♦Ambrosia Rykem ♦
❧Main
Name: Ambrosia Rykem
Nick Names: Dislikes nicknames
Alias: Key Wynter
Alliance: Lune De Sang
Race: Shapeshifter (Werewolf)
❧Physical Characteristics
Age: 347
Hair: Black
Eyes: Red
Skin Tone: Pale, chalky white
Ethnicity: French (Speaks without accent in English)
Scars, Birthmarks, Tattoos: Red tribal arm tattoos from her shoulder to her wrists
Height: Five ft three inches
Weight: 130lbs
Marital Status: Single
Physical Structure: A short hourglass figure, easily mistaken for a vampyre.
Orientation: Straight
❧Personal Info
Alignment: Undecided
Criminal Record: Revolutionist (France), wanted for crimes against the country of France, Germany, and Russia.
Level of Education: High School graduate
Current Occupation: None
Past Occupations: Spy, Assassin, interior decorator, fashion designer, survivalist, survival guide and sheep herder.
Family:
Mother: Falicia Collette Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 29, death due to child birth complications])
Father: Gerarde Vigrance Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 31, Death due to suicide
(Younger)Brother: Failen Braisen Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 14, death due to disease, still unknown of what kind.)
Lovers, Friends, and Others: Not many are trusted or trust.
❧Personal:
Personality: Easily angered, sometimes a little too numb to situations, rather shady.
People Skills: Good actor around people who need to be won over.
Goals: Blend in with the Vampyres to gain information.
Fears: Being vulnerable, and developing deep affections or connections to someone.
Favorites: sea food and traditional french dishes. Freedom of the night, stargazing, making things, snow, cold, ice, hunting.
Role Model: Her mother in her everlasting confidence, love, and strength
Catch Phrase/Motto: "I dont think of it as lying. I think of it as more of expert acting."
❧Skills,Abilities, and Powers
Skills: Agility, skill to move about quickly and quietly, deceiving
Abilities: Strength, courage and stubbornness
Powers: Other than the regular Lycan powers she has the power of Scent deprivation (ability to smell like someone/something else.
Weaknesses: Regular Lycan weaknesses, smell of food after a long time without, paranoia about sounds and smells, fire, and hot days.
Technology/Weapons/Paraphernalia: Carries a long blade adorned with black and red, a small pistol, a small set of throwing knifes, hidden within her clothing.
❧History:
She was born to a beautiful young mother and a loving father, in the lovely country of France on March 29th, 1665 when the Black Death was still a very real danger. Louis XIV, a king who had seemed to live a bit to long for her families tastes, was at rule at this time. Her mother died when she was but a few years old while giving birth to her younger brother. Her father committed suicide only a couple years after that, leaving Ambrosia, a small child, and her brother, just learning how to speak. Their neighbors took over their home, using it as an Inn; France was expanding, and so many strange newcomers started coming into the land. One summer night Ambrosia was fetching some wine from her father's cellar. The cellar itself was quite a walk from the house, especially in the dark. Being still a young, 16 year old girl she feared going into the dark alone; especially with such wild tales of beasts wandering in the dark. A suave man came from the dark and offered her a small cookie. Ambrosia was shy and scared, and so she ran away. This was a mistake she would live to regret for over 300 years. Running away triggered something in the man to chase and all of the sudden this man wasn't a man at all, he was a great wolf. After being torn up badly, her legs eaten to the bone, she lay fallen, barley alive under a near full waxing moon. She cried out to it as the entire day; but with such a broken voice none heard her but the lonely moon. The night after was her first transformation into a wolf. That was back in 1681. She rushed back to the Inn, where her brother sat worrying about her all night. She explained to him what happened and they both ran away from their "home". After a few weeks of being on their own they had both found minor jobs and were sleeping on the streets with rats. Though Ambrosia didn't mind this because of her new powers, she worried for her younger brother. after years old barley getting by he began to show signs of a strange illness. He tried to wave it off as nothing but it began to get worse...and worse... until he could barley get up from their small ally corner. Neither of them could afford medicine and barley made enough money to get by on bread and cheese. Ambrosia watched her brother slowly die hour by hour. Ever since she had been wandering about, taking jobs on what she could, going wherever she pleased growing bitter and untrustworthy over the years.
Theme Song:
"Mademoiselle Noir"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNGq16nHr-Q&list=PLHHli-2l0-bKbIdNIKtWDt1fqyWrTJSY6&feature=mh_lolz
❧Main
Name: Ambrosia Rykem
Nick Names: Dislikes nicknames
Alias: Key Wynter
Alliance: Lune De Sang
Race: Shapeshifter (Werewolf)
❧Physical Characteristics
Age: 347
Hair: Black
Eyes: Red
Skin Tone: Pale, chalky white
Ethnicity: French (Speaks without accent in English)
Scars, Birthmarks, Tattoos: Red tribal arm tattoos from her shoulder to her wrists
Height: Five ft three inches
Weight: 130lbs
Marital Status: Single
Physical Structure: A short hourglass figure, easily mistaken for a vampyre.
Orientation: Straight
❧Personal Info
Alignment: Undecided
Criminal Record: Revolutionist (France), wanted for crimes against the country of France, Germany, and Russia.
Level of Education: High School graduate
Current Occupation: None
Past Occupations: Spy, Assassin, interior decorator, fashion designer, survivalist, survival guide and sheep herder.
Family:
Mother: Falicia Collette Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 29, death due to child birth complications])
Father: Gerarde Vigrance Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 31, Death due to suicide
(Younger)Brother: Failen Braisen Rykem (French, Deceased [aged: 14, death due to disease, still unknown of what kind.)
Lovers, Friends, and Others: Not many are trusted or trust.
❧Personal:
Personality: Easily angered, sometimes a little too numb to situations, rather shady.
People Skills: Good actor around people who need to be won over.
Goals: Blend in with the Vampyres to gain information.
Fears: Being vulnerable, and developing deep affections or connections to someone.
Favorites: sea food and traditional french dishes. Freedom of the night, stargazing, making things, snow, cold, ice, hunting.
Role Model: Her mother in her everlasting confidence, love, and strength
Catch Phrase/Motto: "I dont think of it as lying. I think of it as more of expert acting."
❧Skills,Abilities, and Powers
Skills: Agility, skill to move about quickly and quietly, deceiving
Abilities: Strength, courage and stubbornness
Powers: Other than the regular Lycan powers she has the power of Scent deprivation (ability to smell like someone/something else.
Weaknesses: Regular Lycan weaknesses, smell of food after a long time without, paranoia about sounds and smells, fire, and hot days.
Technology/Weapons/Paraphernalia: Carries a long blade adorned with black and red, a small pistol, a small set of throwing knifes, hidden within her clothing.
❧History:
She was born to a beautiful young mother and a loving father, in the lovely country of France on March 29th, 1665 when the Black Death was still a very real danger. Louis XIV, a king who had seemed to live a bit to long for her families tastes, was at rule at this time. Her mother died when she was but a few years old while giving birth to her younger brother. Her father committed suicide only a couple years after that, leaving Ambrosia, a small child, and her brother, just learning how to speak. Their neighbors took over their home, using it as an Inn; France was expanding, and so many strange newcomers started coming into the land. One summer night Ambrosia was fetching some wine from her father's cellar. The cellar itself was quite a walk from the house, especially in the dark. Being still a young, 16 year old girl she feared going into the dark alone; especially with such wild tales of beasts wandering in the dark. A suave man came from the dark and offered her a small cookie. Ambrosia was shy and scared, and so she ran away. This was a mistake she would live to regret for over 300 years. Running away triggered something in the man to chase and all of the sudden this man wasn't a man at all, he was a great wolf. After being torn up badly, her legs eaten to the bone, she lay fallen, barley alive under a near full waxing moon. She cried out to it as the entire day; but with such a broken voice none heard her but the lonely moon. The night after was her first transformation into a wolf. That was back in 1681. She rushed back to the Inn, where her brother sat worrying about her all night. She explained to him what happened and they both ran away from their "home". After a few weeks of being on their own they had both found minor jobs and were sleeping on the streets with rats. Though Ambrosia didn't mind this because of her new powers, she worried for her younger brother. after years old barley getting by he began to show signs of a strange illness. He tried to wave it off as nothing but it began to get worse...and worse... until he could barley get up from their small ally corner. Neither of them could afford medicine and barley made enough money to get by on bread and cheese. Ambrosia watched her brother slowly die hour by hour. Ever since she had been wandering about, taking jobs on what she could, going wherever she pleased growing bitter and untrustworthy over the years.
Theme Song:
"Mademoiselle Noir"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNGq16nHr-Q&list=PLHHli-2l0-bKbIdNIKtWDt1fqyWrTJSY6&feature=mh_lolz
