Long ago, in 16th century Germany, the country of Vólkerling sat amongst the mountains—lorded by a Duke with no spine. He sat atop his throne, a mere figurehead; a puppet controlled by his courtiers. That is, of course, until he brought fresh blood, fresh thought, fresh personality into his palace walls by marrying an unassuming 17-year-old young woman named Adeline. Quite literally born to be a nobleman's wife, Adeline was beautiful, she was intelligent; though kind, she was cunning.

Within the first year of her new life in Vólkerling, she made allies and staged a coup against her husband—winning his throne and demoting the courtiers who only had their own interests at heart, rather than those of the country and, more broadly, the kingdom which they served. She spared her husband in a gesture of good will to the people who loved him - they would eventually grow to love each other in a platonic sense - and implemented her own plans for her new home.

Vólkerling saw a three-year golden age under Adeline's rule: the people were happy, they were fed, and the duchy's relationship with the king was better than ever. Adeline and her husband were on the cusp of promotion to Vicereine and Viceroy when loyalists to the original way attacked and murdered them on their way to a neighboring ally territory. It was an abrupt and violent end to her young life that left her spirit unable to rest.

Instead, it manifested a new physical form as an energy and flesh devouring Nachzehrer. The life of a Nachzehrer proved to be a lonely one; unlike their vampiric cousins, Nachzehrerism is not communicable and Adeline herself was slow to trust in the face of her untimely end. With only a few distant acquaintances and allies, Adeline spent the next nine centuries traveling the world and sating her hunger. Merely existing put a target on her back and she was hunted on and off by hunters in many of the places she went.

The last time was the closest call with a hunter finding and digging up her temporary grave, even paralyzing her, but being stopped and killed by an unexpected ally before he could cut out her heart. She woke up in the artists' tents with no sign of the paralysis-inducing silver coin placed under her tongue. Be it for the safety behind its walls or the odd sense of companionship, she doesn't particularly feel the need to leave the circus. All that's out in the real world are solitude and hunters seeking to cut her heart in two.

Personality-wise, Adeline is still a semblance of the same woman she was before she died. From life, she's maintained her poise, confidence, cunningness, and the refusal to allow herself to be walked over by someone in the same, if not slightly different, boat as she. She's got a sense of humor about her, with moments of unrelenting sarcasm. From extensive training in her youth, she has all the makings of a noble lady—including the inability to be embarrassed. She hasn't made a fool of herself; you're simply in the wrong for thinking so.

Since being reborn, she isn't much of a social person and prefers only the presence of others, rather than any heightened interactions. If it can't be helped, she's civil and short until comfortable. If she likes you, things may start off warmer. Adeline hates secrets and liars, and she doesn't trust a lot of men as far as she can throw them—which is fairly far. She isn't quick to anger but can be a terror when taken there. Despite all the negatives, her truest, kindest colors always manage to peek through; much to her chagrin.

hobbies: reading, sewing (usually makes her own clothes), flower arranging, and tapestry