Vampire Ithaca Kristen
Character description
I came to be the way I am when I was 15. My parents were murdered and hung from the eves of our home when I was 10.
I lived alone from then on, not going out, afraid I would be next. My life was full of fear and lonliness. I had no one there to comfort me, to make me smile and feel not so scared, I was a prisoner of my own mind and I couldn't escape.
I spent my days sleeping and dreaming of dark shapes and evil spirits in the shadows of the house, I would always wake before night fell, too afraid to be unknowing of the activities going on as I slept.
On the night of my fifteenth birthday, I made myself gifts from paper and markers, little doodles of my life as it once was, happy and free.
I was reading up in the attic and didn't hear the intruder, until it was too late.
He came up behind me and whispered softly in my ear, "Try not to scream, I like my meals to be calm, it makes it much easier when you are willing." My heart raced a mile a minute in my chest and I was to frightend to do anything but sit there, paralized with fear as he leaned back my head and bit into my neck. It only stung for a little bit but then i was over come with an overwelming sensation of floating and total and complete peace. I closed my eyes and let the feelings take over, not caring if he drained my completely.
I could hear my own heart slowing its steady beat and then eventually stop all together, and my only thought was, thank you for sending me home.
I was in darkness for what seemed like forever but came out when I tasted a sweet yet bitter taste on my toung and running down my throat, it was ambrosia and I wanted much more. I opened my eyes and was staring up into the hazle brown pools of a young man, not much older than I, my gaze searched the room and found that i was no longer in my home but in a small log home with a thatch roof and no windows. Candles of all shapes and sizes filled the room, their flicering shadows dancing on the walls.
"Glad to see you are finally awake, I was starting to worry." His voice was like silk and it gave me goosebumps.
"I was wondering if I could have my wrist back now, if its not too much trouble." He smiled and I then realised I had been suckilng on his slit and bleeding wrist.
I quickly let go and sat up in the small bed I had been resting in and huddled in a tight ball in the corner of the bed and started to cry, even more scared than when I was alone.
"Please Ithaca, don't be afraid of me, i will take care of you and will let no harm come to you, I swear on all the life that i have." He said as he stood and walked towards me, holding out his hand, asking me to take it.
"How do you know my name?" Was all I could say.
"I know alot more about you than you may think. Lets just say I have been your guardian angle for quite some time." He sat infront of me and put his hand on my knee. I pulled away at how cold it was.
"Only thing about being dead, I am cold to the touch, but I am soo warm on the inside."
I looked at him with shock, "You are dead?"
"Yes, I am a vampire and now, so are you. Its not so bad once you get over the little things like no pulse and not having to breathe." He chuckled.
For the first time since I had woken i noticed i didn't need to breathe and strangly, that was not scarry for me.
"My name is Mavato, just to let you know."
"I like it. Where are we anyway?"
"My home, its the only place you will be safe, i couldn't leave you in that home of yours, it was being heavily watched by those mangy muts." Mavato's eyes became dark at his mentioning.
"What?" I wasn't sure of what he spoke.
"Werewolves Ithaca, the scum that walk this earth, not worthy enough to lick the mud from my boots. We are at war with them and you are now a part of this war, my apprentice if you will. I will train you in the art of killing and you will join me in battle against them."
From that day on, Mavato has taught me many things and I am now a killing machine and am a full fleged Vampire.
I love Mavato for changing me and will spend eternity trying to repay him for saving me. Mavato is my life and I am his, we fell in love and will always be together, doing what we do best...ridding the planet of the weak and pathetic race that walk among us, we will kill every last werewolve until ony us and the humans reamain.
Mavato and I went into hiding, needing rest and time to be alone with each other. Falling asleep in one anothers embrace, we had no clue of what was about to happen to our clan and our home.
The Mutts attacked not long after we were in "hibernation". They Slaughterd everyone, all of our friends, leaving nothing but their maimed bloody corpses behind, all as we slept peacefully and completely unaware.
After what felt like an eternity, my love woke and stirred me with a gentle kiss, my lips responding immeadatley, wanting to pull him back down to the bed and have him once more before we fed, but he was persistent and would not allow me to slumber any longer, "Ithaca, my love, it is time to feed." His softly spoken words kicked my hunger into gear and I sat up with the blood lust already taking control of my body, the lining of my eyes slowly turning a deep crimson. "Yes, I think that is a wonderful idea." I said back to him as I turned to look him in the eye, his becoming identical to mine, "But I think we may need to dress elgently for such and occasion." My smile was sarcastic but serious at the same time, my fangs slowly unsheathing, down past my bottom lip. "Now, now, darling, you must wait for your dinner. We are not fully ready to leave the domicile." He smiled sweetly and summoned his black robes and his armor. I slowly stood from the bed as if I'd only slept a few hours instead of hundreds of years and summoned my crimson and black robes, giggling softly at Mavato's low groan of wanting, rumbled up his throat as he watched my robes cover the soft smooth naked curves of my body, "You will have your chance love, trust me, you will." My smile of antisipation mimiked his and my black and red armor strapped itself into place, fitting my slender body like a glove.
His eyes caught mine from across the room and I could see the lust not only for blood but for me quickly surfacing. I slowly walked over to him, my fingers walking up his arms and around his neck, he suddenly fiercly pulled my body to his, crushing me against the cold steele of his breast plate, his lips coming down hard on mine and kissing me deep, his fangs peircing my lip and his tounge gently lapping at the wound.
I pulled away slowly, not wanting to stop but knowing if I didn't, he would devour me, "Mavato, my love, we must hunt before we take each other, you know that."
"Yes I do, but I want you so badly!" His voice was deep and harsh, his self restraint failing quickly and he lunged in for another kiss, His lips consuming mine once again in a kiss so unrestrained, I knew I could not resist him. His lips kissed at the curve of my neck and down my shoulder. His skilled hands removed my armor and let it drop to the ground, it took all the streangth I had to not tackle him right then and there. He held my hands at my sides as he kissed down my body, unlacing my robes and kissing my skin so softly. My body craved his touch, I wanted him to take me. His eyes were losing the blood lust and were just his normal hazle brown puppy eyes that I loved. My moans were becoming loud and uncontrolable as he slowed his ravenous kisses to soft, barley noticeable feather light kisses. he slowly stood and I nearly wailed out in sexual frustration, but his hand went over my mouth, "Ithaca, my love, we must feed, I will take you later, when i know we can both restrain ourselves." He kissed my forehead and grabbed my sword and handed it to me, replacing my armor readying me for anything. With Mavato by my side we slowly opened the exit out into the main room of our home, but we did not move when we saw the masacree that stood before us.
Our friends bodies were strewn across every possible surface, the stench over powering to our sensitive noses. My stomach churned and I held back a powerful urge to vomit. Mavato's hands caught me just as I almost hit the blood soaked floor, he pulled me up and wrapped me in a tight embrace, sheilding my eyes from the gruesome view. My sob's of grief and pain echoed around the large empty hall, his hands stroking my hair trying to calm me. "Shh, Ithaca, be still my love, everything will be alright, we will get revenge for their insolence, we will have our vengance!"
I fell out of his arm's and screamed out of the bowels of my exsistance, a scream I knew would reach the ear's of those responsible, filled with pain and remorse, and so much rage, they would feel it deep in their cold black soul's!!!
Ahead of Mavato, in search of the furry scum, wanting immeadiate revenge, wanting to have the satisfaction of feeling my sword carve through the dirty, imbread flesh of the mutts. My mind, heart and soul focused only on finding and slaughtering them. Mavato trying to get through to me, telling me to wait until I am back to my full streangth, but I know I can take them know and that nothing can stop my rage from fullfilling its desire. I can feel his mind trying to get through to min, but I keep it closed to him so he can't see that I will do anything to get what I want. He's beside me, staring sternly at me, a fierce and serious look in his brown eyes, I almost falter when he touches me, trying to stop my steps, but I pull away, not thinking about anything, but death. He steps infront of me and grabs me tight in his unbreakeable grip, his eyes unjoking and totaly void of sentiment, "Ithaca, I know how you are feeling, I want what you want, but you must think this over rasionally. You can't just go off on this rampage, ready to kill anything that gets in the way including me, do you remember that I love you? I know you hurt and I know we want the same, but you must remember US first and foremost because if something happens to you, I won't be able to go on and if something happens to me...you aren't strong enough to survive on you own, you know that." His Gaze softens and I melt at his look of love, "You know I love you too Mavato, how could I not." My lips press against his and his hands release their grip on my arms and slide to my lower back pulling me in for a deep passionate kiss.
I lived alone from then on, not going out, afraid I would be next. My life was full of fear and lonliness. I had no one there to comfort me, to make me smile and feel not so scared, I was a prisoner of my own mind and I couldn't escape.
I spent my days sleeping and dreaming of dark shapes and evil spirits in the shadows of the house, I would always wake before night fell, too afraid to be unknowing of the activities going on as I slept.
On the night of my fifteenth birthday, I made myself gifts from paper and markers, little doodles of my life as it once was, happy and free.
I was reading up in the attic and didn't hear the intruder, until it was too late.
He came up behind me and whispered softly in my ear, "Try not to scream, I like my meals to be calm, it makes it much easier when you are willing." My heart raced a mile a minute in my chest and I was to frightend to do anything but sit there, paralized with fear as he leaned back my head and bit into my neck. It only stung for a little bit but then i was over come with an overwelming sensation of floating and total and complete peace. I closed my eyes and let the feelings take over, not caring if he drained my completely.
I could hear my own heart slowing its steady beat and then eventually stop all together, and my only thought was, thank you for sending me home.
I was in darkness for what seemed like forever but came out when I tasted a sweet yet bitter taste on my toung and running down my throat, it was ambrosia and I wanted much more. I opened my eyes and was staring up into the hazle brown pools of a young man, not much older than I, my gaze searched the room and found that i was no longer in my home but in a small log home with a thatch roof and no windows. Candles of all shapes and sizes filled the room, their flicering shadows dancing on the walls.
"Glad to see you are finally awake, I was starting to worry." His voice was like silk and it gave me goosebumps.
"I was wondering if I could have my wrist back now, if its not too much trouble." He smiled and I then realised I had been suckilng on his slit and bleeding wrist.
I quickly let go and sat up in the small bed I had been resting in and huddled in a tight ball in the corner of the bed and started to cry, even more scared than when I was alone.
"Please Ithaca, don't be afraid of me, i will take care of you and will let no harm come to you, I swear on all the life that i have." He said as he stood and walked towards me, holding out his hand, asking me to take it.
"How do you know my name?" Was all I could say.
"I know alot more about you than you may think. Lets just say I have been your guardian angle for quite some time." He sat infront of me and put his hand on my knee. I pulled away at how cold it was.
"Only thing about being dead, I am cold to the touch, but I am soo warm on the inside."
I looked at him with shock, "You are dead?"
"Yes, I am a vampire and now, so are you. Its not so bad once you get over the little things like no pulse and not having to breathe." He chuckled.
For the first time since I had woken i noticed i didn't need to breathe and strangly, that was not scarry for me.
"My name is Mavato, just to let you know."
"I like it. Where are we anyway?"
"My home, its the only place you will be safe, i couldn't leave you in that home of yours, it was being heavily watched by those mangy muts." Mavato's eyes became dark at his mentioning.
"What?" I wasn't sure of what he spoke.
"Werewolves Ithaca, the scum that walk this earth, not worthy enough to lick the mud from my boots. We are at war with them and you are now a part of this war, my apprentice if you will. I will train you in the art of killing and you will join me in battle against them."
From that day on, Mavato has taught me many things and I am now a killing machine and am a full fleged Vampire.
I love Mavato for changing me and will spend eternity trying to repay him for saving me. Mavato is my life and I am his, we fell in love and will always be together, doing what we do best...ridding the planet of the weak and pathetic race that walk among us, we will kill every last werewolve until ony us and the humans reamain.
Mavato and I went into hiding, needing rest and time to be alone with each other. Falling asleep in one anothers embrace, we had no clue of what was about to happen to our clan and our home.
The Mutts attacked not long after we were in "hibernation". They Slaughterd everyone, all of our friends, leaving nothing but their maimed bloody corpses behind, all as we slept peacefully and completely unaware.
After what felt like an eternity, my love woke and stirred me with a gentle kiss, my lips responding immeadatley, wanting to pull him back down to the bed and have him once more before we fed, but he was persistent and would not allow me to slumber any longer, "Ithaca, my love, it is time to feed." His softly spoken words kicked my hunger into gear and I sat up with the blood lust already taking control of my body, the lining of my eyes slowly turning a deep crimson. "Yes, I think that is a wonderful idea." I said back to him as I turned to look him in the eye, his becoming identical to mine, "But I think we may need to dress elgently for such and occasion." My smile was sarcastic but serious at the same time, my fangs slowly unsheathing, down past my bottom lip. "Now, now, darling, you must wait for your dinner. We are not fully ready to leave the domicile." He smiled sweetly and summoned his black robes and his armor. I slowly stood from the bed as if I'd only slept a few hours instead of hundreds of years and summoned my crimson and black robes, giggling softly at Mavato's low groan of wanting, rumbled up his throat as he watched my robes cover the soft smooth naked curves of my body, "You will have your chance love, trust me, you will." My smile of antisipation mimiked his and my black and red armor strapped itself into place, fitting my slender body like a glove.
His eyes caught mine from across the room and I could see the lust not only for blood but for me quickly surfacing. I slowly walked over to him, my fingers walking up his arms and around his neck, he suddenly fiercly pulled my body to his, crushing me against the cold steele of his breast plate, his lips coming down hard on mine and kissing me deep, his fangs peircing my lip and his tounge gently lapping at the wound.
I pulled away slowly, not wanting to stop but knowing if I didn't, he would devour me, "Mavato, my love, we must hunt before we take each other, you know that."
"Yes I do, but I want you so badly!" His voice was deep and harsh, his self restraint failing quickly and he lunged in for another kiss, His lips consuming mine once again in a kiss so unrestrained, I knew I could not resist him. His lips kissed at the curve of my neck and down my shoulder. His skilled hands removed my armor and let it drop to the ground, it took all the streangth I had to not tackle him right then and there. He held my hands at my sides as he kissed down my body, unlacing my robes and kissing my skin so softly. My body craved his touch, I wanted him to take me. His eyes were losing the blood lust and were just his normal hazle brown puppy eyes that I loved. My moans were becoming loud and uncontrolable as he slowed his ravenous kisses to soft, barley noticeable feather light kisses. he slowly stood and I nearly wailed out in sexual frustration, but his hand went over my mouth, "Ithaca, my love, we must feed, I will take you later, when i know we can both restrain ourselves." He kissed my forehead and grabbed my sword and handed it to me, replacing my armor readying me for anything. With Mavato by my side we slowly opened the exit out into the main room of our home, but we did not move when we saw the masacree that stood before us.
Our friends bodies were strewn across every possible surface, the stench over powering to our sensitive noses. My stomach churned and I held back a powerful urge to vomit. Mavato's hands caught me just as I almost hit the blood soaked floor, he pulled me up and wrapped me in a tight embrace, sheilding my eyes from the gruesome view. My sob's of grief and pain echoed around the large empty hall, his hands stroking my hair trying to calm me. "Shh, Ithaca, be still my love, everything will be alright, we will get revenge for their insolence, we will have our vengance!"
I fell out of his arm's and screamed out of the bowels of my exsistance, a scream I knew would reach the ear's of those responsible, filled with pain and remorse, and so much rage, they would feel it deep in their cold black soul's!!!
Ahead of Mavato, in search of the furry scum, wanting immeadiate revenge, wanting to have the satisfaction of feeling my sword carve through the dirty, imbread flesh of the mutts. My mind, heart and soul focused only on finding and slaughtering them. Mavato trying to get through to me, telling me to wait until I am back to my full streangth, but I know I can take them know and that nothing can stop my rage from fullfilling its desire. I can feel his mind trying to get through to min, but I keep it closed to him so he can't see that I will do anything to get what I want. He's beside me, staring sternly at me, a fierce and serious look in his brown eyes, I almost falter when he touches me, trying to stop my steps, but I pull away, not thinking about anything, but death. He steps infront of me and grabs me tight in his unbreakeable grip, his eyes unjoking and totaly void of sentiment, "Ithaca, I know how you are feeling, I want what you want, but you must think this over rasionally. You can't just go off on this rampage, ready to kill anything that gets in the way including me, do you remember that I love you? I know you hurt and I know we want the same, but you must remember US first and foremost because if something happens to you, I won't be able to go on and if something happens to me...you aren't strong enough to survive on you own, you know that." His Gaze softens and I melt at his look of love, "You know I love you too Mavato, how could I not." My lips press against his and his hands release their grip on my arms and slide to my lower back pulling me in for a deep passionate kiss.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 49,368.87 litres of blood |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 10 |
| Fights: | 590 |
| Victories: | 102 |
| Defeats: | 488 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 1,000.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 24,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 6239.89 |
| Damage from enemies: | 116611.92 |
The attributes of Ithaca Kristen:
| Character level: | Level 19 |
| Strength: |    (26) |
| Defence: | (26) |
| Agility: | (24) |
| Stamina: | (24) |
| Dexterity: | (24) |
| Experience: |   (1820|1805) |
The ancestral site statistics of Ithaca Kristen
| Attempted challenges: | 0 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 0 |
The sentinel of Ithaca Kristen
| Sentinel breed: | Enraged hound |
| Sentinel name: | Enraged hound |
| Attack: | (10) |
| Defence: | (6) |
| Stamina: | (6) |
Profile
| Gender: | female |
| Age: | 15-20 Years |
| Hometown: | All the towns inhabitants were slaughtered mysteriously (hehehe) |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Ithaca Kristen has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
Ithaca Kristen has created 1 Vampires so far:
| Dark Wisper | Level 11 | Loot 16774.83 litres of blood |