Post by Elenor on Aug 13, 2015 20:11:50 GMT
Elenor was born into the upper eschelons of English society, born into title and money.
Her mortal life was over shadowed by a violently abusive and unloving father, her mother did live past the girls third birthday,taking her own life after suffering from sever mental health issuse since the birth of her child.
Her farher,very well respected a lord and judge, never loved his daughter, the old fashion adage, he wanted a son.
Cold lovelessness certainly grew to hate quickly, the child was odd always talking to people unseen, the dreams, she was utterly crazy like she had made her mother.
His hate knew no physical bounds and Elenor is still left with the scars.
As soon as she was able to Elenor fled her home for the lights of London where she did what she had to to eat and live.
Happily cut off from her wealth for she was determined to stay hidden from her father, whom for all his hate still saw her as his property until a suitable and beneficial arrangement was found.
Elenor had only lived in London for a year, the dreams which had plauged her all her life began to become more frequent, but now there where the nightmares frim which she woke up screaming still feeling the flames on her skin.
It was one night after on a late walk to clear her head after yet another one of the dreams, that she was approached by a dark haired and copper skinned handsome man of about thirty years of age.
For a time she was lost in his eyes, not noticing anyone else around her, her called by another name yet it felt like her own. He spoke speaking of others but as if he was reffering to himself also
"We lost you once, but your sleeping redeemer has brought you back from the darkest depths and now I am to give you my life in payment for their failings, my sister Azizah"'
It was then she felt him gather her close to him and that was it until she awoke a few hours later human no longer.
Her Sire was sat waiting, he told of as much as he could about what she was, what she needed to do to survive.
Giving her a golden locket.
'This is my blood, it will protects you mark you as lhis..... my childer, his sister, twin. Find my fist, I am but a pale image of him."
It was then as if chord hadcbeen severed.
Her Sire uttered that his task was compleete that there could now only be one. Reaching for a candle he set himself aflame kneeling calmly as the flames consumned him.
Abandoned on the night of her embrace. She has chose to travel the world (as she longed to do in her mort al years) in search of others of her kind answers.
Finding them in the city of Hamilton.
Elenor and Azizah one and the same person and ainchant soul born, embraced twice and killed by another hatred and jelousy.
Now we start at beginning.....
Azizah born in Egypt fifteen years afer Christs birth in Nazareth.
One of opposit pair. She a gifted seere, her twin Malakai a gifted warrior, both lived under Roman rule.
Her brother served what was left of the Egyptian Royal family as one of their ellite guard.
It was there he met his twins future husband. Azizah and Fadi where wed within a few months.
Azizah was used to Malakai odd life, he was away offten, (fighting to break Romes hold in their land) and soon her husband followed suit.
Months passed again and both her brothet and husband changed utterly, her husband was convinced he wad the god Osiris reborn and her twin was absent even more offten.
Shortly after Azizah was met by a close friend of her brother who informned her that her brother feared for her safty and that he wad there to take her to a haven.
The pair left, in secret, with a tribe of nomads. Setting off through the deserts their destination only a few days travel away.
A destination Azizah would never live to see. As dusk fell a Roman battalion accousted them. Their general stepped forward demanding that she, Azizah to come forward or be given up. Non gave her away, even when the groups men where one by one put to death. It was Azizah who gave herself up.
The girl soon found herself on a small island off the coast of Rome.
It was there her mortal and imortal fates where soon to be sealed.
On the behest of and Elder Ventrue by the name of Eric, Azizah was brought across into the same clan as her twin (Malkavian), for information and vengence.
Azizah was not in the blood many nights, before Eric ordered her execution. Eric's childer Lysander (the very same general who'd cught her in Egypt) gladly carried out the order for his own reasons.
Azizah was left to the mercy of the dawn.
The story continued in Hamilton, all the truths where revealed and it ended up with Hamilton burning at the hands of now ainchant Ventrue with a old grudge and obessesion, it was Lysanders actions, their aftermath that have been the final crack in the mirror.
Now Elenor (or Azizah if you know her by that name) walks from town to town, trying to ease her mind as always has done.