Name: Izabel Moretti
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual preference: Been known to dabble in female relationships when its good for her, but mostly males. So mostly straight would be the best term.
Race: Human
Personality: Italian princess would best describe her. She isn’t afraid of getting slightly dirty if need be, but she expects people to treat her with the upmost respect. She is also pretty use to getting what she wants from people. Slightly manipulative in the way she will say anything to get what she wants. Is very realistic when it comes to her own bodily strength, but has a tongue sharper than knives and twice as quick.
Skills/Abilities: None that are extra special. Perhaps fashion/makeup? But that doesn’t count here.
Bio: Izable the daughter of a well-to-do family. This has given her the chance to travel around the world. She is fluent in English and French, it was needed to impress “daddy’s” clients. The father realized when Izabel was a small girl that people enjoyed her company. She exceeded charisma and was always rather pretty. Her most striking feature her eyes and her full lips, which with age attracted her many of gentle man caller even at the age of twelve. It was around then she learned that she could twist people emotions to achieve a final goal. And soon she started to work her charm on her father as well.
By the age of sixteen, Izabel was probably once of the most well traveled people in the world. She insisted that when her father went any where new or exciting that she would come with. Having a knack for every subject private tutors were hired for her to accompany her on her travels. It was around the age of fifteen that male tutors were no longer acceptable. Thus only females were brought to be her companions. As naughty as it may sound it was then she learned to be bi-curious when things became dull or she felt it was an advantage to her. The women were always fresh out of college and the older than she looked, Izabel, could seduce and deceive many of those that came her way.
When she turned eighteen she found that she was rather good at business and handled some of her father’s trips all by herself. Finding that she no longer needed daddy be around to protect her, Izabel went out nights and partied hard. Always it seemed that she was perfect and ready the next day. At her last party, in England, someone slipped something in her drink. She passed out merely thinking she drank too much though when she would wake she would find that wasn’t the case.
Other: Tattoo on her left hip of a turtle
Current Master: ***
