CARROW, Elliott

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NAME: Elliott Andraste Carrow
AGE WHEN TURNED: Twenty-one.
AGE: 2,962.
GENDER: Female.
BIRTHDAY: November 12.
STATUS: Master.
PLAYBY: Anna Christina Speckhart.

CREATOR:
COVEN: Illyri; Territory of Massachusetts.

MOTHER: Missandei Borgia | Human | Deceased
FATHER Artair Carrow | Vampire | 3,982
BROTHERS:

• Augustine Carrow | Vampire | 2,963
  
• Savante Carrow | Vampire | 2, 964
  
• Alcaeus Carrow | Twin | Vampire | 2,966
  
• Hypatios Carrow | Vampire | 2,968
  
• Dante Carrow | Vampire | 2,975
  

SISTERS: Morianna Carrow | Twin | Deceased | Stillborn
EXTENDED FAMILY: Unknown.
PETS: N/A

Hair black as a raven's feathers and eyes that seem to shift from the darkest of greens to the lightest of blues, this young lady has been blessed with exceeding beauty. Standing 5'9 and wieghing 115 pounds, Elle has a willowy, slim build. She has much muscle beneath her fair skin, but it isn't evident to anyone casting a glimpse.

Sly and cunning, Elle has always had extreme intelligence, exceedingly uncommon for a girl born in her age. As a young girl, she would devour scroll after scroll. She would breathe in the words on the pages.

She was odd when she was younger, still is, in a way. At times, her gaze might become glassy and her mind drift onto some unknown place. People always wanted to known what went on in the brilliant, but misunderstood, mind of Elliott Carrow. They'd never know.

She's rather cold, detached. Her fleeting glances give no hint as to what war is raging within her. It's almost as if emotions are a word unknown to Elliott. At least, outwardly, they are. Hurt, anger, depression. They never seem to phase her, or so everyone thinks. Then again, no one really knows what Elle is up to, do they?

To describe Elle is a grand feat, for words alone cannot explain who she is. She is a mystery to mankind, never to be solved. Honestly, no one knows who Elliot is. Perhaps they never will.

BIRTH PLACE: Egypt.
CHANGED: 950 B.C.

The pyramids were towering, marvelous feats. Centuries later, people would gaze upon them and wonder how they did it. They would wonder how a civilization could prosper so abundantly, but then die out in the wink of an eye. Egyptians were brilliant human beings. And Elliasande Andraste was proud to be part of such an amazing part of history. However, there were many downside to her life as well, and she would later wish that she had never been born into Egypt.

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She began working in the Pharaoh’s palace by the age of twelve, alongside her mother, who was a renowned healer. She had been blessed by the gods to have been given an incredibly gifting, some would say. Elliasande aided her mother in any way possible and would often gather herbs and scrolls for the woman.

In her free time, Ellias would play with her brothers - her five brothers, to be exact. She was the youngest child and only living daughter. Her older sister had been born dead, Morianna was to be her name. She would have been Augustine’s older twin, but the gods had seen fit to take her away.

Although her brother’s were extremely protective over their sister, none of them were as close to her as the oldest. Dante. Ellias loved him. He was her idol, her god. She looked up to him when things went downhill, and he was always there to pick her up. They were close, nearly inseparable, despite the age gap.

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