History:
Scandinavia 500 BC at the start of the Iron Age.

"Family is my strength or the cause of my self-destruction. Wealth can't buy family nor happiness. Happiness comes from the little, humble, and simple things in life. Things that are usually taken for granted."

Katla Aakre was the youngest and only daughter to the tribe's chieftain and high priestess. Her beauty was unmatched. She had piercing blue eyes, silver hair, and porcelain-like skin. A diamond in the rough. Rare genes like Katla’s were considered a sign from the gods. Many cooed over her, wondering if she was a daughter of Freyja or the equivalent of the deity herself living amongst them. Much was expected of Katla, the fates (Norns) had an unexpected destiny waiting for her.

As a child, she was like any normal kid, highly family-oriented. She enjoyed her sense of freedom that any normal kid would have. Katla got away with murder compared to her older sibling, Tarald, when it came to playing with other kids in the tribe. Occasionally, she would pull pranks with the other kids. She was inquisitive about everything. Why were things they were? What was her purpose? Once in awhile, she got into mischief and got into trouble for it. Katla wasn't always close to her brother, as they got older, they played and bonded over time. But there were times where he couldn't include her. She wanted to do everything her older sibling did: learning how to fight, fish, hunt, gather. Tarald was always protective of her but not so much as their father. When she was old enough to wield a weapon, she begged her brothers to teach her archery, sword fighting, and self-defense, something she did against her parents' wishes. In their eyes, Katla was too frail to engage in combat. Growing up, she learned to be diplomatic and be in tune with the gods and nature.

Her father didn't think that she should be doing those things and he wanted to protect her for as long as he could. She was his pride and joy. Her village was a small, tight-knit community; everyone looked out for each other. It was a peaceful time. At the age of sixteen, Katla's parents established an alliance with another tribe via an arranged marriage, which would end turmoil and rivalry. At first, she was appalled by the idea of marriage. She felt as if her sense of freedom would be ripped from her hands. Per her parents' request, Katla respected their wishes and went through with it. Arrangements took almost two years. The only time she met her betrothed was at the altar. The wedding took place during the winter equinox per request of both parents as it marked a new dawn for both families.

Seeing him for the first time at the altar was something she wasn't expecting. He stood there at 6ft, long dark brown hair that was pulled into braids and a ponytail. He had green eyes and a groomed beard, muscular warrior build, young about two years older than she was. Katla's jaw dropped at the sight of him; he was unlike any of the boys she had grown up with. To keep the peace, they united their tribes as a full community. For the next eleven years, Katla had a happy life. Her husband, Reinn, was her entire world, the source of her happiness. In the early stages of her marriage, she resented him, for he was cold and didn't seem to want this. As time passed, that changed. Her love for him was intense and passionate, filled with trust; he was her everything. As her bond grew with him, her family relations didn't weaken but became robust. Every spring when the ice melted, warriors, including Tarald and Reinn, voyaged to other locations to expand their land and communities. Soon, foreigners began to encroach on their territories; consequently, wars broke out. These wars lasted for about two years, at which point Reinn's parents stepped down, allowing them to take over. During this period, Katla was expecting her first child; she thought this was an impossible milestone. When the day came, Katla was ecstatic after trying for so long. She finally had a family of her own. Her parents were growing older and feared that their line would end with Katla.

She despised the times when Reinn left for raids, the fear of losing him ate away at her. She had visions of him dying in battle, capsized by the sea during a storm, even assassination attempts. Every time she woke up in a sweat, she grasped the necklace he gave her, praying to the gods that he was still alive.

A year later, at the age of thirty, she lost her husband in battle and was expecting a child. On the same night her betrothed died, she had a miscarriage. Within that moment, her world began to crumble around her. Depression and misery overtook her. For days she didn't leave her home and ate very little. Tarald stuck by her side, giving her comfort. Even though she was the tribe's leader, people began to question her authority since she was in no shape to perform her duties. She handed the responsibilities over to Tarald. Every day that went by, memories of her and Reinn didn't seem to fade. Inconsolable of her loss, Katla voluntarily offered herself up as a sacrifice to a demon. Legend has it that a demon by the name of Ryreth was madly in love with her because of her beauty and promised she would have children one day, But how is still unknown.

As a result of the sacrifice, Ryreth made an oath that would possess her at the same time protect, keep her alive, never bear witness to the pain she endured, and stay with her. Consequently, there's always a price to be paid. Ryreth had a mate, Dakal, who was stuck in Hel. For Dakal's return to the realm of the living. It would be at the behest of the same ritual and the right vessel had to be born.

Winter of this same year, tragedy struck again. This time, she lost her family and half of her tribe to famine, sickness, and warfare. Katla tried to save them, except for one, her brother. Seeing Tarald lying there dying in the cold winter snow was too much for her. Ryreth witnessed Katla’s inconsolable pain and taught her how to save them. Her and Tarald would become the first eternal beings recorded in history and share the Immortal Kiss.

Together they witnessed humankind's effect on the earth. They moved around Scandinavia, drawing no attention to who they really were. People started to question them out of fear. Rumors and legends were made about them if they stayed in one place too long. For them, it was better to live away from civilization.

Viking Age: 793 - 1066 AD


"Eternity alone already feels like a curse. Maybe I shouldn't have done what I did all those years ago out of desperation. But yet, I feel a hunger to continue on… Could this be the age I find my mate? Something tells me this is where I need to be, but the Norns hold the answer. What if he's like Reinn? Strong, loving, same personality… Even look alike. Verðandi and Skuld guide me on this journey."

Years passed for Katla and Tarald as the first two original vampires. As they remembered it, their old Scandinavia began to flourish into a colonizing nation filled with exploration, whalers, farmers, and raiders. Tarald was looked upon as a seer for he had the gift of foresight, and Katla was the town's high priestess known for her healing capabilities. It was during the Viking era that her awaiting vessel, Vikar, would be born. Katla waited till he was thirty-five to be with her. She watched him grow and become a man and become a famous warrior within their town. He was the son of an Earl. One day, he went out for a raid in the spring, after a prosperous voyage, he returned with fatal injuries. His family, filled with dismay, was frantic and begged for Katla to save him. Accepting their plea, Katla had him brought to her home where she didn't allow his family to witness or visit, for she was uncertain if it was going to work. In the privacy of hers and her brother's home, she healed him using traditional methods. Days went by as she continued to care for him, never disclosing her true identity to him. His body from what she could tell, his body could not accept the Immortal Kiss.

A year or so after she healed him, the town continued to grow in prosperity and fortification began. People started to question why the siblings haven't aged since they moved there; fear continued to grow. The siblings lived a life that didn't draw attention to themselves as murderers. Rumors started to spread once more, a small group of hunters established themselves and went out one night to look for Katla and Tarald. Conflict broke out. The captors brought the siblings into the public eye for trial and execution. Vikar was standing in the crowds and stepped in their defense. In his case, the siblings were judged innocent. Once the crowd dispersed, that was the same night, Katla finally disclosed who she was and was grateful for his aid. In return, she gave him the gift of immortality.

Renaissance and Colonial Era (Age of Enlightenment)

"Living in such harsh conditions isn't for the faint of heart. Death, poverty, and despair await at every doorstep.LLooking for its next victim. Glorious Rome, such power no longer at the hands of mortals. Enduring such times made my stomach churn. The putrid smell and sight of mass graves reminded me of my mortal life. Maybe I wasn't such a fool for making that pact. Would it be a choice I would make again? I'm not certain. Humanity is a complex force of nature, but the more I observe and learn. I rather be alive than dead. My thirst for more has become unsatiated. It's time to share my knowledge and power… With this decree, I am the Vampire Katla Aakre, and will now be known as Nathalie Katia Theévent, Queen of the Vampires."

After waiting for such a long time for Vikar, the Viking age came to an end. With changing eras, they moved around from place to place, blending in, adjusting to the times, changing their names. Throughout the periods, they witnessed the fall of the Roman Empire, lived through the dark ages, and survived the Black Death that swept across Europe. Eventually, the trio settled in Florence, Italy. She met Salvatore Di Vittorio under the alias Cassandra Valle in the mid-late 16th century, during the height of the Renaissance. His status in society impressed her, especially with his financial background, making him her third progeny. She saw Salvatore as a son she never had.

Another era comes along, the Age of Enlightenment, a movement of intellect and philosophy that sparked human reasoning. Enthralled by human reasoning, Nathalie used this era to her advantage as the start to reign. In 1715, she officially became Queen of the Vampires, a strategic and unknown move to those wished ill of her kin. The Great Northern War took place in 1700-1721. The way in which wolves, hunters/zealots, and vampires became involved was that King Charles I broke a peace treaty. Unfortunately, it played a minor but significant role in the war. She had placed Tarald as her Military Commander for this war. At the sight of human and supernatural casualties strewn across the battlefield, Nathalie had Tarald pull back their forces. Defeat was not an answer; instead, she sought refuge on an island in the English Channel. Such an event triggered her psychological instability and adrenaline-induced episodes of intensity that her desire for vengeance and to gain numbers became her obsession. Humans who fled to Jersey for safety during the war became either a vampire's prey or a victim of the Immortal Kiss. Nathalie gave the gift to those who she thought earned it and who she deemed beautiful. Nathalie remained in Jersey until 1741.

Summer 1742

She moved to Copenhagen, Denmark. After increasing her numbers, she felt the need to return to her native homeland and see the changes. The constant warfare between France and Britain was too much.

On her travels to Denmark, she met an aristocrat who had ties to the royal court. Enthralled by her beauty and knowledge, the aristocrat invited her to stay with the royal family. Upon her arrival at the estate, Nathalie met Lochlainn Alberich, a monarch's son. Intrigued by his desire for rebelling against the reform and interest in human reasoning. Nathalie wanted to collect him not only for his looks and power status but his desire to know more. He reminded her so much of herself.

Over time she shared her secrets with Lochlainn, entrusting him to keep her identity secret. One fateful night, she witnessed a commotion, silent as the grave, Nathalie watched his father arrest him for practicing the dark arts. With a heavy heart when everyone was asleep, Nathalie went to check on him, seeing the effects up close and personal was too much for her and gave him a choice to either live or wither away.

Katla's time in the mortal realm was starting to wane. She needed to rest. A war between her race, wolves, hunters/religious zealots, plague (lack of consumption supply), and sovereign power took a devastating toll on her.


Winter 1743, London

Before she went into her stupor the following spring. Nathalie established the vampiric council. She had taught Salvatore and Lochlainn everything they needed to know and gave them titles because they were now in her stead. She had prepared them for when she would not be around, entrusting them to protect her, Tarald, and Vikar until it was time for them to return. As the vampiric Prophecy foretells:



Victorian Era

"After a hundred years of rest, I feel the need to return and face my enemies. It is time for vampires to take their rightful place amongst mortals. That beautiful, eerie, ominous sound is the life of my awakening, I wonder who has stirred me awake. It wouldn't be long before the others join me in a new reign."

Her story, along with Tarald and Vikar (Edvard Devereux), would start in 1840s London. Her awakening caused by music and a sovereign power would spark her desire for her true nature, consuming blood from beautiful people that she collects and feeds on the lust of mortals.

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Note: Inactive Players: Edvard and Salvatore

History:
Born into the light under a noble roof, Edvard was raised with certain privileges not afforded to the more downtrodden members of his town. Educated and professionally trained in combat, Edvard had a natural knack for spilling blood and doing so with wit. His battle prowess led to a reputation that bordered on myth. Seemingly unstoppable on the field of war, Edvard's name became infamous among his friends and foes alike. If ever there was an enemy to crush or a town to raid, Edvard was placed on the front lines. A human battering ram of passion and carnage, he would create a crimson path through his adversaries no matter how vast that were in numbers.

One day his infamy worked against him, however. In pursuit of raided spoils, Edvard made a mistake that nearly cost him his life. In a moment of arrogance, he squared off with a mountain of a man and decided he would fell the giant with his bare hands while the juggernaut was armed with two axes the size of normal men. Fate had other plans and Edvard met the razor sharp edges up close and personal. The others in his company quickly pulled the mortally wounded man out of harms way and attempted to crudely dress his wounds and return home for medical aid. All seemed lost and the spark within Edvard's heart grew exponentially dimmer. Once he was back in his home town, one could count the minutes left before his soul would evacuate his body. But someone refused to accept such a fate for him. His future queen intervened. That evening, he was reborn to darkness.

After becoming betrothed to his savior, Edvard embraced a nomadic lifestyle though the ages, changing his figurative mask with each passing generation. Where his bride went, he followed, even when it came to their eventual hibernation. After a generation of rest, there was a stirring... a call to arise. Edvard was nearly ready to answer it.

Name and Title: Dierdre Liliana Monaghan, often goes by DeeDee.

Age: 27

Ethnicity: Irish

Eyes: Dark brown

Weight: 176lbs

Height: 5’9”

Appearance: She has a sort of light tan color to her otherwise caucasian flesh and a slew of freckles, which she pales out with powder to better fit in. Dark, slightly wavy hair. A robust woman with a full hourglass figure, she often exaggerates it with a well-situated corset, and often has her dresses tailored to show a bit more of her bosom than most women.

Relationships: To be determined

Hobbies: When not servicing clients, Dierdre often makes and alters her own dresses, as it’s cheaper to do it herself than to pay for alterations for her fuller figure, and she can make them more comfortable and easier to slip in and out of (she will pay top dollar for a good corset, however). She has also learned to play the harpsichord and tries to at least minimally keep up with politics, world news, and some history, as a core part of her services include entertaining a client in all sorts of ways.

Personality: Dierdre puts up with no shit. She knows her worth and has no qualms with putting people in her place. Life has hardened her, so she has a realistic/somewhat negative view of things. While not inherently selfish, she’s a survivor, and will look out for herself first and foremost.

Abilities/Strengths: Having to move bodies and spending years doing laundry and making heavy beds has given Deirdre more physical strength than the average Victorian woman, and maintains it because it’s gotten her out of bad scrapes before. She is fierce and intelligent, and knows her way around both men and women in bed.

Weakness: She’ll put up with a lot (she has to, given her line of work), but when she loses her temper, her mouth often gets her into trouble. While she takes great pains to hide her Irish accent, it comes out when she’s angry. While she has some understanding of sociopolitical norms in the upper class, there are times where she’s, at minimum, tripped a stuffed-up lord, and maximum, threw a punch. She has a reputation for being “difficult” due to it. She also lacks formal education, which will sometimes get her respect as, “you’re intelligent for one of your background,” but it’s also easy to weaponize against her if she pisses the wrong person off.

History: Dierdre immigrated with her mother to England at ten, and learned very quickly how well the Irish were received: not very. For it, she learned to hide her accent. To avoid the long, fourteen-to-sixteen hour days at the factory where she and her daughter would almost certainly find themselves overworked and eventually maimed, her mother found work as a maid for a brothel. While the work was still long and hard, the pay was a bit more decent. Deirdre was able to go to school, but by the time she was twelve, she was coming home and assisting her mother as a laundress and cleaning the rooms after the clientele left. By the time she was fourteen, she stopped going to school to assist full time at the brothel.

Over the years, Dierdre became disillusioned with society’s notions of sex and love, for if it was so special, her place of work wouldn’t exist. While her mother tried to protect her, she became familiar with their more regular clients - a good lot of them married men - and how they treated some of their working girls. She and her mother wore gloves when handling soiled sheets to avoid catching disease when possible, and often tended to bruised and ill prostitutes until they were healthy enough to work again. Her mother at times offered her services as a working girl for a little extra money to both supplement Dierdre’s education where she could and afford a relatively decent lifestyle for them both.

Unbeknownst to her mother, Dierdre found a different sort of client: one that sought blood instead of sex. The first time, Dierdre had walked into a room she presumed was unoccupied and needed cleaning. She found one of the working girls moaning with ecstasy as a vampire drew blood from her thighs. The vampire later hunted her down, intent on leaving no witness alive. Dierdre bought her life by promising him a meal, and invited in a vagrant that often harassed the kitchen staff for scraps in for a hot bath, a hot meal, and a warm bed: the last he’d ever sleep in. Since then, Dierdre started her own side business - for a small fee of course - where she’d assist London by getting a few beggars no one would miss off the streets, and ensure the vampire clientele needn’t target the working girls she’d befriended over the years.

At seventeen, her mother caught pneumonia and died from it. Dierdre caught it as well and survived, but paying for the funeral left her in financial straits. Without her mother’s additional income, it became harder and harder to make ends meet. Dierdre in that time had blossomed into a tall, buxom maiden. With the funeral debts having eaten into her savings and no way to get herself back to the relatively comfortable life her mother helped her build, Dierdre made a decision. Men wanted young, beautiful girls to live out their fantasies, and she needed money. After discussing it with the owners, Dierdre used some of what was left of her savings to buy a nice dress and corset to properly show off her assets. She then sold her virginity to the highest bidder. After the owners got their cut, Dierdre was able to recoup the funeral costs. She also started her life as a working girl.

A bit to her dismay, Dierdre found she had a knack for it: not only for her physical prowess in bed, but in the soothing words and forced delight that made her clients feel better about getting her services. She also did well with the vampire clients, as her room adjoined to a smaller one where a sleeping vagrant became a feast and earned her more coin. The bodies would then be dumped on the streets away from the brothel or taken away from the Thames, where it was presumed they died of illness or were just another poor soul unable to afford a proper burial.

After a few years, Dierdre’s luck changed a bit for the better: she serviced a wealthy lord coming in after his mistress fell ill and was unable to perform. He requested her specifically. After that night, Dierdre found herself as the new mistress, and with it, a cushier life for herself, as well as wealthier connections. She was already charging more at the brothel for her services; now she could charge more. She currently longs for the day when she could build herself a big enough nest egg to disappear and live out the rest of her life however she desired.

Face claim:

Character First and Last name:
Morgana

Characters Alias: Lilith, Morgan, Alys, ect. Title: Vampire King & Mother of Vampires,
About 5,000 years - Female - Vampire

Wanted or Original character?
Original

Appearance:
Height: 5'6 (168cm) Weight: 150, Hair Color/Length: Black Mid Back length, Eye Color: blue or silver, red when thirsty

History
Morgana was born into the ruling family of her tribe. She was skilled in her field of magic and would later become a priestess at the age of 16. Around the same time she was very much betrayed by her own family.

Morgana was 22 when a battle with her brother changed everything. Her brother had shot her down and she would lose the child she was bearing. A rage like no other sent forth a wave of power unlike anything ever seen. This would be when she herself becomes immortal and more powerful than any demon like creature. This power brought forth would cause Vampirism. She cursed her brother. This curse prevents him from ever having an heir and making the remainder of his days miserable.

After these events Morgana would sleep for 100 years and wake up to wonder the world. In the next several thousand years she would master her craft and create the Isle of Avalon, which would later be part of the legend of excalibur. She had also forged many legendary weapons using her own magical powers, including excalibur.

Prior to the beginning of the story she would have been asleep for a few hundred years in her resting place of Avalon. She would later be found by hunters.

Describe your education: Morgana was brilliant in her studies. Even before becoming immortal she had a love for knowledge and languages. Over the thousands of years she has mastered many languages simply because she wanted to rather than some vampire ability.

Whom do you surround yourself with?:
Being immortal she seldomly surrounds herself with anyone and when she does it's because they have something she seeks.

What are your beliefs regarding the supernatural community?:
She is one of its founders in a sort. She is very indifferent to it.

Personality:
Stubborn, manipulative, temperamental, devious, witty, courageous, confident, seductive, loyal, loving and protective (family), charming, two faced, sadistic, cunning, tactical, and sarcastic. Morgana truly could care less about others unless that poses some sort of threat to her or those she cares for.

What are your goals and ambitions?:
Finding the greatest form of entertainment. Believe it or not, peace among all. She would have never honestly been a bad ruler. She would have been fair in just and even made herself out to be a bad guy if for the greater good of her goal.

What is your darkest desire?:
To rule over everything like she was born to do. This was brought about in her human life not being given what was rightfully hers. In immortal life the goal has grown a lot bigger than her tribe.

Interesting facts about your character. What are their hobbies? Any supernatural abilities, if so, what are their strengths and weaknesses?:

Morgana even in eternal life is near invincible. She is very powerful in her magical abilities, being the most powerful creature to ever exist other than perhaps a god, to top off with vampire abilities. However the greatest downfall of her magic is the bigger the spell the more she will need to feed afterwards. There had been countless slaughters throughout her existence and they were all caused because she used magic. If she doesn't feed she sleeps for an extended period of time. So she rarely uses any real magic apart from summoning demon familiars to do her dirty work.

Tell us your deepest fear and what made it come about.
Her deepest fear would be to live the death of her child on repeat for eternity.

What do you hope will happen in this story?:
World domination for Morgana. Jk. I really don't know. XD

In the case of inactivity, let us know what you would like for the GM to do with your character?
You can put her in another sleep.

Theme Song:
https://youtu.be/ny7NZPfl0l4

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