Bio: Aaron was born one half of a set of twins to a single mother in Munich, Germany. Born deaf, his fascination with language developed early: by the time he was ten he had mastered German Sign Language, had a decent (though hard-earned) grasp on spoken German and was working on ASL and English with a tutor in school. Growing up, Aaron and his brother, Mitchell, were inseparable. Mitchell learned to sign right along with him, and the two could often be seen in the corners of schoolyards, chattering away with their hands and snickering at the other children who couldn’t understand them. While Aaron had always been a kind and passive soul, Mitchell was fiery: If anything happened to his brother, he was the first on the scene to stand up for him. Their relationship was the most important in Aaron’s world.

As he grew older, Aaron became fascinated with music. At first, he would sit at the old harpsicord in their Munich apartment for hours, slamming the keys to feel the different vibrations. Later, he learned to play properly (though he still enjoyed playing odd melodies that were fun to feel vibrating through the floor) and revealed himself to be quite the prodigy. By the end of high school, he was an accomplished young pianist and blossoming composer, and landed a complete scholarship to a prestigious music school in Stockholm, Sweden. The goodbye to his mom and brother was tearful, but he quickly fell in love with his studies as he worked to become an ordained conductor and composer.

Two years into his schooling, Aaron was well on his way to becoming one of the youngest professional composers in Germany, not to mention the Deaf community, and his university was proud to have his name attached to theirs.
Unfortunately, good things don’t last forever.

Aaron was waiting at a train station to go home for the summer at the end of his second year. He had just been leaving the restroom when someone grabbed him with incredible strength and covered his mouth with a foul-smelling rag. With all the people in the station, he hadn’t felt the vibrations of their footsteps approaching behind him.

The captor was a vampire, ten times stronger than Aaron could ever hope to be. It only took seconds for Aaron’s futile struggling to subside to clumsy efforts and eventually to unconsciousness. When he finally woke up, it was days later, and he was weak from blood loss after his first ‘feeding’.

The vampire woman who had kidnapped him would have torn him apart and eaten the pieces had she not been strangely calmed after the first few gulps of his blood. Aaron’s memory of that night, and the few days afterward, is hazy at best, but he did come around eventually in one piece aside from some cuts and bite marks, and a lot of lost blood. This vampire woman was smart, and she knew that whatever intoxicating effect his blood had could fetch a good price with the right buyer. After keeping him to herself for a few very draining months (most of which is a blur to Aaron) she sold him to a noble vampire family for a very pretty price. The family put him on a very strict diet and exercise regime to keep his blood at optimal quality, and kept him around for two or so years. Understandably Aaron wasn’t thrilled about the arrangement, and missed his family dearly. However, he knew better than to try and fight these creatures, so he did what he was told and kept his head down.

Eventually, the family came upon some financial scandal and decided to sell Aaron once again to avoid losing everything to their name. The Krishnovs paid handsomely for Aaron, and he’s been living under a similarly strict regime in the Krishnov castle for almost a week now.

Likes:
- Playing piano (he likes to feel the vibrations)
- Drawing
- Writing music/music theory
- Conducting
- Thunderstorms (he loves the smell of rain and the rumbling of thunder)
- Sunshine (he likes it more now than he used to - he doesn't see it much nowadays)
- Smooth fabrics, like silk or fine linen
- Anything that makes him think
- Anything visually engaging (puzzles, things that refract light, beautiful scenery, etc.)
- Deep voices
- Languages
- Nice clothing
- Warm drinks (especially ciders)
- Sweet pastries
- Percussion and bass instruments

Dislikes:
- Lip reading (that shit's difficult!)
- Being forced to speak (he has great trouble speaking and it makes him feel foolish)
- Drawing
- Darkness (it makes him feel helpless and unsafe)
- Busy places
- Being talked to by more than one person at a time
- Coffee
- Flutes
- That weak/woozy feeling after losing a good amount of blood
- Being mocked for his condition (both his deafness and his appearance)
- Most alcohol
- Being separated from his brother
- Butter
- People talking behind his back (literally)
- Lawnmowers