Submitted by Mantheana on Tue, 06/11/2002 - 12:33
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Race: Immortal Coldling
Sex: Female
Name: Mantheana Alashkov
Birth Date and Location: Circa 1819 - St. Petersburg, Russia. Converted 1939 also in Russia
Position: Russian Countess
Group Affiliation: The Order of the Cold
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Description:
Mantheana is a young looking Caucasian female of average height and with a slim build. Her hair and features are dark. Her skin is a total contrast, being a pale and thin white from her years without sun. Blue veins trace underneath the almost her almost translucent skin. Her eyes are an unusual colour of a crimson-maroon.
She wears a white gold pendent and old-fashion style dresses of crimson and black. Her former partner encouraged her to get painted or portrayed when ever possible, so perceptions of her lie hidden in artwork across the world. Her teeth, when normal, are just a little pointier than most humans look, and most people would only pick up that she had a ‘strange’ smile (which is prone to freaking people out if she uses it right). She speaks in English but with a heavy Russian accent, and she frequently slips into Russian lingo and has to translate. Although she is not terribly strong, her speed is great and her senses are super charged. Through out all this, she is quite attractive and had many admirers in her years before Mikhail.
Background:
Mantheana was born in St Petersburg, Russia in 1819; her mother was a close friend of Alexandra Hohenzorren, who was married to the Imperial Czar Nicholas Romanov. She was the same age as the Czarina’s eldest daughter Maria Alexandrovna and they had played together as children. As she grew Mantheana was taught all sorts of etiquette. She was taught how to play the piano and the violin. She was artistically gifted and as part of her upper-class education she is fluent in many languages. She was quite graceful at the art of ballet and enjoyed dancing and figure skating. Through knowing people in the Czar and Czarina’s close circle, Mantheana managed to get herself a wealthy place in the Russian Empire as she grew. Much of her current wealth is due to that fact.
When she was 20, she was at a dinner party when she was introduced to the charming and wealthy Count Mikhail Trankski - Mikhail had unusually short hair for the time that flicked up at the front. His skin was very pale, even for that of a Russian, and his grin was strange but calming.
He had talked to her for hours, telling her of his marvellous adventures and all the places he had been to and how he would take her round the world some day too. Then, near midnight, he took her out onto the balcony and as he bent to kiss her wrist, touching her with his cold, cold hands, he bit her and lapped at the blood that trickled out of the wound. Mantheana had started to cry out, but Mikhail hushed her and whispered things to her and his soothing voice hypnotised her. He told her that her blood was warm, and that, for the price of losing that warmth, she could live forever with him. She thought about it and she knew that that was what she wanted. She wiped the blood from her wound and touched her heart. He muttered words in an old and forgotten language, but she did recognise at the end "To the Cold Lordess, she surrenders, give her Thy reward!" She felt something slip away from her.
Although she felt no stronger, her senses became super charged and she could feel every atom of air around her and the silk of her dress on her skin. She could her voices far off in the distance and smell the tiniest details on people. The air now had a taste to it and she could see for miles around. When she thought about it after, she knew this was when every ounce of warmth in her body was taken away from her. She felt for her pulse. It was sill there. But her neck felt so cold. She had walked around the mansion after this, her arm linked with the strong are of Mikhail, they picked up the possessions she chose to keep and left into the night. In the morning, Mikhail only just stopped her from walking right into the warm and inviting sunlight. When Mantheana questioned this, he told her, then when the Cold Lord first came to be the only sources of heat other than bodies, was fire and the sun. These two things she could never feel again.
Mikhail took her to places she had never even dreamed of as they travelled from country to country living in rich mansions and luxury city hotels. Teaching her about The Order of The Cold and what she was now. Five years later, she woke up in Prague and the house around her was empty. The bed beside her was cold. But then his cold body never could have made it warm in the first place.
After this she felt cold and secluded. She travelled only a little and would often look at her scarred wrist and cry. She lived like this for another ten years, wandering around aimlessly.
Soon after this ten-year period, she was in Czechoslovakia when out of the blue; Mikhail came up behind her. She was surprised and angry and demanded to know about his running off, but her refused to tell her. He bit her wrist again right on the scar, and she felt how she had missed him. Soon she was under his spell again, for even though she angered herself with her feelings, she knew she loved him so. He brought her a beautiful necklace of white gold inscribed ‘MM’ which she never ever took off. This time she was sure that everything was going to be ok now.
To her dismay, several years later, he left her again and she slipped into another wave of depression. For a while she was angry, so she chose to teach herself basic swordplay. Again, a few years later, he returned into her open arms.
Mikhail’s coming and going spanned for years, each time he left her, Mantheana felt more and more wretched. Then in the year 2001, when he left her the last time to date, she chose to send him a message, saying that he should stop coming back, because it was tearing up her cold heart. Only after it was sent, did she find that he had left her not as alone as he or she may have thought. A warm presence was now inside her.
She'd had her daughter nine months later, hating the moment she had to let go of the living warmth. In the Cold Order, it is not a first for a child to be born, sometimes the children's parents weren't both Cold. It is thought that maybe this is quite an open possibility for the Cold, but no one has really got close enough to ask and come back again. All the same it was still quite rare and was an unexpected turn of events for Mantheana.
Therefore Mantheana felt that Mikhail had loved her. Once and probably only for that split second, but still, he had loved her.
She named the child after her best friend, the Czarina’s daughter, Maria. Maria was born from the cold but living bodies of both her parents. If Mikhail does know of Maria’s arrival, he has made no attempt to find his lover and daughter. Mantheana hopes that one day they can be a happy family. She is not sure of whether to let Maria be cold, as she doesn't know how that would effect Maria's future.
So Mantheana is trying her hardest to be the best single mother that Maria could hope for. She is experienced in swordplay but is not the greatest skilled swordswoman ever, and her only real advantage in a fight would be her speed and the fact that she can pick up even the slightest disturbances in the air. Although Mantheana is knows of most modern technology, she prefers life as it was when she was alive and only uses technology when necessary. She has found loops holes in finding warmth and one of her favourite things to do is to have a very hot bath.
For now, she has bought one of the huge old mansions in LA and is making it homely for herself, her little Maria and her huge Russian wolf pet Yasha. She hopes to find civilised life there, but after living a long time secluded, she does not know what to expect. She hopes to make some friends and does not have a problem with humans, although she wonders if they will have a problem with her.
Items:
Mantheana always wears her pendant which has inscribed on it ‘M M’ which she has on whatever else she wears. She owns a huge Siberian wolf called Yasha – a fierce beast when angered or fighting and not many things have tampered with him and seen the light of day again. His only soft spots are for Mantheana and especially the little Maria, whom he will protect with his life.
She is quite rich and owns a vast wardrobe of rich and old-fashioned clothes; she has recently brought an old, typical and spooky mansion in LA for Maria and herself to live in.