Beatrix Thorne
Overview
Basics
Attributes
Abilities
Advantages
Merits & Flaws
Rituals & Paths
Experience & Derangements
Protean 2 - 7fr
Animal Ken 3 - 2fr
Intelligence 3 - 5fr
Expanded Backgrounds
Rights & Possessions
Blood Bonds/Vinculi
Description
History
Beatrix Thorne is a large monster of a woman, mute, with a special interest in bugs of all manner. She was always a loner. She could never get along with other people growing up. Not because she was mute. No it was because she was just a weirdo. Why spend time with people when you could go around messing with trees, and bugs. When she was very young some of the kids would stay around her, but as she got older between her oddities and being queer she secluded herself more and more. She started getting into fights, it was the best way to keep people off her back, by pushing them away first. Making distance.
It wasn't long until she felt like the only thing she had were those special interests. Arthropods, spiders, insects, even crabs had such interesting social groups.
Eventually she decided to settle on apiology. She wanted to study bees, have a little apiary at home. Maybe she would sell it, do this work professionally. Whatever the case, she never really had the chance to move on to anything like that.
After graduation Beatrix went into work. She wasn't able to find a job doing what she wanted, but at the end of a day, when you need somewhere to live job is a job. Going home at night took a long walk, you could rarely decide where you wanted to live. She kept a knife on her for self defense, but this one night it wouldn't make a difference.
A beast attacked her. She did everything she could to fight it, elbowing it, pulling its hair. She did her best to fight back, getting in a slash, and a stab, but there was no way she could over power it. The beast sank its teeth into her, and began to drink deeply from her.
Then she woke up dead.
The embrace was pain. Hell. Fire going through her veins and bones and muscle as the change changed her. More bestial, even larger than she was before.
At first, she was pissed, then she talked to her new sire. The sire didn't know ASL, but they were able to talk through their phones.
Once she got used to being a vampire she rather liked it. She was already a loner, and the reclusive life style really fit her. She liked the strength, though the new height could make things annoying if not just much more difficult. Hell on earth trying to be a girl who's taller than Shaq.
After years of unlife she was able to make something for herself. She was finally going to have her apiary that she dreamed of, but she already knew what would happen. She took one taste of it, and knew right away her fears had become real. One of the things she learned early, was the taste of ash. She hoped, that some how honey wouldn't... She was not that fortunate.
Recently she's begun experimenting, perhaps there's a way to fix this. *Perhaps.*