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Not the real Athenodora Volturi; Role Play (offline)
 Ciao! I am Athenodora Gisabelle Volturi. I was born to Lisandro and Jesiberia Moerhia in the year 1776. I showed the obvious signs of beauty at a very young age, an Aryan. A girl of flawlessness in every way. I was a extact copy of my mother. Perfect. At the age of 16, my life changed, my parents were murdered by a man of the name Fransica Franco. He not only took away my parents but my innocence,and my purity. I ran away for 2 years, long and painful. I was poor, and homeless girl on the street. I was afraid to lose more than I had already. Soon enough, the vile Fransica Franco was killed by what seemed to be an animal. This brought relief to my heart and my mind. Still, I had no where to go and no food to eat. I resourced to the lowest stature I could. I became a wench. A prostitute. A whore. The summer of my 19th year, three men walked into the tavern where I stayed and worked. All were tall and handsome, but one stood out to me. Silky, white hair, the palest skin. All three seemed to dance as they walked, his waltz more stunning than the others. They were so graceful, and by the sight of their clothing, they were very wealthy. Gispepe, my boss, ordered me, his prettiest girl, to serve the men in whatever way they wished. The eldest looking of the three smiled at me, nudged his company, and they all three vanished. Weeks went by, and I could never get my mind of the man with the White hair. For the first time, I felt this strange emotion. I felt love, lust, passion, and need pulsating through my veins for this man. One night, he alone returned. He asked to see me privately. When I saw his stunning figure waltz into my room, my heart melted just as it did the first time I ever saw him. I walked over to him, and embraced him. After that first kiss, there was no stopping our passion. I realized then, this is what love was. He is what love was. After the act was done, he lay next to me. I looked into his eyes. Red--Blood red. He then introduced himself. Ciaus. A beautiful name for a beautiful man. These encounters continued for many, many months-until my 20th year. On that day, he killed me. Literally. His soft, cold lips touched me in a way I will never forget. He proved his love by turning me into his mate. I was, and forever remain to be, his mate. Full Name: Athenodora Status: Vampire Date of Birth: 1776 Date of Change: 1796 Hair color: Blond Eye color: Vampire Burgundy Height: 5'8 Physical description: Bella sees the wives as “drifting, waifish black-cloaked figures” as well as “fair-haired with powdery skin and filmed eyes.” (BD36) Special Talents: So many have said I'm the weakest one in the Volturi. That may be true as far as strength goes because I have no gift. And the fact that I don't fight with them doesn't help either. But the truth is I'm still a Vampire therefore I'm still stronger then most of you. But what I do for the Volturi doesn't need to be out and about. I protect them in a way. Not like they protect me so to speak but I watch over them all. No one will fuck with my coven and I'm the first one to make sure of that. Occupation: Volturi Wife Family members: She is the mate of Caius and a member of the Volturi. (BD-VI) Personal history:
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