Bevin Faust

Bevin Faust
Casual Everyday
Alternate Names	Béḃinn (/ˈbeɪviːn, ˈbeɪvɪn/), Bev, Vinny
Pronouns	She / Her
Species	Errant
Subspecies	Vampire Infected
Division	Environmentalist
Role	Horticulturist
Height	5'7"
Age	320
Birth Date	Glacial 27, 910
Death Date	Glacial 27, 942 (Date of infection)
Zodiac	Sorrowful Siren
Aspect	Fire (Born), Water (Learned)
Creator	Taeng

Bevin Faust

Personality

As what some would consider a husk of a person, Bevin rarely expresses herself. She has a placid mask of disinterest permanently placed upon her features. You may see a tiny quirk of the brow, or a small wrinkle of the nose, but none have ever seen a curve to her lips - whether upward or down. Despite her lack of emoting, Bevin does still have a personality. She is kind, considerate, and hopeful. Though she tends to be quiet, and doesn’t often have an opinion to share, she is a great listener and can offer advice on almost any topic or situation, having lived as long as she has. An observer by nature, Bevin prefers the company of her plants and a good book over people, but will not turn down an invitation. She loves to learn, and as such will take any opportunity to do so.

Biography

Bevin has no memory of her life before the infection. She awoke one day in a large manor, covered in sweat and other fluids, in a pool of blood that wasn’t her own. The sight of the body beside her struck pain through her chest, but there was no recognition. She didn’t know who this was, or why it hurt to see them this way. She couldn’t even feel fear at the gory scene. Bevin was indifferent, existing in a lucid haze that repressed her natural instincts and emotions.

There was no one else in the manor aside from her, and not a single person came to the manor in the days that follow. There were portraits of her face alongside a much cleaner, much more beautiful version of the corpse in the foyer. They looked happy, though Bevin had no memory of it. This instilled a sense of compassion, a deep care for the body she had abandoned prone at the entrance of the manor, and so she made the effort to clean the body, and give the remains a proper burial in the gardens behind the building, marking the grave with a sapling.

[ For transparency, Bevin suffers from retrograde amnesia where she cannot recall anything from before she woke up infected. This occurred as a result of the disastrously traumatic events following her initial infection, where she found her wife brutally murdered in their home after awaking from a fever induced slumber. Through her delirium she tried to save her already dead wife , attempting to staunch the already congealing wound in the woman's throat. When nothing worked, and in her panicked state, she hyperventilated herself into unconsciousness. When she awoke days later, weak and infected, her mind had locked these memories away behind a thick wall with the intention that they never resurface. The only conclusion she could naturally draw from the information available to her was that she had been the one to take this person's life, and this fact has stayed with her as truth ever since. ]

Over the coming years, Bevin recovered pieces of information from around the manor that detailed who she was, and what her life had been. No memories flickered in her mind, though she came to accept these bits and pieces as fact, adapting them to her identity. The manor was filled with plants, a large greenhouse was annexed to the side of the building, and there many seedlings and saplings being cared for in specific ways. From this she could only deduce that she was some sort of horticulturalist. Another fact that she adapted as truth, seamlessly absorbing it into her identity.

The following centuries were spent learning about herself, or who she thought she was, and what she had become. The manor became her own corner of the world, cultivating and learning about the plants that thrived in Castrella. After many years of solitude, the manor somehow became haven to others like her. All it took was one stray banging on her door, and Bevin had unintentionally established what would come to be known as Wayward Manor, a home for vampires who needed sanctuary from the world around them.

Currently, Bevin runs the manor as a halfway house in addition to having joined the Guild’s environmentalist division as a horticulturalist. She also volunteers as a subject of study for the Vampirus Parasite.

Still she has no memory of her past pre-infection, though she doesn’t dwell on this fact and looks toward her future with the same bleak expression she has always had.

Trivia

• Bevin’s current identity is actually a mix of herself and her late wife! She pieced together her identity based on what she could garner from the information in their home; unable to discern which was which, with no emotion linked to anything, she just adapted whatever she could to give herself the identity she thought was correct. Even her name, Bevin Faust, was that of her wife!
• Bevin was never actually into plants, it was her wife’s work that she took up after infection.
• She is skilled in painting, and is responsible for most of the portraits and paintings in the manor. Most are of her late wife, even the ones after infection. This is a hint that she does retain memories, they are just locked away.
• As a side interest, she arranges the exotic flowers that she cultivates and sells them at events. Part time florist?
• The Wayward Manor kind of runs itself, she just owns the place and being the oldest occupant has the ability to take care of any unpleasant occurrences.