Species: Baba Yaga. The best information can be found here.
D.O.B.: August 23, 1111 (Actually unknown, but it's a birthday she picked years ago)
Place of Birth: Russia
Physical Description: Sera stands at around 5'8", or maybe a shade beneath, and is built, rather regretfully, like a rectangle. She's slight with very little curve, but does work at keeping herself toned so she doesn't look like a total waif. Her face is rather pretty in an uncommon way, with large, bright blue eyes, delicate bone structure and an easy and broad smile with sharp, white teeth. Her hair is long and deep brown, her skin is pale and free of blemishes, and she consistently has a youthful, pretty glow, unless she is hungry. Then, she will look tired, her coloring seeming to grey progressively.
She dresses in expensive but quirky clothes, designed to display her rather slender figure. She's had centuries to come to terms with the fact that she'll never be voluptuous, so while she enjoys lingerie, she does not spend money on things designed to specifically enhance her figure. Being built like a clothing rack does have it's fashion advantages, and she often uses her slight frame to get away with wearing ridiculous clothing.
Despite her quirkiness, there is an air of elegance and old money about her, and most of the pieces of jewelry she wears are certifiable antiques, acquired over her many years.
Personality: Once upon a time, Sera was quite evil by most human standards, but centuries of living have taken the majority of piss right out of Miss Serafina. She is quirky, driven slightly mad by centuries of living mostly in solitude, and that makes her sometimes awkward in social interaction and prone to saying things that may seem strange or inappropriate. She loves art, though she isn't very good at it, and spends the hours when most people are sleeping creating bizarre pieces of work, like her current project: A village populated by potato people. Her house is filled with valuables, but the decor is a little Willy Wonka-meets-Crazy Cat Lady chic. Luckily, she doesn't entertain as many guests as she used to.
She is strange and funny, definitely more dangerous than she lets on, but, to those that don't know her personally or interact with her much on a personal basis, she seems regal and detached, maybe even haughty. She is capable of warmth and affection in intimate relationships and is quite a passionate, generous, and dedicated lover if she finds a man or a woman to spark and keep her interest, though she hasn't given monogamy another try since her first real relationship failed so abysmally all those years ago.
Mostly, she is a creature of repressed urges. She still has the desire to hunt, to gnash her teeth on flesh and bone, but like any recovering addict, she struggles and craves and wakes up in the middle of the night with the taste of blood on her tongue, but she resists. For the most part, anyway.
Sexuality: Bisexual
History: Sera isn't sure if she was born or made, as she has always been, by her recollection, just as she is now. There are glimpses in her subconscious of what could've been a life before she is as she is now, but she does not remember it, nor does she know how she came to be. She has always been a fortune teller, always been a creature of magic, always been driven by the horrible desire to feed on the human flesh of children. It is not a habit driven by perversion, but simply an instinct she has always been aware of. Like a fish swimming upstream or a lion chasing down a gazelle, Sera has always known that in order for her to remain young and strong, she must feed on the youth and vitality of children. For centuries, she took that statement quite literally.
It was during that stage of decadence and madness and gluttony that two things happened to Serafina. The first thing was the development of her reputation. The horror stories of Baba Yaga that still haunt the youth of Russia are based on fact, though many of the details are extremely wrong. She is obviously not old or ugly and her teeth are not made of iron, though they are unnaturally sharp and strong. Many of the crazier details (like a house on two chicken legs that screamed) were simply product of a frightened child's projected fear and have been embellished throughout time. But the fact remains that once upon a time she did live alone in the woods, working as a fortune teller or 'wise woman' simply because she did not know how to live amongst the humans, nor was she accepted there.
She moved often (she had to. Too many of her homes got burned down) and rarely ventured outside of her home unless it was to hunt, but she received many guests in that time, and made her living in trade for her fortune telling abilities. If Sera touches a person skin to skin, she is able to see several potential outcomes of their future, depending on the choices they make, and in the early part of her life that was her bread and butter. She lived in solitude, sometimes taking great joy in frightening those around her and sometimes mourning her lack of personal contact, but always hunting the children of nearby villages for her next meal.
It was during her time in Bulgaria that the second thing happened, when she received a guest that was concerned about the health of a babe he and his wife had found and taken in that seemed to get more and more ill as time progressed and only wanted to feed on blood. When Sera touched his hand, she saw a vision of a child, beautiful but strange in much the same way that she was strange, and she knew immediately what the man must do to keep the child alive. She gave him her advice and sold him a poultice to keep any wounds from blood donation clean and healed, and sent him on his way, though she kept track of the child for years afterward. She'd heard tales of others with similar hungers and abilities to hers, but the boy she'd seen inside the man's mind that day was the closest and most tangible.
And then after many years, the boy grew up and was a man. He was gorgeous and dangerous and terrifying and so like her that Sera couldn't stop herself from seeking him out and eventually taking him to her bed. They lived together for a while in decadence, feasting to the point of gluttony and exhausting each other between the sheets, but for all their similarities and chemistry they were quite different, and it ended as most things do after time.
After that, Sera spent more time moving around, resuming much the same life she had before taking a serious lover. Over time she was able to learn to blend in with humans more, take lovers more frequently, and not rely so much on her fortune telling for survival. After the Witch Hunts of the nineteenth century, flying beneath the radar became a bit more necessary, and Sera discovered through necessity that she could feed on the energy of children without actually eating them. That knowledge lead her to take many jobs as a governess or nanny throughout Europe, using the knowledge she'd acquired over her long life as a front for an education (though Sera has never stepped foot inside a school or university as a means for her own education) and the ability to blend in that she'd developed to pass herself off as human.
Her first failed attempt at being a governess ended when she accidentally drew too much energy from the child, leaving it sick and bedridden while in her care and eventually killing it. She left Europe then for America, having learned that she required too much energy to feed from only one child, and began working in schools and orphanages all over the country where there were a high concentration of children so she could take only a little from each every day. She moved every few years to hide the fact that she didn't age until recent years, after the civil rights movement for supernatural species brought her to Cambion City.
There she used her considerable wealth to purchase the catholic orphanage in town, figuring her strange habits when feeding would be less questionable if she actually owned the establishment, but kept the nuns of St. Paul's on to see that the children were cared for. She had a home built in the woods behind her orphanage, far enough away that she's still got privacy but close enough for her to walk, and there she stays. It's far more of a docile life than she'd expected when she was young, but it suits her just fine.
Special Skills/Abilities: Fortune-telling, energy feeding, and an ancient knowledge of herbs, potions, and remedies.
Personal Weaknesses: Feeding: Sera is utterly dependent on living off of children. She has tried feeding on adults and animals and simply sipping blood over the course of her lifetime, but nothing works. It is dangerous, it makes her dangerous when she's hungry, but it's simply the way things are.
Solitary: Sera has lived most of her life alone out of necessity, and it is basically her default setting. She doesn't really know how to live with or share her life with someone, mostly because aside from Coco, no one that she's been in a relationship with has ever really known the entirety of who/what she is.
Dangerous: Sera is quite dangerous, more dangerous than even she thinks, as she doesn't fully understand the repercussions of denying her true nature. She's put off feeding the proper way for years and she's bound to buckle at some point or another, and then who knows when she'll stop.
Personal Strengths:
Immortality: As long as Sera is well-fed, she cannot die, nor can she be injured in any way. Any bodily harm she sustains heals instantaneously when she is well fed, and a bit slower when she is not.
Knowledge: Sera is not educated in the traditional sense, but she has lived long enough to acquire enough information about the world and various cultures that she might as well have been. Her knowledge of potions and herbal remedies is vast, though she can't create anything truly magical (youth elixers, love potions, etc). She is fluent in nearly every language spoken on the planet today, and has a basic knowledge of those that she isn't.
Likes: Red wine, carnivorous activities, sex, tall men with broad shoulders and beautiful eyes, curvaceous women, art, swing dancing, flapper dresses, quirky hats and nice shoes, lingerie, peacocks (mostly for their feathers), dogs, cats, the sound of crunching bones.
Dislikes: The personalities of most children, traffic, driving, women that are as skinny as she is, men that are shorter than her, spray paint, costume jewelry, the smell and taste of tomato juice, eggs, and cottage cheese.
Family: None
Profession: Owner of Serafina's Home for Orphaned Children and occasionally a fortune teller
Living Conditions: Her house, a two-story brick house surrounded by a cement gate and several peacocks, located in the woods behind the Orphanage.