Lucrezia Oliphant

The Revenant

• Principal Information:

  • Era/Time/Universe: Modern
  • Current Residence: Unknown
  • Playstyle/Player Info: Separate Page

• Personal Information:

  • Birth Name: Lucrezia Anne Oliphant
  • Nickname/Alias/Titles: Crezia
  • Birth Date/Age: Born 11-11-1986 Died 11-10-2014 Raised 11-11-2014
  • Gender: Female
  • Sexuality: Heterosexual
  • Race/Nationality: Revenant (Born in the US)
  • Languages/Accent: English. She's noticed that she can speak to whomever speaks to her, regardless of language.

• Social Information:

  • Profession: Works for Initiative Security & Repair doing IT and invisible security.
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Society Standing: Pretty good before she died... now no one who knew her knows she's alive... so... nonexistent standing.
  • Religion: She isn't quite sure anymore.
  • Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

• Physical Information:

  • Skin Color/Texture: Very pale, she was tan at the time of her death, so in the right light, she can look like she has a fading tan, but otherwise she just looks pale. Smooth, cool to the touch, but pliable.
  • Hair Color/Length: Light strawberry blonde, past shoulder length, naturally wavy.
  • Face Description: Heart shaped face, almond eyes with long, thick, dark lashes. Carefully arched eyebrows, small but straight nose, and little to medium full lips.
  • Eye Color: Very pale and clear blue-gray.
  • Body Type: Small Frame
  • Height/Weight: 5'6" | 123lbs
  • Distinct Markings: There is a sigil on her back.
  • Distinct Scent: Bitter dark chocolate scent, with black raspberries and pomegranate
  • Handedness: Right Handed.
  • Overall Health: Uh... Dead? Well... Risen, but still dead.

• Notable Traits:

  • Personality: All the snark and sass, Lucrezia was a mild mannered person in life. She's turned over a new leaf in death. She has a hard time feeling emotions now. They are there, but they are very faint. So she often looks bored or blank when people talk to her for long periods of time. She can fake it, but she often forgets. Even in the face of danger, she barely shows a reaction other than ambivalence... almost like she thinks her time is being wasted. She is still respectful of most people, mostly.
  • Philosophy: "Death smiles at us all, all a man can do is smile back." - Marcus Aurelius
  • Mannerisms: So long as she is talking or interacting, she seems fairly normal. However, when she's left alone or 'at rest', she is disturbingly still. She doesn't breath, she doesn't normally blink unless she reminds herself to do so. She barely makes any noise either, so she has the nasty habit of accidentally sneaking up on people.
  • Talents: Apart from what she is, she doesn't think she has any real talents. She is pretty good with a hand gun.
  • Likes: She used to like spicey food... now she really loves sweets. Ice cream especially... or really hot chocolate with cream... anything that is very hot, or very cold, because she can feel it more than she can taste it.
  • Dislikes: Animals... they don't seem to like her much any more. Especially dogs.
  • Vices: She'll try anything once. She really likes Absinthe though... if it's on fire.

• Extra Information:

  • Weaknesses: She hasn't found one yet... just that she isn't the strongest supernatural entity out there... and she figures, if a necromancer found her who knew what they were doing... might be a problem for her.
  • Strengths: She is stronger, faster, and less fearless than she has ever been. In death, she's become wilder and less cautious of everything. She heals almost instantly, back to the state she was in when she died. Shattered bones, massive deep cuts through muscle and flesh, chest punctures, destroyed arteries... all return to normal.
  • Limits: She doesn't know her limits, she doesn't even know the necromancer that raised her. So she has a niggling fear in the back of her mind that keeps her from going too far. She scares herself sometimes... she just doesn't know how far she will go.
  • General Wear: Whatever.
  • Work Wear: Black, durable clothing, lots of pockets, and strong boots.
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