Isis Belit-Ilanit
Height: 5 foot 8 inches
Weight: 116 pounds
Appearance: Short, flamey red hair that has been dyed black and the roots are just beginning to show. Eyes that were once a robins egg blue that have now dimmed and darkened to the silver shine of a sword. Ivory skin that never seems to color...sun or no sun...
General Clothing: Body hugging, black wife beater that reads "Bite Me...Please!"; low rise, black jeans that cling to her hips and thighs but let go as they run down her calfs; black, leather combat boots with a three inch heel.
Personality: Sometimes witty, or smart assed...welcoming to most everybody unless she finds reason not to...
Physical markings: A road rash scar on her right elbow, left as a souviner after a motorcycle accident in her human years; a scar that once was a gash made by a sword which was swung at her knees when in battle in her homeland of Scotland. Tatoos: Dragon wings on her shoulder blades and a name on her lower back with stars surrounding it that reads "NOVA".
Piercings: Only two...those which lie in her ears. Although each hole holds 4 different earrings a piece.
Choice of weapons: Normally the daggers strapped to her thighs given to her by her sire. Or a machette sheathed to her spine.
Strengths: Mind control...Isis uses this very much in dealing with someone untrustworthly...making sure that required tasks are done without fouls. Affection...everyone falls to her ability to make you feel important...although the feeling is generally not true she'll let you know when it is. Telekentics...simple as that. Witchery of almost any sort.
Weaknesses: Men in black ...Men are mostly her only weakness...so I will not give away what a man does to make her weak...for you may soon find out...
Animal choice: If occupied by a mammal of any sort it may be a feline or bird. Generally a black cat, tiger, black jaguar, hawk, or falcon.