TALMAHT, Shaylee

[style= text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]SHAYLEE BRYNN TALMAHT

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NAME: Shaylee Brynn Talmaht
AGE WHEN TURNED: 20
AGE: 824
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: March 15th
STATUS: Royal
PLAYBY: Bridget Regan

CREATOR: Dennee Amarie Talmaht
COVEN: Seregil Lead Coven

MOTHER: Saundra Lynn Talmaht (deceased)
FATHER Markus Craig Talmaht (deceased)
BROTHERS:
SISTERS: Dennee Amarie Talmaht (estranged)
EXTENDED FAMILY:
PETS:

Shaylee Talmaht is not an imposing figure, standing only five foot, nine inches tall. However, she is beautiful with her long dark waves of hair and piercing gaze. She has but one imperfection: a scar on her upper lip from a brawl as a youth. Her figure is proportional and trim, with no excess fat and no blemishes. She dresses in a style similar to that of her human era, but can also be seen in contemporary dress as well.

Relaxed, like a panther awaiting its prey, Shaylee is deceptively calm. She can even appear childish and playful at times, but never let it fool you. One must always be on their guard around the vampire. She is keen on the ideal of honor among thieves, but she will not hesitate to destroy those who oppose or threaten her. Her morals are naturally, a bit skewed, but she is over all level headed and at times even kind to those who have done well by her. Shaylee is a thief, and enjoys the chase immensely.

BIRTH PLACE: Bruges, Belgium
CHANGED: Early European Renaissance, 1208

Born during the Early European Renaissance, Shaylee Talmaht was the elder of two siblings born in Bruges. Her mother died birthing her younger sister, and Shaylee has almost no recollection of the woman now. At the age of seventeen, the girls' father simply disappeared while on a business venture. After that, Shay and Dennee were on their own. From a young age Shaylee had been seemingly invisible to the world around her. A street urchin with no respect for the law, she stole and swindled with the best of them. The men and women who made their livings off the coin of others taught both her and Dennee their skills and welcomed them into their group. It wasn't long before Shay, a natural at the trade, was besting most of her elders.

The year she turned twenty was a strange and wild year. Her sister disappeared, much like her father had. However, two weeks after Dennee vanished, she mysteriously returned. In the dead of night, a banging on the door woke Shaylee. Outside in the night air was Dennee, looking pale, but safe. Unthinking of anything but the joy at seeing her again, she invited the blonde inside. Moments after, she found herself being savaged by a demon in her sister's skin. Dennee took Shay to the brink of death and forcefully brought her back. Hours of agony ensued as Shay's body warped itself into the same beast that had changed Dennee. Once the transformation was complete and she had her feet beneath her again, Shaylee and Dennee had a row. The sisters bickered, and in the end, Shay estranged herself from the crazed, blood-thirsty bitch who called herself her sister.

When the explorers found the New World, Shaylee snuck aboard a ship and set sail herself. She wanted as much distance between herself and Dennee as possible, wishing to never see the other again. She settled into North America, and followed the young land's progress through the years. Now, at age eight hundred and twenty four, she's found her niche in the world. She resides in Seregil, behaving much as she always has. Stealing and playing tricks on those she deems unworthy of respect, and bestowing her favor on those she adores. Shaylee is comfortable in her role and uses her power as she sees fit.