Name: Liea Eden Rivas
Calling Name: Miss Liea, Rivas
Age: 346 years old
Hair color: White
Eye Color: Turquoise/ Emerald green
Birthday: November 28th
Relationships: Great friends with Sadia, Partner's in crime with Antonio, Acquaintance with Tyrone
Race: Vampire - changed
Occupation: Theif, con-artist
- Paranoid: Due to her upbrining Liea is very paranoid about those around her
- Cautious: She's careful with everything that she does, whether it's a mission, or just taking a walk.
- Shy: She's pretty shy around those she doesn't know, but she does like to meet new people.
- Artsy: She loves to paint and make things
- Stealthy: When she wants to be she can be as quiet as a mouse, and as fast as a cheetah.
- Gentle hearted: She can't bear to see others in trouble or pain. She wants to do what's right, but she knows she can't always do that.
Background: Liea grew up as a poor girl in a poor family in 1667. She was the only child of a farmer and a his wife. Her father, was a often angry man with a hot headed personality. Whenever money was tight, he would spend whatever little money they had on booze. He would lash out at both Liea and her mother. Her mother would often rush to her rescue and take most of the beating herself. After one of her father's rampages Liea would be left to tend her mother's wounds. One year, when Liea was around seven years old, her father went too far. He beat her mother into a coma. Liea tried her best to take care of her mother, but it wasn't long before her mother passed away. Her father blamed her death on Liea for years after that. He began to drink more, and in turn he beat Liea more, and abused her in more ways than she could ever imagine. Some days he'd stumble home from the pub with his drunk friends, forcing Liea to tend to their every whim. When they didn't need her anymore they'd lock her in the back room. Sometimes it'd take days for her father to come and unlock the door for her. When most girls were having their own families and marriages at seventeen, Liea still was trapped at home. She had long since accepted that this was what her life was going to be like. One day, when her and her father were walking down the trail back from the market, Liea did something to set her father off. Without hesitating he punched her square in the head, knocking her down to the ground. After years of malnutrition and abuse Liea's body couldn't get back up. Even with each sharp, painful kick her father threw into her ribs, she couldn't block it. The last thing she remembers is her father pushing her into a lake with his foot, not wanting to even touch her. She felt happy for a moment, as the cold dark water consumed her. She was finally free from her torment and pain, even if she went to hell, she was sure it'd be better than the life she was forced to endure. Right before she fell asleep for the final time, she noticed a black figure approach her. When she woke up she was what she is - a vampire.
Likes: Music, stealing, exotic items, sadistic blood, nighttime, animals, her friends, sweets, meadows, flowers, bunnies, cats, dogs
Dislikes: Sun, abuse, judgement, manipulation, war, large animals, fire, water
Extra: She's a great cook
Solitude is both comforting and horrorfying
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