Name: Lillian Cassidy
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sexual Orientation:Straight
A p p e a r a n c e
Race: Ghost
Eye color: Ice blue
Hair color: Black
Build: Tall and athletic.
Scars/Birthmarks: nasty knife wounds litter her body; the main one people notice being the the jagged scar from her right collarbone leading down between her breasts.
Preferred clothing: a black corset dress that pools at her feet.
Weapons: a long silver dagger- the one which killer her is strapped to her ankle.
Power: invulnerability unless the Crow is injured.
P e r s o n a l i t y
Strengths: she is cold and hides all emotion from others; she has no mercy.
Weaknesses: Lillian is a lost soul, she often is lost in the World and is fragile when left alone. Due to her harshness and lack of emotion she can kill anyone without feeling pain; Lillian gains many enemies doing so.
Fears: Never leaving Earth.
Talents: Her voice hasn't left her; Lillian has a beautiful singing voice.
Backstory:
Lillian Cassidy was a wealthy yet humble girl whilst she was alive, liked by everyone. One day however; everything changed for her. Thugs entered her house whilst she and her family slept. They quietly killed her Parents, her Lord of a Father having his throat slit whilst her mother was stabbed numerous times. The same happened to her siblings; but not her. Being awaken to find strangers around her, blood covering them Lillian tried desperately to escape.
For hours they decided to have their fun on this beauty as the sliced Her with their knives, getting off on her screams. No one came and by the time the four of them had had their fun with her; Lillian was clinging to her life.
They left her, naked and bleeding on the ground. They had gotten the jewels they wanted. It took Lillian 38 hours to die; no one had come for her or her family- no one knew.
Lillian awoke to find herself in a coffin, everything was dark. It took her many an hour to claw her way out of the coffin and the freshly dug ground. The black dress she had been placed in covered in dirt. On her headstone (a grand marble creation with her name encrusted in gold) sat a crow, as black as the night.
This crow followed her wherever Lillian went; as she wandered the World through the decades; lost and alone.
