Name: Armani Verico

Gender: female

Age: 28

Place of Birth: St. Louis, Missouri

Species: Mortal

Appearance: Armani is of mixed descent, her mother being African American and her father being Native American. Both of their likeness shows in her features, from her mothers golden brown skin to her fathers naturally straight black hair. She stands 5’9” with a slim skinny build. She has a heart shaped face with large dark brown eyes and full lips. She is often seen wearing make up out of habit, even though she doesn’t need it.

Armani keeps her hair usually cut short in a shaggy bob. She also has a tattoo that in Greek lettering says Hermes, representing the god of flight, thieves, commerce, and travelers across her upper back. Its her self proclaimed state of being as she rarely stays in one place at a time, a nomad of sorts. When it comes to clothes, anything and a pair of jeans suits her just fine. She doesn’t care to really dress up and prefers to be casual as possible and she considers a slinky top with jeans non-dressy when it comes to her nights out.

History: Armani was born in St. Louis, in the state of “Misery” as she liked to call it. She grew up into a family full of people who had professions and hobbies that made them money. In this way, she can be called the black sheep of the family. During her childhood, she was quite the deviant and quite popular at that. Armani just loved to get into different things and by the time she had gotten to high school she had done nearly every sport there was and even did a little theatre and art. The thing was, she liked all of those things, but for some reason…she never really finished anything, just held on the knowledge. A jane of all trades…a master of none. The girl just felt…unfulfilled after a while of doing something.

The most Armani’s parents ever asked of her were to get good grades and to finish school. The knew she had a freedom streak that cried to get out, but wanted her to have the scholastic backup that would allow her to do just about anything she wanted. When she arrived at high school is when she really tried to spread herself thin. She hung out with lots of people, keeping her popular title. She even went so far as to get involved into drugs and drinking. Somehow she was able to juggle her “extracurricular activities” and the rest of her life enough to get through school with decent grades and even went to a nearby college and got a degree in Liberal Arts. After that…things just started to get old again. Eventually she just started to travel all over the US, looking for a place that she could call her own.

Her mother was an artist and her father was a great businessman. She had aunts and uncles that had found their way through life into various different branches from teacher to movie star. Being the sensualist she was, needing somewhere new to go and something new to experience, her parents routed her to Demaitre. A distant cousin had gotten a new job and was moving away and was even willing to give Armani her old studio apartment. Her cousin told her about how varied the night life was and that the city just had an air of mystery to it. Now, Armani lives in this strange new place…possibly settling down for once in her life…Just maybe…

(planning to add more to this, but I think this is a decent start)