Isabel St. Marie is a splash of color. That's the first thing that anyone notices her when seeing her. Her clothes are always a bright, flowing, mix of color, from the long, full skirts she favors to the scarfs that pull back her hair from her face. And the jewelry - large silver rings, beaded necklaces, dangling hoops. Her accent, when she speaks, is obviously foreign: its not quiet French, but close.
Still, one might get the impression that there's some thing a tad odd about the entire effect. With all the color, the jewelry, it's the way someone would dress if they wanted to draw attention to herself. Yet, everything else about her manner, the way she holds herself, the way she speaks, how little she speaks, might give just the opposite impression.
She stands about 5'4", and has the well toned body of an athlete. Her hair is pure black, and falls over her shoulders in long, tight, spiraling curls. Usually, its kept from her face with the aid of a scarf or clip. Her features are rather delicate, if somewhat plain. The exception might be her large, almond shaped eyes that match her hair in darkness of color. Her complication, on the other hand, tends towards the more pale.
There are few things that people agree on, after meeting Isabeau, but one of them is that she is generally pleasant, if almost too much, and in a sort of stand-offish way. When dealing with her customers, the regulars who visit her restaurant after a hard days work, she's friendly and warm, patient to listen to this story and that, or laugh at what ever joke is being told at the bar. But when outside of the dining room, and, especially in her dealings with other Kindred, there can be little doubt that there is some underlying coolness to her words and actions. Always perfectly happy to lend a hand..for a certain price. More then willing to listen to anything that anyone has to say to her, but never willing to talk about herself, her own vampire background.
This has lead to no small amount of speculation in by the Manchester Kindred since her arrival, nine years ago. Most have assumed her clan to be Toreador: not only are her talents in music and dance well known, but one of the few solid facts about her that has come to light is the long amount of time she spent in Rio. Others have guessed Gangrel, Ravnos, even Caitiff. But she has never bothered to set anyone clear on the matter. The one thing she has made clear: she is not an enlisted member of the Camerilla. Weather that means she's just a loner, and Independent, Anarch, or Sabbat is anyone's guess. And she keeps it that way.
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