Name: Leonteva Airadur
Nickname(s): Snow White or Leon
Age: 100+
Apparent age: 18
Birthday: November 6th, 1800s
Species: I'm a Succubus Faery, darling. Duh.
Gender: Female
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Inky Black
Skin tone: Pale, hence my nickname of Snow White.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: Oh c'mon. You know better.
Body build: Lean, but curvy.
Talents:
Sculpturing
Dancing
Lying
Stealing
Creative Writing
Flaws/Disabilities:
Callous (I'm sorry, was I suppose to care?)
Impish (I'll show you how a real Faery does it~)
Squeamish (Don't show me that!)
Powers: Semi-Immortality- Go without the need for food, water, and air while becoming immune to things such as disease.
Wing Manifestation - Not necessarily flight, more of a glide.
Likes:
Television, because they move.
Alcohol, whiskey especially.
Weaklings, they're like children to me.
Dolls, I have a pretty big collection.
Dislikes:
Not getting what I want.
Girly drinks.
Humorless people.
Emotional situations.
Personality: Leon is the beguiling siren, she lures victims into her web. She goes after anyone who has something she wants, and she wants a lot. But she does her best to make the victim want to be deceived. An expert at seduction of every variety, she uses her charms to get her way. Don’t be fooled by her claims of love – it’s all a lie. She is also an uncompromising extremist, she does wrong in the name of good. She justifies hers action by her intent, and merely shrugs her shoulders at collateral damage. Anyone not an ally is an enemy, and therefore, fair game. Give up any hope of showing her the error of her ways – she firmly believes you are wrong, wrong, wrong.
Bio: Leon was born in the Fae District somewhere within Russia and it was sealed off for good reason. It was far away from the Hume (what humans were called) and their stupid hunters, but that was another story. She was beautiful and embraced it because she resembled her mother, whom she only glanced at in pictures. Leon lived with her aristocratic aunt and uncle in a mansion of a house and would receive suitors of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, Vampires, etc. They were all for fun though since her aunt raised her better than to just run off with the first Fae that sung sweet words of love and looked good.
She did marry though. A naughty witch named Orate Airadur and he was gorgeous to her. Leon fell in love with him and accepted his proposal much to her aunt's dismay. Her wedding gift to him was a gold pendant which he loved. He was a merchant who was always selling his black magic around towns and one day, he went too far. Orate went missing and worried his wife a great deal when no letters came saying that he was going to be late or there was a delay. She decided she would not wait any longer and traveled the same route as he did before going missing. When she reached the town, it was burned to the ground. Ashes and smoke surrounded her as she delved deeper and in the middle of it all were several stakes with charred skeletons on them. She identified her husband quickly because of his pendant around his neck. Suddenly, she was a very depressed widow.
Leon was moved back in with her family and distracted herself with sex, drinking, and attending most parties, but nothing made her feel better. A hate for hunters grew in the pit of her heart and she wanted to find the source of her grief. The very ones who murdered her love and that town of innocent Fae. The scent of hunters were close and she quickly found the ones responsible, killing them slowly. She didn't even want to return back home. The Hume world was so interesting to her and she walked around aimlessly for years.
She fell into routine of luring wealthy men and making them love her and then she makes them do crazy things for her. She loved how easily influenced humans were. All the way up to the 21st century. Having realized her education was lacking in some areas, Leon enrolled in this Black Rose Academy. Yum.
Family: Aunt Nikita and Uncle Evan.
