Viviana Rossellini

 It takes a special sort of person to always see the glass as half full. It takes a very special revenant to be all smiles in a room full of rictus scowls. Although everyone in her life looked like Night of the Living Dead, she still felt the warmth of their old bones and enjoyed talking with all of her invisible friends. Once the nature of her blood and aptitude were apparent, she was given so many fun books and play things from her extended family, eagerly pouring into studies on existence and the greater world around her. But the Rossellini aren't particularly known for their kindness, and her isolation from the broader world developed her into a....peculiar sort of person. She seemingly lacks all concept of social norms and proprieties. 

She became an adept necromancer in time, learning all of the little intracules of the veil, the meaning and power behind rituals and blasphemy. She became fluent in Latin and English, learning the power of words and what they hold. Over time, however, she came too familiar with the land of the dead. Of course, mama and papa did not have kind things to say of spirits. Wicked resentful things, they told her. Only trust your family. Do not suffer a wraith to scorn you, lest he come to scorn you in this life and the next. But she thought she could be friends with the ghosts. She learned against this all too quickly. Ghosts were like dogs who needed to be broken in. Then you can walk with them by your side without a leash! But only after making sure they are housebroken.

It was a debate, amongst the Giovanni, as to what to do with this prodigal child. The more political minded are always warry of their ancient rivals gaining the upper hand in their long game of Succession. The more book-minded ones, however, had no desire to let such an interesting creature languish away in the land of the living. In the end, the Anziani struck an accord: she would be sired, but it would be by a nobody within the Milliner branch of the Family. All of the trappings of death but without the potency to present much of a risk. And so she was shuffled off, chaperoned by the family goons to Baltimore, so that the arrangement could take place. But as to where she lands in the grander machinations of the Jyhad, no one can say for sure.....