Ravenna Dreyar
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Ravenna Dreyar
Ravenna has a very 'I don't care about the world' attitude. She lives on the streets by her choosing, having more than enough money for new clothes, a fancy phone and to take great care of her body and mind. She often sleeps in luxury hotels when she feels like treating herself a bit but for the most part she loves the outside life. She loves walking around under starlight, finding a place to sleep, eating fast food and just generally chilling about.
Rav is easy to get along with, she is always in for a party or general idiotic adventures. She will never let anyone truly come close to who she is though and will always direct a conversation that becomes a little too uncomfortable towards a more 'fun' subject. She doesn't use her last name often so not many people know who the family she once belonged to.
Rav is easy to get along with, she is always in for a party or general idiotic adventures. She will never let anyone truly come close to who she is though and will always direct a conversation that becomes a little too uncomfortable towards a more 'fun' subject. She doesn't use her last name often so not many people know who the family she once belonged to.
Ravenna Katherine Dreyar was born as a set of twins. Her 'big' brother Alex(ander) and she were always inseparable. Playing with eachother from the moment they could. Sleeping in the same room and sharing everything, even a secret made up language. Rav her youth was good, having everything she wanted and more. The Dreyar family was stinking rich, a long line of succesful business people who had come before her father. They lived in a mansion, and everything seemed perfect.
But as everything always does, perfection ends all too soon.
Often in bloodshed.
Rav was a teen, a rebellious girl who had no interest in the family business and just wanted to party. Wanted to enjoy the high life, literally.
With no real interest in her family history and many secrets being kept, Rav had no idea that the sweet old man she met on the streets, telling her that he was her grandpa, that he in reality was a monster who had been stalking her for many months of partying.
He told her of her fathers youth and Rav was stupid and young and fully believed him. Ravenna being the optimistic little shit she was brought the man home with her, into her house to meet her father once more.
She should have really checked first, because the man indeed was her grandfather, but there was a reason her family had no contact with him, the man was abusive and had come back for revenge on his son and that perfect family of his.
Conflict led to disaster when her dear grandpa pulled a gun.
All Rav remembers was her mothers scream a shot and pain.
She woke up in a puddle of blood and death all around her. The man long gone thinking he had ended the entire family.
In the following months Rav inherited the entire fortune that dear grandpa had wished to gain from his senseless act and while Rav basicly rejected it all, swearing that the money was cursed she did have to live, so she found her middleground she swore that she would never get a house, a future, without first finding the monste responsible.
In the last few years that promise has slipped a bit, vengeance not a good driving force and Rav knows that the man will come for her one day either way. So why not enjoy her life again and wait?
But as everything always does, perfection ends all too soon.
Often in bloodshed.
Rav was a teen, a rebellious girl who had no interest in the family business and just wanted to party. Wanted to enjoy the high life, literally.
With no real interest in her family history and many secrets being kept, Rav had no idea that the sweet old man she met on the streets, telling her that he was her grandpa, that he in reality was a monster who had been stalking her for many months of partying.
He told her of her fathers youth and Rav was stupid and young and fully believed him. Ravenna being the optimistic little shit she was brought the man home with her, into her house to meet her father once more.
She should have really checked first, because the man indeed was her grandfather, but there was a reason her family had no contact with him, the man was abusive and had come back for revenge on his son and that perfect family of his.
Conflict led to disaster when her dear grandpa pulled a gun.
All Rav remembers was her mothers scream a shot and pain.
She woke up in a puddle of blood and death all around her. The man long gone thinking he had ended the entire family.
In the following months Rav inherited the entire fortune that dear grandpa had wished to gain from his senseless act and while Rav basicly rejected it all, swearing that the money was cursed she did have to live, so she found her middleground she swore that she would never get a house, a future, without first finding the monste responsible.
In the last few years that promise has slipped a bit, vengeance not a good driving force and Rav knows that the man will come for her one day either way. So why not enjoy her life again and wait?
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