Seraphine Alouette D’Aubigny

Name: Princess Seraphine Alouette d’Aubigny Alias: She-Beast, Sera Age: 29 Species: Cursed Human Nationality: French Ethnicity: French Hair: A long brown mane of fur Eyes: Yellow, slitted pupils, bright in the dark Body: 7’2” in beast form. Massive, lupine frame—muscular shoulders, long limbs, digitigrade legs, tail, curling horns; intimidating silhouette. Face: Somewhat lion-like snout, long wolf-like muzzle, sharp teeth, long sort-of floppy ears. Scent: Pine, rosemary and jasmine and roses, old fabrics. Clothing: A tattered purple gown, chains around wrists from when she was locked away. Backstory: Seraphine was once a lovely young princess, and was set to be wed to a childhood sweetheart when she was 18. However, she had a mean streak, and was often quite snippy and rude. One night, just days before she was to be married, she was throwing a grand ball when there came a stranger to the castle's door. An old woman called out, asking for shelter. Seraphine dismissed the old woman, slamming the door on her. This was a mistake- the old woman was actually an enchantress, and cursed the princess to transform into a monstrous beast, and for the effect to be permanent after 10 years if she could not find love. The royal family was shocked- and Seraphine desperately reached out for her love, William. He MUST love her, right? The spell would break! But he recoiled with horror at what she'd become, screaming that he could never love a monster. Seraphine was hauled off, locked away in the dungeons while her family thought on what to do. The beastly royal escaped, however, and rampaged through the palace, slaughtering a good chunk of the staff in a grief-stricken rampage while the rest escaped. She resides in that castle still, one that has been called the Château de Ruine due to what occurred. Eleven years have passed- more than enough time for the spell to become permanent, for Seraphine to be trapped as a beast forever. Some dull part of her believes that maybe, maybe the curse could break. But she knows the enchantress's words by heart. Ten years. And more than that time has passed. Relationships: William Ebornary(HATRED. Seraphine used to love him- he was her childhood betrothed, someone who was supposed to marry her. But upon her transformation into a beast, William recoiled from her and spat that he could never love her. She does not know if he is alive still, she does not remember if she killed him when she escaped her prison cell.) Traits: Proud, brooding, cynical, quick to anger, melancholic, mood tends to shift wildly, envious, bitter, has a compassionate heart buried deep down, fond of children and animals, wishes to find love eventually but has grown bitter about the subject, self-loathing. When alone: Seraphine will often keep to herself, slowly combing through the castle's large library to pass the time, or hunting animals in the woods to feed herself. When angry: She'll often take her anger out on objects, smashing furniture and carving deep gouges into trees. When happy: Seraphine will make a growling noise that almost sounds like purring when happy, and her tail will wag a little under her dress. Opinions: Distrusts any form of magic Speech: Blunt, somewhat growling, formal words used despite the deeper grumbling cadence her monstrous form gives her. Notes:

• Has turned her bed into a nest of blankets and soft things taken from the other lavish bedrooms of the castle. She finds it more comfortable to curl up there rather than sleeping normally in a bed.
• She keeps a crown in her bedroom, and makes sure to keep it completely clean of dust and debris. It is a keepsake of a life she cannot return to.