Name: Mathias Jericho McLaren. (Or just Mathias)
Age: Between 1030 and 1050 years old. He isn't entirely sure any more. But he looks like he's around age 30 to 35.
Personal butler: Martin
As for the other coven leader, I'll post him once he comes into the picture.
Daniëlle Walterson: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/20...by_Lleayhe.jpg
Mathias had just finished his lunch - a fruit parfait with a bit of blood as 'sauce' on top. The man liked sweet things a lot, so preferred such things over what was considered healthy for a human. The advantage of being a vampire was that they could eat anything and get the same result in terms of nutrition. So they could eat what they liked. He himself preferred eating a little bit every day, rather than eating every few days. Kept things more interesting, which was a hard thing to achieve after having lived for so long already.
His personal butler came up to him, informing him that his guest had arrived. A youngster, to say the least. By vampire standards she had only just been born, a mere few decades ago. Though that was exactly the reason why she had to move in with him. Her parents had finally called in their favor, after well over a century. Her family had taken care of him while he had been sleeping. A full century he had remained in his special private chambers, and they had made sure nothing would happen to his mansion and coven. They had actually been part of it too, though unofficially. Mathias stood from his seat and nodded. "Very well, bring her to the lounge." He spoke, after which the man spoke a 'Right away sir', bowed, and left to inform the maid that was in charge of guiding Evon to the right room.
Mathias arrived there first. He moved to the refrigerator that held bottles of blood and various bottles of alcohol and took out a wine bottle. A fine, sweet white one that he thought went perfect with idle conversation or other such things that you did in the lounge. There he poured himself a glass, and one for his guest before taking a seat and waiting. Evon didn't arrive much later. There was a knock on the door from the maid, before she opened it and took a small bow towards Evon. "Please this way Miss Lyren." She spoke while motioning inside. Mathias turned his head towards the door, finally setting his eyes on the girl that would be living with him for the next few decades. After that she could make the decision to move out, or stay longer. Or he could kick her out at that time of course, though he wasn't the kind of man that he would do so without a really good reason.
"Welcome, Evon Lyren." He spoke, motioning towards the arm chair across his own. "Please take a seat. I took the liberty to pour you a glass of wine while I waited." He waited for her to sit down and for the maid to have left again before he spoke again. "I shall introduce myself properly, I guess. I am Mathias Jericho McLaren. Though you can just call me Mathias. I take it you have been informed of the situation?" He finished, wondering how much she knew and what he would have to fill her in with. Since he had to take care of her now he had signed her into the finest school within driving distance, and had even already found her a personal maid. It was expensive, but luckily he was one of the wealthiest vampires in the country, and thus didn't have to worry about money. One of the few perks of being alive for as long as he had been, and being the leader of a coven.