn’t careful, she would end up just like Lucy, drinking the blood of innocent children in a graveyard. So she left Dorian and tried to k—- herself for the second time, but without success.
Other: lowkey big tiddy goth gf
Name: Allan Quatermain
Age: 55
Gender/Pronouns: demi, he/they
Orientation: ace/aro, bc kindred spirits amirite?
Appearance: 5’2 (snickers) and a wiry, but muscular frame. All of his features are very angular, from his sharp jawline to their piercing heterochromia eyes. Even their hair and beard are kinda spiky, colored strawberry blonde, though has several white streaks due to aging, especially below his lip and at their temples.
Personality: the most I can think of rn is that they’re very gruff and surly, but also decently intelligent when it comes to surviving and hunting in the African Savanna.
Backstory: I’m not gonna add anything rn, but I might get some inspiration during the rp
Other: is probably going to go blind in one eye at some point.
