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Lenore Allen
« Thread Started on Jan 17, 2006, 12:56am »

Name: Lenore Allen
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Skin Colour: Caucasian, naturally a bit pale
Age: 27
Clothing: Feminine and very much conservative, her usual style of dress now is one more suited to function than anything else, and could even be considered quite plain by most fashionable standards.
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 115

Occupation: Fact checker for the British Museum of Natural History
League Position: Not a member

Hair
Length: Long and straight
Style: Usually kept away from her face in a simple, practical style. A bun or braid or some variation along those lines
Colour: Black

Eyes
Colour: blue/gray
Oddities: N/A

Personality: Lenore keeps to herself somewhat. She prefers spending time in the presence of birds to that of people. The fact that her blunt, dry wit can oftentimes either offend or upset people has a lot to do with this as well. Though once one manages to befriend her, she becomes very protective and mother henish towards you. When she does interact with others, Lenore is very polite and soft-spoken, and only really becomes animated if she gets onto a topic she’s knowledgeable about or enjoys discussing- like birds.

Weaknesses: Aside from her skill with knives, Lenore has no defensive abilities whatsoever, and doesn’t have any abilities that could be considered ‘special’ or ‘otherworldly’, aside from her somewhat uncanny affinity to ravens.

Abilities: Lenore is a very well educated woman, and has quite the repertoire of book smarts. She is an extensive expert in the field of ornithology. Though she was raised to be a proper lady from a fine upstanding home, Lenore has an extreme proficiency at knife play, and can hit almost any target. A skill she assumably picked up sometime during her wanderings.

Weapons: A small pouch of throwing spikes that Lenore keeps on her person at all times. Even though she realizes the skill isn’t one that could be described as typical, it gives her an odd feeling of comfort nonetheless.

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Lenore's throwing spikes

Home(s): The Allen Estate, located east of London. Also, a townhouse in London. When working, Lenore spends a good deal of her time there, as the commute back and forth to the estate would be a bit taxing travel do on a regular basis.

History: “For a time I wandered. My husband and many others thought I was lost. But all those who wander are not lost.”

Lenore is by education an ornithologist, specializing in the family Corvidae, most particularly species Corvus corax, or the common raven. Her passion for birds was one she shared with her husband, and even played a part in her meeting him. Both of them shared the same affinity for Corvus corax, seemingly almost being able to talk to the creatures. They met at Cambridge University, while she was taking courses in natural science through their Newnham women’s college. He had decided to study abroad for his graduate work in biology after obtaining an undergraduate degree from the University of Virginia at Charlottesville, ending up at Cambridge. Though Edgar himself was American, his family several years back was English and very well looked upon in society. A small portion of his family even remained there, so in his eyes, it was a journey back to his roots of a sort.

A year after meeting Edgar, she married him, somewhat of an old maid of a bride at 20 years old. After they married, Lenore and Allen settled into his family’s ancestral estate east of London.

After five happy but childless years of marriage, Lenore simply disappeared to all that knew her. For 13 months, no one knew of her whereabouts, and she was believed to be quite dead. During her absence, Edgar’s grip on sanity slowly slipped. So much so, that upon her Lenore’s return, he thought he was being tormented by images of his dead wife, and slit his wrists. He was found dead at his desk in the study, seemingly having just finished composing a poem of a very dark and dreary nature, which he had dedicated to his wife. This came as quite the surprise, since her husband was neither a poet nor a writer of any kind, save for scientific publications. Lenore can only imagine that in the throes of madness her beloved Edgar was compelled to write. Unfortunately, the sole copy of the poem disappeared shortly after his death, never to be seen again.

After burying her husband, Lenore decided to delve into an actual occupation to take up her now seemingly endless supply of free time and put her schooling to use, and is now a fact checker for the British museum of natural history. Even though she enjoys her work, she would quite be able to support herself without doing so, since as Edgar’s widow she is now the sole proprietor of the Allen estate. Lenore has also taken Edgar’s pet raven, Pallus, as her own.

There is still not that much known about Lenore’s time of ‘wandering’, and she is very lax on presenting details about it, but will reveal them on her own time in her own fashion. And those who have pressed her about the matter in the past have had a tendency to receive ominous, eerie and sometimes hazardous extended visits from dark, winged friends.

« Last Edit: Jan 17, 2006, 1:11am by Lenore Allen »

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