Name:: Cambria Vocorix
Family House:: House Vocorix
Family Sigil:: Crossed swords under three stars
Gender:: Female
Sexuality:: Straight
Open to ships?:: Yessssss always
Age:: roughly 1600
Species:: Vampire
Personality:: Cambria can be quite callous, aloof and proud. She fought hard for her position within her family as well as vampire society and she constantly must maintain an image of a brutal leader. Under her cold surface she is quite loving and has a raunchy sense of humor. She cares deeply about her family and will do anything, anything to keep them safe and maintain the populations fear and respect of them. She is incredibly intelligent and is not afraid to speak her mind. She's determined, ambitious, and calculating. She loves being a vampire and has a lot of fun scaring humans.
Appearance:: pale as death, slightly taller than average with sinful curves, long coppery gold hair left to it's natural waves and green eyes that are lifted at the corners so she appears cat like.
Talents:: has a way of always getting what she wants
Flaws:: wit sharper than a knife, wild temper, vicious, violent
Outfit:: deep purple corset over a sheer billowy black shirt, skin tight black jeans, over the knee tight velvet stiletto boots
Weaponry/powers:: expert swordsman. Since she was born a vampire she has the power to shape shift into mist, has compulsion over night animals, and can manipulate fire.
Background:: Cambria was born into the noble house of Vocorix during the last centuries of the Roman occupation of Gaul. She was the youngest of the Vampire Lord's five children but she did not let that stop her ambition to rise in power and have the honor of standing by her father's side as his heir. From an early age she showed a magnificent talent in swordplay and had a brutality that could only be rivaled by her father. When she came of age, she challenged her eldest brother for the position as heir for her family. Surprisingly, she won and was proven to be the most powerful of her siblings. She fosters a healthy rivalry with them now, but they all know that they can't hold a flame to her strength.
Still open? And how sexy are we being?
Name:: Dominik Tragavisson
Family House:: Tragavisson House
Family Sigil:: A sword going through a thorn crown
Gender:: Male
Sexuality:: Bisexual
Open to ships?:: Yes
Age:: 1709 and a half (Is 27 in appearance)
Species:: Vampire
Personality:: There are two sides to Dominik - friendly and gentle, and cold and merciless. For the most part he is caring of everyone he meets whether they are friend or foe, however if someone were to threaten the wellbeing of his family or loved ones, he would not hesitate to attack them. If you're really lucky, he will keep you alive long enough to endure the torture of watching everything you love being taken from you. No matter the situation, however, he always puts across that he has pride and is not one to be messed with. As head of the family he doesn't show any vulnerability in public.
Appearance:: White-blonde short back and sides grade 4, narrow bright amber eyes, roughly 6'2, broad-shouldered and muscular.
Talents:: Can get people to do his bidding just by looking at them with an emotionless expression.
Flaws:: He often loses control of his compsure, which means he switches to the violent side of him, when something triggers a memory from his past.
Outfit:: He wears a navy blue skin tight suit that accentuates every muscle on his body, his white shirt is usually kept half open with his upper chest exposed. He wears glasses, mainly when he is in public. Around his neck is a thin chain with a sparkling emerald amulet given to him by his mother, and on his finger he wears the family sigil.
Weaponry/powers:: https://pin.it/vor73urdesiru3 https://pin.it/w6fuumhtu3wgp2 (weapons)
Powers include Telepathy (limited to touch), Hemomancy (can not control the blood of males), and Chronokinesis. He is also able to sense ripples in the atmosphere, like if someone invisible was close to him for example, however this is limited to a 2 meter radius.
Background:: As the oldest of 4 brothers, Dominik had a lot of responsibilty placed onto him from a young age. He was never allowed to play with other children, nor was he allowed to take time to relax unless he asked for his father's permission. He was homeschooled so as to avoid distractions and influences from other children and their families. At the age of 8 he was taught swordsmanship and joined his father on hunts. By the time he was 10 he had killed roughly 50 people, which earned the respect he was looking for from his father. This is where the violent side of Dominik began to show more frequently, as he fought to keep his father's respect and love. It wasn't until he almost slaughtered his youngest brother that he realised that violence wasn't the proper way to earn respect. Dominik's father was killed when he was 15 (and there is debate as to whether or not Dominik himself killed his father) which meant that Dominik took over as head of the Tragavisson family.
Name:: Verrian "Ver" Villita
Family House:: House Villita
Family Sigil:: A black snake curling around a skull with blood dripping from its fangs
Gender:: Male
Sexuality:: Pretty gay
Open to ships?:: We'll see.
Age:: Around… 6,000
Species:: Vampire
Personality:: Ver is a vampire who, at first, is cold and distant. He slides in backhanded compliments and snide remarks into everyday conversations, he can get away with it too. (Mostly because he's the king's son) He tends to be very formal to people he respects but if he doesn't respect you, he uses your first name and gives you no respect.
Appearance:: He has pale skin with elegant features, thick black hair that is very shiny, he has reddish amber eyes that kinda look like a cats slit pupils. He is very tall and lanky, looking best in the colors black and white.
Flaws:: He is very terse
Outfit:: Black dress pants, a white collared shirt, a black silk jacket with many pockets. He has black combat boots and his outfit is very easy to move and fight in.
Weaponry/powers:: He has the ability to manipulate blood (Like he can move people with their blood and make them choke on their own blood.) and he can use fear and project it.
Background:: Nah bub… I like keeping my characters mysteries.
Still open? And how sexy are we being?
not very. hot n steamy goes in the pms.
just normal vampire stuff
(Unfortunately, I am unable to participate. Sorry.)
Okay. I will not participate in the serious stuff obviously, but I'm up for some fun.
(We have a lot of females. Interesting)
Name:: Victor Bram (I know Lol.)
Family House:: Idk
Family Sigil:: None
Gender:: Male
Sexuality:: Straight
Open to ships?:: Nope.
Age:: roughly 300
Species:: Vampire
Personality:: Can seem cold but is a lot of fun after some conversation. Is excited to do really anything as long as he is invited to do it with someone. Thinks he's a loner but he actually needs fellows or he will be miserable. Has a very young personality and at times can be thought to be stupid or lazy but just has a hard time seeing the point in anything that doesn't satisfy him. Swings from very practical to complete nonsense ideas that he thinks are the best ever.
Appearance:: Pale of course. Dark hair and piercing dark eyes that can force lesser beings to take a step back if he raises his eyebrows. Not tall but not short. About 5,7.
Talents:: Can worm into anyone with a mix of calculated manipulation and honest charm.
Flaws:: Enjoys fights enough that on occasion will start them for the fun of it and sometimes takes pleasure in torture.
Outfit:: Black boots, black jeans, black hooded sweatshirt with black t shirt underneath.
Weaponry/powers:: Some sword skills. Shapeshifting and animal communication.
Background:: Wandered around at night as a teen for a dare. He met a pretty girl who he had a long conversation with and promised to return to their meeting spot the next day. After a few days his friends discovered he had been meeting her every night since then. He ignored their pleas to stay home and went to meet her anyways for the next fortnight. When his friends decided to intervene they found him on the ground weeping and the girl gone. He was taken home and refused to get out of his bed for the next week. Soon he was dead and buried. He rose again and to seek his friends but was driven off. After that he avoided most humans and stayed in the shadows. he never stopped looking for the girl but she ha disappeared and has not been found to this day.
Other: Slight British accent.
(my thing has been updated uwu sorry for the thing about the backstory, Eris)
mmkay. I'm going to use the same starter but I'll post it in a bit if no one has any objections?
The royal decree had come in the dead of night. A lone messenger sent to each of the noble families. The Queen is dead. The King injured but alive and full of wrath. All have been summoned to him to bring revenge on the one who would betray us all.
Cambria rode in the back of her family's Rolls, her nails clicking against the leather seats, the only sign of her distress. To be summoned to the King was exactly what she didn't need right now. She was in the middle of turbulent deals with a local crime boss over territory, but…the Queen had been a dear friend once upon a time in her youth. Cambria would go to pay her respects and see what the King meant by evoking the right of revenge. Contemplating what the occurring events may mean for her family, she stared out the heavily tinted window, wondering who else would answer the King's call.
"And the feuds begin once more." She said quietly to the outside world, for indeed, the noble families would be at each other's throats until the killer was found.
Klaus had been relaxing in the light of the moonlight with his thick eyelids half-closed as he enjoyed the feeling of the light sinking into his skin. There was a book with heavy symbols on the front cover, while looking harsh and abrasive, was about pretty bugs like butterflies and fireflies. Klaus found he really couldn't get into it on such a strange night. Something about it felt off…
Suddenly a knock made his eyes open all the way, and he turned in his wooded chair to face the door. He stood, quietly crossed his home, his feet turning thr carpet under his toes. He opened the door to be greeted with a messenger holding a scroll.
"You have been summoned, Lord Amberdamn," He murmured. "The Queen has been killed, and the King summons you."
Verian paced in his room, hands clasping each other as he listed who could've murdered his mother. "Perhaps Cambria Vocorix, she is known as ruthless when it comes to killing." He muttered, his hands unclasping to grab a dagger he had on one of his tables, he flipped it around his fingers as he resumed his pacing. He didn't wish to face his father right now, he just knew it was meant for his father, not his mother, but his mother had gotten in the way. "Foolish." His mother couldn't even save herself.
Edith sat quietly listening to the soft hum of her Cadillac Ciel as it ate up miles in the dead of night. She mulled over the message once again, a tall glass of champagne in hand.
The Queen is dead….
Edith cursed under her breath. "I invested a lot of money in you, female…". Edith had always been fond of the Queen, approving of her ways of rule. She had given much in taxes and personal donations to the Queen's cause. And now, she's dead She thought with a sour glare to the skies above. "And now, I've got an angry king on my back…" She muttered before taking a sip from her glass. She just hoped this whole escapade was quick, finding the murderer so they could pay sevenfold, and Edith could get back to her business. The woman had schedule to keep and these shenanagians put a dent in a lot of her plans.
Dominik sat in his favorite armchair of the drawing room, gazing out of the window as he took a long drag from a cigarette. The air didn't seem as peaceful as usual, but he couldn't place a finger onto why. Only two hours prior he'd been part of a meeting debating what to do about the poverty in the area and how it had been affecting the crime rates. Nothing that Dominik actually cared about, but he bluffed his way through and the minors left with content expressions. He blew out the smoke just as a knock came to the door.
"Come in."
A short, teetering fellow, clutching a small scroll, carefully opened the door and cleared his throat. "The king wishes an audience with you, Lord Tragavisson. The Queen has been murdered."
Eztli looked up, startled and curled up in fear before she realized it was just a servant boy. She uncurled a bit. "Hello Damion. What's wrong?" Damion replied, "The Mistress wishes you to be ready for a journey to the royal city for a few weeks. The Master and Mistress have been called up to the palace and the Mistress wishes for you to join them." Eztli's eyes widened but nodded and quickly scurried to her closet, packing up hurriedly.
Soon, they were on their way. She was in a separate car from her aunt and uncle, a book in her lap, all dressed up in more modern clothes which she was uncomfortable in. She squirmed under the stunned gaze of her hand maiden. Her family was rather old-fashioned, and she had been used to it for so long…. It was strange to be heading up out of the country and into the modern world.
Eztli worried. She didn't know why they had been called up to the palace, much less why her aunt and uncle had decided to bring her along. It was strange… She started to cough, her tiny frame shaking violently from it. Her servant immediately dove for a small package and brought out two bottles. One was filled with dark red liquid, and the other was filled with a cloudy white/clear liquid. "Coconut or blood my lady?" Eztli reached for the coconut milk. The hand maiden, her name was Amelia, looked disappointed but not surprised as she handed the bottle over. "You really need to drink some blood my lady. Just coconut milk won't suffice. You're sickly because you won't drink it." Eztli sighed after she gulped the milk down. "With good reason Amelia… You know why." Amelia's face softened. "I know… I'm sorry." Eztli shrugged and looked out the window, trying to block the memories.
