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Her name is Raven Bellthoff, or "the White Raven" to some later in life. Is a beautiful Breton woman born with snow-white hair and piercing Silver colored eyes. She was born in the second era of 322 to a high noble couple in the city of Wayrest. Raven was a quiet baby and never cried much even after birth. throughout her childhood, she was doted on by her loving mother and waited on by her many servants.

Her father was one of High Rock's most successful businessmen, owning his own fleet of trade caravans and ships selling many fine goods all throughout High Rock and parts of Skyrim and Hammerfell. Raven's father was never around much, when he did return home he never gave Raven very much attention, mostly a quick smile and a tussle of the hair before he adjourned to his study to do paperwork and command the servants before leaving again after a quiet meal in the evenings.
As Raven got older (9) she was tutored by the finest teachers of literature, writing, magic and ladylike etiquette her family's vast wealth could afford. Raven even got a Swordmaster to show her a few moves as well every now and then when she could escape her ever-watchful mother's gaze and nosy servants. Her mother never liked her skipping off to go mingle with the soldiers.

"you're a lady you shouldn't be speaking to those brutes nor should you be swinging axes around like them, it's unbecoming of your status dear" she would complain
"I'm not "swinging around axes" Mother, he's training me in the use of swords, a much more elegant weapon wouldn't you think?"
Raven and her mother would argue back and forth for hours, and her mother would always insist that she act like a lady and study.

Her prattling never really stuck however, Raven acted like a lady sure but not like one of those wimpy, limp-wristed noble ladies her mother is always trying to get her to meet.
A few years later Raven (16) has come of age to become a young wife, her fine snow-white hair has grown longer, her feminine features are taking shape and she has begun to get noticed by many noble lords and princes. Raven's mother nags her incessantly to choose one and get married.
But Raven doesn't feel ready yet and doesn't want to get married. not that that stops her mother from inviting nobles from all over the city to meet her. A few were even kind of cute.
When Raven turned 18 she finally decided to choose a husband, she still didn't want to but her parents kept insisting and Nagging her to marry so to shut them both up for a minute she finally conceded and chose a young noble by the name of Ren Berard.

He was a strong and rather dashing man, strong, fine clothes, a square chin, medium-length well-kept hair in a ponytail, sharp light green eyes, and a tongue that would cut steel. (he had a sharp tongue -was quite witty)
Raven, her mother, and father (amazingly) had a lavish supper that night with Raven's potential suitor so that they all could get to know Ren a little better, share stories and boast about there various accomplishments and so forth, well, the men did that is. until there was a rather sudden knock at the front door. *Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!* "Who could that be?" asked Mother "I don't know" remarked Father "Zeben Door!" yelled Father and a Redguard entered the room "of course sir" Said Zeben as he made his way to the front door.
*Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!* the knocking continued. Raven heard the front door open but nothing else for a moment as Ren and her father continued to boast and chat about life's pleasures.
When suddenly a large man came bursting through the doorway from the front hall behind Raven's mother. it all happened so quickly one moment everyone was surprised by the sudden intrusion, the next the unknown man raises a hand held crossbow and puts a bolt through Raven's mother's head a moment later another man comes behind her father grabs his hair pulls his head back and slits his throat Blood gushes from his neck as Raven's father gurgles and chokes on his own blood and suddenly falls still.

Raven Screams with utter shock and absolute terror as Ren, recovered from the shock quickly gets up from his chair and draws his blade, but before his blade can even leave its sheath all the way he gets a bolt in the chest, after a brief moment he topples over. Raven screamed at the site of her now dead mother, father and betrothed, tears rushing down her face mixing with blood spatter from her father then suddenly .. black.
Raven awakens presumably hours later in what seems to be a large campsite with many rough-looking men around drinking, laughing, puking "well well looks like the pretty princess has finally come too" one of the men croaks, another man yells "Oi boss!, she's awake!"

A moment later a giant of a man comes out of one of the larger tents and slowly thunders his way over to Raven, the ground shaking with every step. the giant crouches in front of her
"Hello" he growls with a crooked grin, teeth yellow, breath foul. the giant turns his head and spits then turns back still grinning, he wipes drool off the corner of his mouth "A little birdie tells me you're looking for a husband .he, hehe"
Raven's eyes widen, her skin turns pale and she gags a little
"HM!? what you don't like me? what am i not "Noble" enough for you?" he says clearly insulted by her gesture. knowing that if he hit her he'd take her head off, the giant gets up and turns, "Hey Dregow smack this cow would ya" The bandit named Dregow a lanky little man quickly runs up to her and like a whip smacks Raven across the face. she collapses as Dregow cackles maniacally "Hey boss, c-can i do that again?"
The boss looks at him and Dregow quickly slinks away clearly scared of him.
Raven weakly lifts herself back up and the Boss bandit crouches down again "You're mine now, you're going to be my plaything until i break you and you are no longer appealing to me, then, i guess i'll let my men have there way wit ya ..he he he he"

Raven whimpers "Please..no" before the giant grabs her by the throat and drags her into his tent. her screams could be heard for miles that night as the giant rapes her, again and again. After a while the giant tosses her out of his tent, naked and covered in... filth "Clean the cow up" the giant yells from within his tent, two men then grab her by her hair, over to a cage. they toss her in and grab a bucket used to fill the horse troughs and toss water on her.
"eh, good enough" one of the bandits says as the two walk away laughing "Toss me another beer!" another man yells out.
later that night while most of the bandits were sleeping, Raven lay naked, weak and broken in her cage, crying, going mad, when she raised her eyes and noticed fog rolling in through the moonlight breaking through the tree branches, Raven quietly whimpers to herself, as she puts her face into her hands. suddenly she hears branches creaking and twigs snapping, it takes her a moment but she again raises her eyes upward and notices a tall dark figure standing above her. looking down upon her ..with glowing red eyes. "You Poor thing" he says solemnly

"Who?" she mutters before the man reaches for the cage door and somehow rips it from its hinges and tossing it aside like parchment. the man crouches down to her "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to get you out of here" he says as he unhooks his elegant black cape and wraps it around Raven and scoops her up in his arms and begins jumping away with acrobatic skill Raven has never seen before. Branch by branch the two traveled farther and farther away from that hell. Raven feeling an overwhelming sense of safety at last, faints.

Raven briefly regains consciousness seeing three pale women washing her skin, Raven blacks out again. When Raven finally regains her senses and wakes she finds herself in a large cushy bed and a large reagle bedroom fit for royalty, dressed in a silk nightgown. "where?" she whispers to herself, but then she hears the bedroom door open and it's her savior. A tall handsome man, appearing to be in his late 30s with black hair with a bit of grey and a finely trimmed goatee, he wore a fashionable and intricately designed dress suit, Something a duke or perhaps a prince would wear. "did you sleep well?" he asks "um yes, thank you, Thank you!" Raven responds courteously. "that's great, I was beginning to think you would never wake, you were asleep for two days," the man says

'Two days!?" Raven responds "Aye, you must be hungry shall i fetch you something to eat?" the man asks. Feeling the complete emptiness in her stomach she says "yes! ..um..yes..please"
The man smiles and nods. "Asara!" he calls, a woman almost immediately walks into the room from the door "Yes my Lord?" "Fetch my guest a lovely gown for this evening, can't have dinner in a nightgown now can we?" he replies
"right away my Lord" She then disappears behind the door
Raven smiles

Later that night Raven and her mysterious savior are in the dining hall, a plate of Filet mignon with a balsamic glaze and a glass of fine wine is placed before her "Oh my this looks lovely" she says " Um aren't you having anything?" she asks "No I uh, already ate, I'm not hungry, please enjoy" he motions to her dish.
Raven takes up her utensils and cuts a piece for herself, a moment after taking a bite she smiles.
"Hm, forgive me but, i never got your name, all the huff about saving a fair maiden from a bunch of savages, I forgot to ask," says the man

"My name is Raven, Raven Bellthoff, pleasure," Raven says. "Raven?... hm, beautiful name" the man replies. the man then rises from his chair and bows "my name is Count Reynald Gaston it is a pleasure"
After a few minutes of silence, Reynald asks "hm, Ms Raven ..you, seem haunted, not counting the sheer unpleasantness you must of experienced by the hands of those damned savages, is there something the matter?
After a moment a single tear runs down Ravens cheek, she quickly wipes it away "i-its..nothing. i don't want to talk about it, please.

"...as you wish it Ms Raven, as you wish it.." Reynald replies.
Later that night after dinner Raven and Reynald are in the lounge, enjoying the glow of a large fireplace.
Reynald takes a sip from his wine glass, then turns to Raven and asks "Ms Raven... i can't simply sit idly by while those damnable Barbarians still draw breath in my Forest, especially after what they must of done to your delicate person"
"well you have Men to deal with this don't you?" Raven Asks
"Men? oh no i live uh "ALONE" sort of speak, but we can do something about this, if you feel up to it of course?" Reynald asks
"do?" Raven asks
"Do you ...know, ..what i am?" Reynald asks
"...a Vampire" Raven responds
"a Vampire? ha ha what gives you that idea?" Reynald jokes
"Your eyes" Raven responds
"when i first saw you your eyes glowed red, so ..so red" Raven continues
"you have inhuman strength... you're faster than anything i've ever seen... You don't eat, you're obviously drinking Blood in that wine glass" Raven adds
"hm hm ha sharp as a needle i see" Reynald responds
"Let me ask you ..a very personal question..you're free to refuse if you so wish, and if you wish to leave tomorrow, your free to do so at your leisure, i won't stop you." Reynald says
"How would you like to..become what i am? be a..shall we say "wolf among sheep", never be afraid of death again and -" Reynald says before he's interrupted
"Yes!" Raven says quickly
Reynald puts down his glass walks over to Raven and crouches before her "are you sure?" he asks "Yes" Raven responds just as quickly as the first.

At that Reynald gazes into her eyes, Ravens eyes calm and she's put into a hypnotic state, "Very well then" Reynald says before he opens his mouth revealing a set of sharp K9s and at that he slowly inches forward baring his fangs Raven bends her neck slowly to the side and fully reveals her jugular, and Reynald sinks his fangs into her neck.
Just then as if instantly Raven wakes up in her bed in her large cushy bed in her large reagle bedroom of Count Reynalds no doubt massive castle. Raven leaps out of bed and rushes to a large mirror on a Fancy dresser. her skin, is as white as her hair, and her eyes have gained a reddish hue. She caresses her face with her hand and is shocked to see her nails have grown a lot longer. at that the door to her room opens and in walks a woman, possibly another one of Count Reynald's maids "M-my Lady? M-my master wishes to speak.. with you at your earliest convenience my lady, if you'll follow me?" she says sheepishly
After getting dressed Raven follows the maid, she leads her to a room where Reynald is waiting. "Ah my lady you're awake at last very good" Reynald says turning from his fireplace.

"I .. I'm ..Hungry..." Raven says weakened " Oh .." Reynald says "Thats not hunger" he adds
"I ..I'm Thirsty" Raven says "Hm, yes you should be quite thirsty" Reynald says
"Follow me Raven let's go for a walk shall we?" Reynald says " erm" Raven nods
Raven and Reynald venture out into the woods, The moon rising in the night sky. wind blows fallen leaves across the forest floor and through the branches, crickets chirp in their nightly rituals as the two quietly walk Reynald glances back at Raven and notices a particular expression in her face, in her eyes.
"Hm you can smell it already can't you? that..thick iron smell" Reynald asks, Raven doesn't respond but her eyes get redder and redder as they walk. Reynald just smiles.
After about a half hour of walking Raven is now leading the trek when she notices movement in the brush. its one of those bandits taking a piss on a tree just ahead. Raven keeps moving while Reynald stops and observes. Raven quickly sneaks up weaving through the trees and the shadows as if she's been doing this kind of thing for years.
As the bandit finished up Raven bares her new K9s grabs the bandit and, since it was her first time she nearly decapitated the poor bastard as she bit into his neck sucking up as much of the life-giving fluid as she could before his heart stopped pumping it out.

"Very good Raven Very good" Reynald said as he smiled devilishly, Red eyes glowing like fire in the darkness.
Raven was then done with her prey she dropped the sodd like a sack of potatoes, the first time blood rushing down her throat gave her an almost orgasmic rush through her body she dropped to her knees "RAAAAAAAAAHH!" she screamed into the night.

Nearby, the bandits all stopped what they were doing to hear a blood-curdling howl in the night, like nothing they'd ever heard before. "W-what in oblivion what that?" asked one of the bandits. the camp fell silent. The bandit boss lumbered out of his tent and looked around. After a few moments, they all noticed the forest itself fell deathly quiet all of a sudden.
Nearby in the brush, Reynald spoke to Raven "Raven" he started,

Raven quickly turned her head towards Reynald as he pulled out a long katana from his belt "Take this" he said "Treat her well and she will serve you well" Raven took the sword and looked in awe at its fine craftsmanship, the blade was like a razor sharp mirror its sheath was smooth and black and of exceptional quality. Definitely A blade meant for someone of high status. "Thank you" Raven said after she looked up at Reynald once more.
"Now go have some fun" Reynald said with a smile gesturing toward the bandit camp. with an excitedly wide grin of her own, she dashed toward the camp.

Raven encircled the camp stalking her prey giddy with excitement as she imagined what she was going to do to them all!. Reynald waved his hand and a cold wind blew through the camp, putting out all the torches and campfire. the camp was plunged into darkness. "Ahh, what the hell!?" one of the bandits yelped "Everyone at the ready!!" the Boss bandit yells and at that, the rest of the bandits arm themselves and get ready for what they think is an ambush.
Raven noticed one of the bandits strayed a little too far away from the group, she took the opportunity and dashed into the clearing at incredible speed grabbed the bandit by the throat and carried him into the woods before anyone could tell what just happened! A moment passes and horrid screams can be heard echoing through the night that suddenly fall silent once again. "w-what was that?" asks one of the bandits.

As if on cue Raven tosses the now dried-up corpse of their companion through the bush and to the ground in a heap in front of them. every bandit notices this immediately "by Ysmir's beard!" one of them shrieks in horror, this sends the bandits to panic and patrol around the camp in a group. "GET YOUR HEADS OUT OF YOUR ASSES! YOU SLIMY MAGOTS! AND FIND WHOEVER DID THIS!" yells the bandit boss.
Suddenly Raven dashes amidst the group of six bandits eyes glowing red with fury and the fires of oblivion itself. She cuts them all down in a heartbeat, blood sprays and libs fly.
And the screams oh the screams, it's like music to her ears. Raven pirouettes amidst the raining blood and falling body parts when she stops, suddenly and notices a rather large fat man standing but a few yards away, she recognizes this man immediately as the large man who killed her mother! the fat man shakes with terror as he notices her eyes and recognizes her face.

Raven starts walking toward the large man as he begins shaking in his boots, he pulls out that same handheld crossbow that took her mother from her and fires a shot.
She dodges the shot with surprising ease the large man panics as he tries to ready another shot after considerable trouble he gets the bolt knocked and raises it again and fires. She again dodges it with ease. At this, the large man loses it and begins running away in complete terror.
With a smile that would scare a daedra she slowly starts to give chase "Run ..Run" she calls out as she starts to run faster and faster "Run! .. Run! RUN!!" she yells out again running after him.
The large man is of course not very fast but even so he runs, and runs and Runs until he couldn't run anymore. he stops running, gasping for air hands on his knees breathing heavily. He quickly whips around and looks behind him, she's nowhere to be seen.

But then a cold almost painful chill flows through his rolls "You ..YOU! killed my mother!" Raven's voice says from the darkness The large man could do nothing but gasp for air in between short whimpers of terror.
Suddenly the large man couldn't feel his legs anymore he looked down (of course he couldn't see them because he's..fat) but he knows he's .. standing but he can't feel them, then suddenly he begins to topple over, his blubberous self crashing to the ground and then it hits him, a sharp agonizing pain where his legs used to be. His legs were cut off!.

blood begins to cover the forest floor as he screams in agony and tries to drag himself away. Raven calmly walks closer and closer to the large man blade in hand still dripping with blood. "N-no No No NO! NO! NO! please!" he shouts. Raven giggles "Yes please! BEG for mercy it'll make your death ALL the sweeter" she adds all while giggling through clenched teeth like a mad woman.

Back at the campsite, the Boss stood glancing around, blood, bodies, limbs and entrails strewn about the camp. then suddenly he hears the final agonizing screams of his last man deep in the dark woods until it all finally falls quiet.
No wind no birds not even the slightest noise can be heard. "DAMN YOU! YOU f*#@ING MONSTER! COME OUT HEAR AND FIGHT ME YOU b&@*$!!" the boss yells out his booming voice echoing through the trees. then he turns and sees her slender dark figure backlit by the moonlight, blood and sinew dripping from her hands and face, eyes wide and glowing redder than ever.

"He ... he he Hello little princess, did you miss me?" he says mockingly. Raven remained still "Came back for a little more of the good stuff did ya? he hee he he he" he says grabbing at his crotch
Raven remained silent still staring that cold bloodthirsty stare. she took her blood-soaked sword
to her side and plunged it into the ground. preferring to use her bare hand this time. but before the boss could make a disgusting retort Raven dashed forward and clawed at his flesh, she was now behind him skin dangling from her claws
"AARG!" the boss yells in pain as he notices his side was slashed, again Raven dashed and slashed at his other side and again and again each time taking flesh from him and dodging whatever barbaric haymakers he threw, to "try" and defend himself with.

At this moment his massive size and immense strength meant nothing and Raven continued the onslaught.
Slash after slash the boss became weaker and weaker blood now gushing from his open wounds. The Boss panting and clearly exhausted and in ever so much pain, Raven dashes forward one final time she slides between his legs grabs his crotch with her powerful grip and digs in with her claws the look of shock and even greater heights of agony became plastered over his face as he soon realized what she was planning to do.
She gripped harder, twisted and Ripped off his dick and balls!, along with quite a large chunk of the surrounding flesh until his hip bone could clearly be seen.

"AAAAAAAAAHAHAAARRG!!!" the Boss screams and screams Blood GUSHED out of the open cavity and splashed all over Raven, she hops back on her feet as the boss bandit, pale with blood loss falls onto his back completely paralyzed with pain.
Raven stands above the Bandit boss and says "Mmm the Good stuff" she says baring her claws. Raven then begins laughing like a mad woman as she slashes and digs into his chest slash after slash large chunks of bloody skin and organs go flying all while she still laughs and her crazed smile gets ever wider she digs so deep into him that she literally clawed him in half but somehow this big bastard just wouldn't die and Raven appreciated it. The Boss with dumbfounded terror begins ..trying to escape by dragging his upper torso back a few paces. but his wounds proved far to great for even him to take and he finally fell dead.

Raven stood triumphant reeling from the power she now has coursing through her body the feeling is indescribable, she looked up into the starry sky and began to relax covered head to toe in blood. but then she hears a clattering in one of the tents. she saunters over and opens the flap of the tent and sees the last survivor soaked in his own piss cowering on the ground.

Its that lanky little man Dregow. Raven does want to kill this man, for striking her back then, but he's just such a pathetic little worm it really wouldn't be worth the minuscule amount of muscle power it would take to snap the little maggot in half.
plus it smells pretty bad in there and she doesn't really want to go in there. since she has a heightened sense of smell. so she closes the flap. she WAS going to let him live when she turns and notices a still burning torch lying on the ground. picking it up she then turns it on the tent and sets it alight. she can hear the man inside begin to scream and beg for mercy.
But Raven just stands there emotionless and watches as the burning tent collapses on itself burying the man in leather and fire his screams soon die.

"well done Raven" Reynald says behind her, Raven turns to him "come, let's head back to my castle, get you cleaned up" he adds Raven runs over and grabs her blade still sticking in the dirt, wipes it clean and sheaths it before joining the count back to his castle.
Raven was now a Vampire and her experiences have changed her from a tomboyish noble girl living in a wealthy city to one of the most powerful beings to ever walk the face of Nirn. Raven's connection to humanity gradually became less and less apparent as the decades went by. She came to regard man-beast and Mer as nothing but playthings for her amusement.
she did do the occasional "Good" deed for money of course, but mostly she killed people just for the simple fact that they woke up that morning and had the unfortunate happenstance to cross her path. every year Raven became stronger and stronger, learning the ways of the Blade and Magic.

Soon Nobody could match her skill, Raven Traveled Tamriel from sea to moonlit sea. and in her travels, she has seen many things both strange and mundane and killed many more. for hundreds of years, she traveled learning spells and sword techniques.
But eventually Raven started to get progressively more..tired. No matter how long she rested no matter how much blood she drank she would keep getting more and more exhausted as time went on. She eventually found her way to Skyrim and met up with a vampire coven there who were affiliated with her Master Reynald. they say she's been traveling and gaining too much strength and she needs to rest, Real rest.
 

So they placed her in a special stone coffin and laid it in an ornate tomb, where she lay until the fourth era 201. where she would rise again and continue to torment the living as she had so long ago.