This is Raven Meridius.
Link.Link.Weapons: two blades sword(legendary).
Silver Sword(legendary).
Gear:Black mages robe
Vampire royal armor.
Vampire's robes.
Vampire boots.
Vampire armor(all colors)
vampire gauntlets.
Noble's clothes.
Fine boots.
Jewelry:Ring of the Beast.
Ring of Erudite.
Savlan amulet.
Major Skills:One-Handed(100)
Destruction(100)
Illusion(100)
Restoration(100)
Sneak(100)
Speech(100)
Light Armor(100)
Minor Skills:Archery(81)
Alchemy(100)
Enchanting(93)
Conjuration(88)
Alteration(87)
Heavy armor(74)
Block(71)
Two-handed(70)
Spells:Vampiric Drain.
Fireball.
Chain Lightning.
Fire Rune.
Fire Storm.
Lightning Rune.
Sparks,
Flame Cloak.
Lightning Cloak.
Incinerate.
Wall of flame.
Wall of lightning.
Thunder Bolt.
Shouts:None.
Powers:Vampire's Seduction.
Vampire Lord Form.
Voice of the Emperor.
Vampire's sight.
Quirks and Personality:-Has no love for human life. Period. She doesn't kill out of sadistic pleasures, but rather, only when she can personally benefit from the situation. Killing for sadistic pleasure is, as she considers it, the work of degenerate fools. Doesn't mean she will be rude to people. Whatever she gain my charm alone, she uses it. When facing enemies, however, she'll utterly destroy them.
-Will not associate with any other Daedric Prince except Molag Bal and Clavicus Vile. That means NO Meridia. What. So. Ever.
-Occasionally feeds without being caught. If she starves herself, she won't go near a city until she's satisfied.
-Uses fire spells, but loves to use lightning in all forms.
-Hunts both Dawnguard and any other enemy vampires.
-Diet consists only of human flesh, hearts, and blood potions and at times, venison.
More info on Raven can be found
here.
Body info: Eh . . . . I . . .should remake her! The old Raven looked 100% true to the artwork of her, but I tried remaking her after Dawnguard DLC sort of messed her image and made her into a rather frightening vampire, which she is, but only at the heart

If only I took pics of her older self.
This post has been edited by Darkness Eternal: Jun 21 2013, 12:22 AM
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”