Vampire faerie.heart
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Character description
I was not always a vampire of course. Like most, I was bitten and turned. Once I was just an average human, the daughter of an inn keeper. I worked hard every day to help my father. Cleaning, cooking, and the like.
I lead a normal life for a middle class girl. I worked, went to school, and I even had a lover, William, the son of a blacksmith. But one fateful night, a terrible yet wonderful thing happened.
Whilst walking through the park with my lover, I spotted an overturned carriage. William and I went over to see if anyone was hurt. We saw blood upon the ground and a limp arm coming out the carriage window. I turned away so as not to faint from the horrific sight. And as I turned, a figure stepped out before me. I saw nothing more than a flash of teeth and glowing eyes before all went black.
I awoke upon a lavish bed and immediately knew that something was wrong. My neck was in terrible pain so I reached my hand up to touch it. I felt two holes and when I drew my hand back, there was blood upon it.
I looked around the room and saw William lying on the floor in a pool of blood. I raced over to his side and pulled his head into my lap. He had holes in his arms as if someone had grasped him too hard and his head was bleeding as if he'd been thrown to the floor where he lay. I heard a noise behind me and turned my head to look.
A woman was standing there. She had blood dripping from her lips and hands.
"Who are you?" I asked. Since it was the only question I could find within my addled mind.
"I am Morbida Darkmoon and this is my home." She said, making a sweeping gesture at the room about me.
"W-why have you brought me here? Why have you brought harm to my lover and I?" I asked.
Morbida said nothing. She only smiled and continued to stare down at me. I was desperate for answers and very frightened. I carefully placed William's head back upon the floor, then jumped up and grabbed her by the sholders.
"Do not touch me human!" she yelled as she stepped quickly out of my grasp, "you will know soon enough why you have been brought here."
She walked towards the door, then turned about to face me once again.
"There are clean clothes for you and your lover on the table there. You will also find a wash basin there so that you may cleanse your wounds."
Then she left the room, closing the door behind her. I heard the sound of a key in the lock and knew William and I were trapped there. I carefully dressed William's wounds before I did my own. Then I changed him and myself into the fresh clothes. I attempted to lift him up and place him on the bed but could not, so I contented with putting a pillow under his head. Then I went to the bed myself and slept.
I do not know for how long I was asleep, for the shudders were nailed shut and no light could get through. But when I awoke I saw that my lover had been chained to a wall and Morbida was standing over him.
"What are you doing to him?!" I asked as I jumped up from the bed.
"Ah, so you are finally awake. Now it is time for you to learn of your purpouse here." She said.
"M-my purpouse? What purpouse could someone like me possibly have. And what does it have to do with you?" I asked.
"Well dear," she said, "it just so happens that you look very much like my daughter who sadly passed on many years ago. If you haven't noticed by now child, I am a vampire. And I wish to make you one as well."
My heart sank. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to escape this place. I had never believed in vampires before in my life but I knew that if such a thing existed, this woman surely was one of them. At the very least, I had to attempt to save the life of my dear William.
"Fine then," I said, "you may have me but please let William go! He cannot possibly be of any use to you. Please let him go, I beg of you!"
"Oh no darling, he has a very special purpouse. He's going to be your first meal!" She declared.
"No!" I shouted, "I couildn't possibly! Please, please! I'll do anything, just please let him go!"
"I think not, my dear."
And with that, she swooped down upon me and sunk her teeth exactally where my previous wounds were.
I felt myself become weaker and weaker every moment. I could hardly move, though I did attempt to struggle out of her grip. It was of no use, she was far to powerfull and I was far to weak. I stood there as she drank, wishing for it all to end. Wishing to wake up and find that this had all be some horrible nightmare.
Finally she finished and released her teeth from my neck. She pulled a knife from her bodice, cut open her own hand, and tried to let the blood drip into my mouth. I closed my mouth tight and turned my aside. But she forced my mouth open and held my head straight. I was helpless, I could do nothing as the blood dripped down my throat.
She finally stopped and let me fall to the floor. I lay there and waited for my end to come. Suddenly I started to writhe in pain, it hurt so much I could scarcely see. I thought my head would burst in from the pain when it stopped as suddenly as it had come.
I felt different, new, refreshed somehow. I felt that my body had changed. My body was stronger, my eyesight was better, I could smell and things I never had before, and I had grown fangs. I looked at Morbida and then to William. He hung from the wall like some rag. But I did not wish to eat him, as Morbida had led me to believe. I wanted to hate her, but somehow, I could not. I felt for her the same feelings I felt for my own mother. I knew it was not right, but that I could not change it.
Morbida smiled and said "you may not want him now, but believe me child, you will."
And she left the room and locked the door without another word.
For a very long time I sat on the bed and stared at William. I knew I would not be able to wake him no matter how hard I tried, even though I did not even bother to try. I just knew. I was satisfied simply knowing that he was still alive even if he was not concious. Finally I fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes I realised that my stomach was in a terrible pain. I felt a hunger growing inside me and that hunger was directed toward William. I loved him so dearly and I willed myself to stop thinking of my aching stomach. And again I fell asleep.
When I awoke again the hunger was so strong I almost couldn't bear it. I walked over to William and lifted his head. He opened his eyes and looked into mine briefly before his eyelids fluttered shut again. I stepped back and started to pace the room. I was so hungry yet I did not want to harm my William. I knew Morbida would not give me someone else to feed upon. She wanted it to be this way. She couldn't let William live or he could tell everyone about the vampires. I understood her reasons yet I hated them.
Finally I could not take it any longer. I ran over to William, punctured his neck with my new fangs, and drank deeply of his blood. I felt horrid after he was drained, but there was nothing I could do. I cried over his corpse until Morbida came and took it away.
That was many many years ago. During the 18th century in fact, I have long forgotten the exact dates. I have long since left the home of Morbida Darkmoon. She allowed me to live however I choose, with occasional visits to see her of course. Now I hunt werewolves, like many other vampires. There is a war going on between our races. But that is another story entirely.
I lead a normal life for a middle class girl. I worked, went to school, and I even had a lover, William, the son of a blacksmith. But one fateful night, a terrible yet wonderful thing happened.
Whilst walking through the park with my lover, I spotted an overturned carriage. William and I went over to see if anyone was hurt. We saw blood upon the ground and a limp arm coming out the carriage window. I turned away so as not to faint from the horrific sight. And as I turned, a figure stepped out before me. I saw nothing more than a flash of teeth and glowing eyes before all went black.
I awoke upon a lavish bed and immediately knew that something was wrong. My neck was in terrible pain so I reached my hand up to touch it. I felt two holes and when I drew my hand back, there was blood upon it.
I looked around the room and saw William lying on the floor in a pool of blood. I raced over to his side and pulled his head into my lap. He had holes in his arms as if someone had grasped him too hard and his head was bleeding as if he'd been thrown to the floor where he lay. I heard a noise behind me and turned my head to look.
A woman was standing there. She had blood dripping from her lips and hands.
"Who are you?" I asked. Since it was the only question I could find within my addled mind.
"I am Morbida Darkmoon and this is my home." She said, making a sweeping gesture at the room about me.
"W-why have you brought me here? Why have you brought harm to my lover and I?" I asked.
Morbida said nothing. She only smiled and continued to stare down at me. I was desperate for answers and very frightened. I carefully placed William's head back upon the floor, then jumped up and grabbed her by the sholders.
"Do not touch me human!" she yelled as she stepped quickly out of my grasp, "you will know soon enough why you have been brought here."
She walked towards the door, then turned about to face me once again.
"There are clean clothes for you and your lover on the table there. You will also find a wash basin there so that you may cleanse your wounds."
Then she left the room, closing the door behind her. I heard the sound of a key in the lock and knew William and I were trapped there. I carefully dressed William's wounds before I did my own. Then I changed him and myself into the fresh clothes. I attempted to lift him up and place him on the bed but could not, so I contented with putting a pillow under his head. Then I went to the bed myself and slept.
I do not know for how long I was asleep, for the shudders were nailed shut and no light could get through. But when I awoke I saw that my lover had been chained to a wall and Morbida was standing over him.
"What are you doing to him?!" I asked as I jumped up from the bed.
"Ah, so you are finally awake. Now it is time for you to learn of your purpouse here." She said.
"M-my purpouse? What purpouse could someone like me possibly have. And what does it have to do with you?" I asked.
"Well dear," she said, "it just so happens that you look very much like my daughter who sadly passed on many years ago. If you haven't noticed by now child, I am a vampire. And I wish to make you one as well."
My heart sank. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to escape this place. I had never believed in vampires before in my life but I knew that if such a thing existed, this woman surely was one of them. At the very least, I had to attempt to save the life of my dear William.
"Fine then," I said, "you may have me but please let William go! He cannot possibly be of any use to you. Please let him go, I beg of you!"
"Oh no darling, he has a very special purpouse. He's going to be your first meal!" She declared.
"No!" I shouted, "I couildn't possibly! Please, please! I'll do anything, just please let him go!"
"I think not, my dear."
And with that, she swooped down upon me and sunk her teeth exactally where my previous wounds were.
I felt myself become weaker and weaker every moment. I could hardly move, though I did attempt to struggle out of her grip. It was of no use, she was far to powerfull and I was far to weak. I stood there as she drank, wishing for it all to end. Wishing to wake up and find that this had all be some horrible nightmare.
Finally she finished and released her teeth from my neck. She pulled a knife from her bodice, cut open her own hand, and tried to let the blood drip into my mouth. I closed my mouth tight and turned my aside. But she forced my mouth open and held my head straight. I was helpless, I could do nothing as the blood dripped down my throat.
She finally stopped and let me fall to the floor. I lay there and waited for my end to come. Suddenly I started to writhe in pain, it hurt so much I could scarcely see. I thought my head would burst in from the pain when it stopped as suddenly as it had come.
I felt different, new, refreshed somehow. I felt that my body had changed. My body was stronger, my eyesight was better, I could smell and things I never had before, and I had grown fangs. I looked at Morbida and then to William. He hung from the wall like some rag. But I did not wish to eat him, as Morbida had led me to believe. I wanted to hate her, but somehow, I could not. I felt for her the same feelings I felt for my own mother. I knew it was not right, but that I could not change it.
Morbida smiled and said "you may not want him now, but believe me child, you will."
And she left the room and locked the door without another word.
For a very long time I sat on the bed and stared at William. I knew I would not be able to wake him no matter how hard I tried, even though I did not even bother to try. I just knew. I was satisfied simply knowing that he was still alive even if he was not concious. Finally I fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes I realised that my stomach was in a terrible pain. I felt a hunger growing inside me and that hunger was directed toward William. I loved him so dearly and I willed myself to stop thinking of my aching stomach. And again I fell asleep.
When I awoke again the hunger was so strong I almost couldn't bear it. I walked over to William and lifted his head. He opened his eyes and looked into mine briefly before his eyelids fluttered shut again. I stepped back and started to pace the room. I was so hungry yet I did not want to harm my William. I knew Morbida would not give me someone else to feed upon. She wanted it to be this way. She couldn't let William live or he could tell everyone about the vampires. I understood her reasons yet I hated them.
Finally I could not take it any longer. I ran over to William, punctured his neck with my new fangs, and drank deeply of his blood. I felt horrid after he was drained, but there was nothing I could do. I cried over his corpse until Morbida came and took it away.
That was many many years ago. During the 18th century in fact, I have long forgotten the exact dates. I have long since left the home of Morbida Darkmoon. She allowed me to live however I choose, with occasional visits to see her of course. Now I hunt werewolves, like many other vampires. There is a war going on between our races. But that is another story entirely.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 79,693.80 litres of blood |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 0 |
| Fights: | 370 |
| Victories: | 13 |
| Defeats: | 357 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 0.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 67,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 684.32 |
| Damage from enemies: | 110455.74 |
The attributes of faerie.heart:
| Character level: | Level 23 |
| Strength: |    (24) |
| Defence: | (24) |
| Agility: | (24) |
| Stamina: | (22) |
| Dexterity: | (21) |
| Experience: |   (2484|2645) |
The ancestral site statistics of faerie.heart
| Attempted challenges: | 3 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 3 |
The sentinel of faerie.heart
| Sentinel breed: | Hound |
| Sentinel name: | Hound |
| Attack: | (13) |
| Defence: | (12) |
| Stamina: | (12) |
Profile
| Gender: | female |
| Age: | 15-20 Years |
| Hometown: | Worthington |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | darkangel5013@yahoo.com |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
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