Mist Walker

Mist fears not achieving absolute perfection in her chosen craft, death or harm coming to her undead sisters, and the revelation of her vampiric nature leading to persecution or harm.
Mist stands tall at 6'7", her muscular yet smooth form a testament to her years of blade training. Her chiseled stomach catches the eye, an artist's vision of perfection. Dark blonde hair cascades down her back, falling just below her waist, framing her pale, serene face. Glowing red eyes hint at her vampiric nature, a stark contrast to her human likeness.
Her obsession with perfection extends to every aspect of her life, from her combat form to her living space. No item is out of place, from the arrangement of her swords to the fall of her hair. Has a fondness for artistic items, often collecting them.
Aside from practicing her swordplay, she enjoys collecting and admiring artwork of various forms, immersing herself in plays and music from different eras, and meditating.
Mist started her life as a Dhampir like her true sister, Misery Walker. As half-vampires, they lived without fully belonging in the world of humans or creatures of the night. When Serina, a pure vampire, turned Mist to extend her life, she found something beyond mere survival. She discovered the thread of artistic precision in combat. Over the centuries, she dedicated her life to achieving perfection in her blade craft and to protect her seven undead sisters. She became an ethereal figure of haunting beauty and deadly precision.
Mist is a perfectionist through and through. Reclusive by nature, she pours her centuries of existence into her blade craft. She displays the patience, dedication, and precision of a master artisan, and the brutal lethality of a born warrior. She is fiercely protective of her undead sisters, her solidarity unwavering despite the years.