1500's ish Casiphia was born to her loving mother, Margery. Margery was the beloved mistress of Lord de Moreton, a nobleman with a wife and a lovely daughter; Asphodel(or now known as). Casi grew up knowing her older sister and looking up to her. It was easy to get along with her and love her; just as their father loved them and her mother. She never truly met Asphodel's mother, only hearing that she was a scary woman and to leave her be and so the young lady did. Instead, she followed in her sister's Arcanist path but took on learning the chaos of Pandora Magic. She took to it well, it was chaotic but enjoyable. Casi found that when she created chaos, it was beautiful. A beautiful chaos that did not wish to be contained that she just enjoyed watching and seeing how far it would blood; like weeds in a garden. Similar to that, her chaos took the form of plants and spread out from their central point to puff out bits of chaotic material into the air to induce its effects. In the chaos though, around Casi's 24th birthday, she found herself growing ill. At first, she hid her sickness, unable to fathom that she might actually be really sick but her nursemaid noticed the onset of spots dotting her porcelain skin. It had been some time since Casi had seen her older sister, when she did, the young woman was slowly declining even further and it would be then that her sister decided to take her to Egypt. Their father protested, as well as her mother but Casi pleaded. Wanting to spend her last days with her sister and to see the beautiful lands of Egypt and the temples before she passed since, at this time, there was no cure for smallpox. After buying passage and covering Casiphia with make-up, they got a cargo ship to take them from their home all the way to Egypt. The trip was painfully long and Casi rarely left her bed but when her sister was around it was better. During this trip, it would be assumed by their families that young Casiphia had succumbed to her illness and her sister had taken care of everything. Unknown to them, Asphodel had brought Casiphia to the place where she had been cursed and reborn into a vampire. Her in this Temple that would also be her tomb, the infection ravaging her body would claim her life but in return it made way for her to be reborn. Through her fevered haze, Casi recalled very few things but the change that went on with her felt like a waking nightmare that she had to walk through to get to the other side. When she came out the other end, her world was changed. Her food source was also changed but she was no longer was ill. Her skin had cleared and she looked beautiful without the marring of the pox that had tried to claim her. Instead, her sister saved her. Even though she would outlive their father and her own mother, Casiphia accepted this with grace. Through the years, she stuck close with Asphodel, never straying far until she was but a baby of a hundred, and decided to explore a little on her own. When she did, she was sure to keep in contact with her sister so that she knew that she was safe and sound. Feeding off of others became an art, something she was never the greatest with but with her being able to sneak up on others similar to a cat does, she could feed with relative ease. ~ The years jumbled a bit together, seeing countries rise and fall. Watching new ones being born and grow to their own power while Casiphia learned her own and what she might like to be in and from year to year, it changes! ~ When it came time to find out where her sister landed though, she would learn she was in Easthaven and so, came her trek from Egypt once more to go visit her and see what trouble she might have gotten up to this time around.