# Viviana Rossellini
### Overview
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Just when you thought that a family of incestuous necromantic vampires couldn't get any more messed up, in comes the Rossellini. Viv has been nearly hand-crafted from the twisted lineage of a family so entwined in death magic that it's in her blood - literally. As a revenant, she never knew what a normal human life was like. Everyone she's seen looked to be a pale mockery of what they were. Although she lived in a dreary and macabre world, she is a bright and cheery girl. Always inquisitive, always looking on the bright side. If everything looks dreary, who's to say what cheery even looks like? Almost every skull she sees seems to have a smile on their face!
Appearance
Unconventional Looks
11110
Willpower
11111 11100
00000 00000
Blood Pool
11111 11111
11000 00000
Language (Italian, Latin, English)
Mental
0
Precocious (Stealth)
Mental
3
Infectious Bite
Physical
2
Freebies (19/19): 9 Backgrounds 3 Willpower 7 Merits
Experience: 4 Strength 2 4 Charisma 2 6 Occult 4 7 New Path (The Ash Path) 4 Path (The Ash Path) 2 8 Path (The Ash Path) 3
Gear (Carried)
Ritual Dagger, Necromancy Ingredients, Mortician's Tools, Fetters, Cell Phone, Purse
Feeding Grounds
Graveyards
Havens
TBD
Equipment (Owned)
Vehicles
2009 Honda Civic
Other
She's gorgeous if you're into anorexia and heavy eye shadow. She's often wearing elaborate make-up, the only thing that put some personality to all of the dead faces she's seen. Despite looking like a corpse, she often has a bright and cherry smile ready for everyone she meets. The ones on this side of the Veil, at any rate...
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.....