Name: Nyxus
Age: Looks 19
Race: Vampire
Height: 5' 8''
Weight:132 lb.

Just some background info: Wizards, witches, suicides, and those cursed by the church or their families were believed to become vampires at death.

I'll use a poem as my bio. Nyxus is still human at the beginning
just hope it isn't too adulty in the middle ^^; I tried to be subtle with it.

Bio:

Never have I felt such ...
betrayal.

This night, there are no stars
the great moon even hides its face from thee
to look upon you now is a disgrace
you have shamed yourself, and so, shamed me.

I thought of you only perfection,
in that lavishing scarlet hair
men bowed down before you
though you were no royal heir.

I was your fallen angel
we would never stray
until that cruel night
you stole a part of me away...

Just one more day
and we were to wed
you were acting strangely
forcing me in your bed.

I shant to detail it again
you do not deserve such burst
but when that night was over
you became my first.

What you stole from me
I can never replace
and now the world shuns us
for our hormonal disgrace.

Never again did I know
the man I held above
Abusive, cruel
and purged of all love.

You of all people
whom I regarded most high
stripped me of my virginity
and now you must die.

This starless, moonless, loveless night
I cleave the throat that ensued my blight.

Oh Nyx, Greek goddess of this unholy night
bequeath upon me death, that I may make this right.

The only warmth that awaits me now, I'm sure
are the fires of hell to burn me pure.

Death is upon me
my senses slowly leaving
I cannot wait much longer
my heart I will be cleaving.

Only a simple thrust it takes
through the fragile human heart
I feel myself dying
my life slowly falls apart.

But why am I still here?
Why can I still see?
Was the salvation of death
too good for me?

The moon waxes brightly
shining down upon me
the Greek goddess of night Nyx
had heard my tearful plea.

She knelt in close
and with her power she healed me
but her healing was different
strangley, it killed me.

Odd it was, yes
I knew I was dead
But Nyx worked on
my body was shed.

Close but not quite
she worked with a diligent grace
she created a new body
with her warm embrace.

I was whole again.
Free from the battered body of my past
from my sadistic fiance
and from my last.

Odd it was though
my skin was pale as death.
I searched to ask Nyx why
but she had already left.
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Odd place to leave off, I know. But I have this curse called laziness to thank for that. I'll just paraphrase the rest.

From there Sanko (that was Nyxus' earthen name) discovers the halberd Nyx left for her. She then changed her name to Nyxus to honor Nyx. Of course she eventually finds out that she's pale because she's a vamp now. Over the years she picks up the art of black magic ... and it begins to consume her every though, as does her lust for blood. Her emotions harden, she's more like Nyx's brother Erebus, one of the sons of chaos in Greek mythology. The irony of it is that now she's treating people like her fiancé did her.

That is, until Lani comes in. But that's a different story...

Hair color: Raven Black
Eye color: Vermilion

Appearance: By the brazing light of day she cloaks herself in a hooded mantle, only in the darkness of night will she reveal herself. Two long and wispy, raven bangs frame her face, brushing against her ivory skin. Pale, yes, but not scantly built. Her build is the marriage of masculine and feminine. Drabbed in garments darker than twilight, she boast her gothic style amongst others that roam at night. The jingle of a chain can often be heard as she walks. Dangling from her waist it stands out well against her black pants, but is hidden during the day by her mantle.

Personality: The paleness of her skin is quite misleading. She is, by no means, soft-spoken anymore. Nyxus will make it clear if she doesn't like someone, there are few she holds dear. Mainly because she's afraid of getting hurt again. Yes, even with the power she has she's still emotionally unstable. Nyxus' a bit of a pyromaniac, hence the purification through the flames of hell 0_o and likes to see things burn, and bleed, especially bleed. Truth be told, she may be a bit sadistic herself now...

Weapon: Nyxus wields long handled halberd enchanted with Nyx's power. She, of course, specializes in black magic. Fire, being one of her favorite things, is another stronghold in in her mage abilities.

Notes: Nyxus' chronological age is actually 116 but she is kept forever youthful by the blood of others. So biologically she's around 19. Nyxus also carries a small vial of blood by her waist to replenish her youth if she starts to age