I am Insanity itself

Type: The first trial-and-error of a muse.
Marital Status: Usually single. Occasionally takes a lover, but never for long.
Looks: Nothing specific. She appeals to each person who looks at her, sometimes appearing as a young girl of five, sometimes an old woman of seventy, or anything imbetween. Whatever catches a persons attention or pleases them.

Personality: She's pretty out there. She can usually hold a conversation, but not a useful one. Her thoughts are random, sometimes pointless, and careless. On occasion she can be useful and sane, but it doesn't last long. After living a few thousand years, she's gotten a little lonely, and has to talk to herself for equal footing in a conversation.
Likes: Stars, dolls, anything shiney, pretty colors, laughter...

Dislikes: Anyone who tells her she can't do something, bad smells, anything that trys to hurt her (obvious, I know.)
Magic: She can read minds, even most blocked ones, and twist thoughts to what she wants people to think.
Fighting Skills: None. She's powerless. She can't attack or defend herself in any way, shape or form, except to change a persons thoughts, and then only when she's calm.

History: Like I said, born with the first thought. She lives on the sanity of others, often leaving people dead or worse. Has been terribly envious of her muse-cousins since they were created, because they were perfection and she was the mistake. Difts through life from place to place, without care for what happens, or how long it takes.
Family: The muses. They have never aknoledged her presence, though she strays close to the well inspired.