Ambrosia Chevoux

General
Full name: Ambrosia Chevoux
Age: 36, bitten at age 34. Since then immortal
Gender: Female
Race: Human Vampire
P.o.b: D'auvignon, Navarre.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Magic: Psychic Linking. She rarely uses it and it only works upon touch.
Occupation: Caretaker of foster children and mentally ill ones.

Appearance
Faceclaim: Eva Green
Skin: Pale with quite some birthmarks over her body. In the sun freckles appear on her face after a while.
Hair: Dark brown. Sometimes dyed. Almost always being neatly taken care of; tied up or in curls. When loose her hairs will reach halfway her back.
Eyes: Green, expressionate eyes.
Height: 173,7 (+4cm as she wears heels most of the time)
Weight: +/- 62kg
Build: Slender with long limbs and modest feminine curves.
Clothes: People would think she is dressed for a funeral. Most of the time dark with embroidery on expensive dresses with chic buttons.
She wears shoes with 4cm heels, nicely polished and clean.
Extra('s): She sometimes wears earrings matching with her clothes and polishes her nails often. She allso uses make-up, variating from only lipstick or that with dark eyeshadow.

Character
People find the vibe around her quite unpleasing. She is strict, organized and likes to have the strings in her hands. There is a slight arrogance in how she acts sometimes, but she keeps her professionalism.
Her words are picked carefully, she thinks things trough, is not very open and cold. Sometimes even slightly sarcastic.
Those that do get to know her well on a personal level will realize she haves a charming side. A real lady at that, but she won't back down for anything if it is to safe her own ass.

The Orphanage
The children Ambrosia adopts are variating in all ages, from newborn baby's to approximately 16 y/o. Every one of them is being kept under strict rules or they face consequences to be remembered. They learn everything, even reading and writing. They get well fed and have a roof above their head. The orphanage gets donations, from money to clothing and food from all kind of people. Nowadays there are around 40 children in a the big castle like orphan house. There is staff, people that are specialized with children of all ages. Not all of them are without parents. Some couldn't be taken care of due living circumstances. A few children are even agressive or have other disorders. They are being kept locked away from children that are open for adoption. The living areas of the latter are fancy and open, giving the impression the children are well raised.
The children that are not open for adoption after trying several ways to ''fix'' them are being taken care of in a.. Certain way.

It all started when Ambrosia was only 22. After the former library was burned down (read more about this in the history) she had it restored to what it is now. An impressive house for a lot of children and teenagers to grow up.
Even though Ambrosia did not always take a liking in children she is very smart and a good psychiatrist. With that, a lot of money she inherited and a house that was able to be rebuild she had the opportunity. A lot of people supported her for it. And so she made the choice to become the owner of an orphanage.
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History
It might be hard to imagine what it is like to grow up locked away from the outside world. People walked by Ambrosia her roomwindow every day. Them being free wherever they want to go. Freedom of speech, making friends, having a relation, a job. For Ambrosia it was all the opposite of that. Her abusive stepfather having her locked up in a room. His name being Judge Robbert Lewton. Little did she know he was actually jealous of her real father wich was married to a beautifull woman- Ambrosia her mother. She carried the name Amélia Chevoux. Her father was a librarian where the orphanage nowadays is. Her mother made dresses and was a stylist. Little did she know then a influential judge had an eye on her, not understanding how such a boring librarian could win the heart of a woman like her. And so he set up the plan to charge the librarian, Ambrosia her father, with false charges of kidnapping and rape. Nobody ever saw him again, as quickly he got taken care of.
After that he took over the library, forced himself on Ambrosia her mother every night wich had nowhere to go. Her child was her weakness. She would never be able to see her daughter again if she did not commit herself to the cruel judge.
And so years went by. Her mother got pregnant but miscarried due to stress and abuse. In anger the judge threw something hot and liquid in the face of the poor lady. She lost her tongue, and so the ability to speak. One eye was unable to recover completely and a part of her jaw with her nose is missing as well. Having memory loss often, but never forgetting her daughter, wich she barely got to see. Her eventually becoming seventeen, Ambrosia had learned to read, to cook, to clean and all things a woman was supposed to in the eyes of her stepfather. She never called him that, though. Only ''Sir'' is what she said to him. Even though her mother was still not free from the abusive man, he left Ambrosia alone. Having other plans with her, him drunk for more money and power. He arranged a wedding between her and a man wich was way older than she was.
But on an evening, when the men came together to make plans, Ambrosia had her own. Where else than a library you can find ingredients for potions? So she made a potion that was not too hard to make and she could get the ingredients for out of the garden she was allowed to enter so now and then, it being surrounded by a high wall with spikes. Flowers she picked that seemed harmless were combined with small berries from a bush. With these she could make a mixture to put in wine she served the men. As she felt her rear being grabbed by the man she was supposed to wed she just smiled. As she mumbled enjoy they made a toast and took a sip. Not a lot of minutes later they fell asleep. And hours later they woke up, tied together, Ambrosia standing in front of them with her menacing smirk. Enjoy she said once again, dropping a torch on the carpet that went up in flames and the giant library with it.
Her mother and she were outside as the house and everyone in it went up in flames. The door locked, leaving no trace of their past behind. All valuable goods were stored on a carriage and so they left.
They came back several years later as Ambrosia travelled with her mother to see a bit of the world and learn things she did not had the opportinity for in the time she was locked away. She turned twenty that year and her mother had problems with her health. So they had to settle down and have the former library rebuild. It never really came to mind that she would make it a foster home, was it not with that spacious building was able to house a lot of people. And she got offered money for it. So what else could she do?
It all started there and several years later she started to adopt the first children and hire staff as she kept everything organized. One day she went to pick up a baby wich was given to her by a man wich wife died at childbirth. He no longer could take care of the young boy as he had no job and drinking problems.
It so happened in that city there was a big man feared by the townsfolk. He came out of nowhere one day was being said, but was harmless, said nothing and just had a sad expression on his face. People whispered he was brought back to life by a mighty necromancer. He was strong and as Ambrosia needed a handyman. And so the man wich she called Bruke came along with her and just does his duties, like driving the carriage and repairing things. No word comes out of him, only grunts. He eats raw meat and she never saw him sleep. But never had he done any harm.
And then we come to the day- or actually night- Ambrosia was wandering trough the halls of the foster home years later. She was the age of thirtyfour, did the last round to see if no children were snooping around. Without a sound a man placed a hand over her mouth as she felt a sharp stinging pain in her neck. A vampire that thought he could have an easy target in a house full of sleeping children. Little did he know bruke was always near to pull him off the bitten woman. He crushed the man's windpipe with ease and carried Ambrosia to her dorm. And so it happened that the virus wich is called Vampirism took over Ambrosia her normal life. She wouldn't age, had no more need for normal food or drinks. Instead it was only blood.
What appears to be a peaceful place however, it is nowadays hiding something vile. Ambrosia was no longer a woman as the others. The kids living in the orphanage are her blood resource. But at least she took them of the streets, keeps them fed, clothed and with a roof above their head.