[CHAR] Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Roleplay

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Princess Viridiana Rose Juran

"It’s a pleasure"



Name
Princess Viridiana Rose Juran

Age
109

Sex
Female

Sexual Preference
Heterosexual

Vampire/Human/Slayer
Pure Blood/Aristocrat/Turned

Family
[TBD]

Significant Other
N/A

Gifts
Clairvoyance
- Via visions and poems and dreams – some rather violent – she has the ability to see faraway places in the present times, past and future events coming on the current path. She may submerge herself in trances to call visions forth at will, though these are more violent and painful for her –

Death
-Strangely enough the Pure Blood vampire, Vi is able to channel death. This gives her the ability to see, hear and speak to spirits, as well as find where they are attached to. She can tell if and when someone is going to die by touching them – only if the time of death is close. She may also control the dead and force them to obey her command –

Telepathy
-Able to hear the surface thoughts of anyone within a mile radius of her, though read past thoughts and diving into memories requires her to concentrate more on that single person than the group. The closer they person is the easiest it is for her. She may as well send her own thoughts and memories and images to others. This ability gives her a heightened sense of when someone is trying to touch her mind and allows her to construct mental walls-

Personality
Quiet, mild mannered, sweet and loving; Viridiana exhibits many of the characteristics required of a good Queen and a sweet Princess. She is coveted and yet remains humble and kind but still capable of being fun loving. Unlike her mother however, Viridiana prefers to be along with her books rather than in the company of her family. She exhibits a shyness that hasn't been seen within the Juran women for the last three generations, a rare gem among jewels. She's naive and modest, often missing the comments people make about her. Viridiana prefers a solitary environment with her books and legends. Where other Vampires are conniving, trying to work their way to the top, the Princess remains too trusting of their facade.

Biography
In the life of a Vampire, Viridiana is not that old, having been born nearly one-hundred-and-fify years after her second brother. She's the youngest of the Juran children, and likely the last. Since she was a child she had been raised in seclusion,

Extras
-Enjoys reading and writing-
-Cats are her favourite animal; she has three as well as a horse-

Lady Cecily Markov

“Vampires are so much like they were when I was a child. . . “


Name
Cecily Markov

Age
1349

Sex
Female

Sexual Preference
Asexual – Heteroromantic

Vampire/Human/Slayer
Pure Blood/Aristocrat/Turned

House
Ward of Archantun

Family
Klyal Markov – Descendant of her daughter
Melisandre Loncanta – Daughter with Leon – Pure Blood Vampire

Significant Other
Leon Locanta – First friend, then partner, then husband and lover

Gifts

Vitality
-Her blood has the ability to heal almost any wound if drank by the injured, as well as her tears and touch. A kiss can bring the recently dead – as in less than five minutes ago- back to life in a slightly less injured state than they had been before. The damage to the body cannot exceed that which a living person could heal from, so a squashed brain or missing heart won’t work. She cannot heal herself with his ability though-

Daywalker
-Considered by some to be a genetic anomaly by some, and the greatest display of power by others, Cecily is a Daywalker naturally. After being Turned she was discovered to have an immunity to the sunlight’s harmful rays-

Personality

Motherly, Kind and Understanding
Cecily has always been one to listen and understand another rather than make assumptions without cause, as well as assist those who need it without hesitation. She put others before herself more often than not and often endangers herself in doing so though if she saves someone in the process she generally does not care for the risks to her person.

Modest, Quiet and Shy
This young woman and aging vampire has always had a hard time accepting compliments, always either ending up fumbling over her words like an idiot or blushed madly though that does not mean she doesn’t enjoy the attention – especially when it comes from someone she likes. On the other hand she does not view herself as very beautiful, having come from a humble background she has not yet come to the idea that she is appealing or anything more than that simply commoner girl. She rarely speaks first as well, with anyone apart from the Archantun and Loncata, as she often enjoys watching more than interacting with others.

Biography

Cecily was born in Venice, Italy, to a pair of commoners, though they were not those who lived in poverty. When she was young she often found herself walking up to strangers and talking to them without fear, for the small water bound city was often friendly and sweet during the day. She met her best friend this way, a young man of a better bloodline and they quickly began playing together every day. The two would meet when their parents gathered during the evening – Cecily’s mother was a midwife and her father an apothecary and the two often met with noble families in regards to medicine and childbirth – though in regards of them the adults had become more friends than business partners, much like their children. It continued for several years though when Cecily began to really grow into her womanhood she couldn’t play with the young man as she had before and instead her parents began looking for a suitable match for her.

She was a beautiful young woman, with hair that was soft and straight, a sweet brown with strands of blond and black and red mixed into it. Her big eyes attracted the attention of many boys her age and class, most of them businessmen’s sons or fisherman, as well as a few men from the Italian navy. Even one pirate had shown interest in her while he was at port and she was buying flowers for her mother’s birthday. When the girl was sixteen, in 1436, she was wed to a wealthy man who had recently become a young lord after his fathers’ death – tragic, yes but not entirely an accident – and became the lady of a large estate on an island just off the coast of Venice. She hadn’t seen her friend since before the betrothal was officially announced and she had had to tell him that she would be going away for a while. She sent him letters from that island to him, talking about how it was to live there and what the manse looked like. She never received a reply, not until the year of 1438 when she told him that she was pregnant with her lord husbands’ child. She was due late in that year and it was the one letter she had gotten back from him, a reply to all of her letters beforehand and the announcement that he would visit after the child was born. She gave birth early the following year and her friend – his name being Prince Leon Locanta – came to visit her finally and meet her new daughter.

That was the last time she saw him for several years, though the death of her husband – again tragic, but very much an accident at sea during a storm – brought him back to her with her parents. This was in 1441 when the girl was only twenty-and-one. They came to see she was alright, and though she had loved the man greatly it was easier to bare the loss with her parents and her dear friend with her. The three had spent half a year together when Leon came to her in the library late at night one day, drawn and tired for the first time since she had met him and she could tell he hadn’t slept much the last few days.

“Cecily. . . “

He whispered her name, his eyes focusing on her with such an intent look that she was held in place by the brilliant blue of his eyes finding her in the dark and seemed to glow as he moved toward her. The young woman put down her book and looked at him, concern in the furrow of her brow and she held out a hand to him, for him to take so she could guide him to the seat beside her. The last thing she had expected was to end up with her back on the window bench and the man leaning over her, fangs protruding from his gums as he looked down at her. He had her hands above her head with one hand in a vice grip and the other hand gentle caressed her face and played with her hair. She was no afraid, despite not being able to move away from him and when she looked up at him, instead she smiled at him, asking if he was alright. Her eyes were a soft, kind purple whereas his own were angry and guilty, harsh and sad all at the same time.

“I love you Cecily.”

He whispered the words, descending upon her and kissing her softly on the mouth, her stunned silence a comfort to his uneasy and instinctive self. The man kissed her again, following the line of her jaw with his nose until he kissed the soft skin of her neck, just above her shoulder and he bit her. His fangs pierced her flesh easily, parting the skin and muscle until they reached the warm vein beneath and hot blood poured into his mouth. He had let go of her hands and held her against him, not so hard as to hurt her, as if cradling her against him as he drank her blood though his fingers were wrapped up in her clothing already. She could see the full moon outside, peeking out between the clouds as she wrapped her arms around him and spoke softly to him in an effort to calm the shaking man as he finally took his fangs from her neck.

Had she known the entire time that he was a vampire?

The man looked down at the weak girl, her breathing slowing with her heart rate but still she smiled at him, completely at peace with dying like this with no instinct to survive kicking in. Leon on the other hand was not alright with her dying like this, especially not by his hand and he tore open his own wrist, taking his blood into his mouth before kissing her and making her drink it. With her blood inside him he was able to heal her though she slept all the next day while her parents departed for the main land again. He stayed behind to watch her though this ended with her talking to him and asking her to become a vampire.

“If I choose this way. . . The painful way, would I still be able to have children?”

He only had to nod for her to make her choice and over the course of the next six months she carefully drank his blood and that of the human servants that he compelled to forget what they were doing to them. It was a long process, going as slowly and gently as the transformation allowed and eventually she collapsed as the final stretch of the transformation wreaked havoc on her body. Days blended into nights into weeks into a month before she finally opened her eyes, the fever broken and the pain gone. She was a vampire, but she woke and moved while Leon was asleep at her bedside and careful not to wake him she had gone in search of three times – her daughter, wine and blood – though while she walked she had to walked passed a window through which the sun blazed. She was not afraid, and needed to test her new limitations. She reached out a bare hand into the sun and, surprisingly, nothing happened. She was a Daywalker, the first in the last three thousand years and she would have to be sure to keep this a secret from anyone she was unsure of their loyalties or trust.

The two stayed at the castle for the next ten years, raising her daughter and in 1452, the girl was still human and fully aware of the existence of vampires, already been taught how to avoid their cold manipulation and married to a young man she liked very much. The two would stay at the manor as the vampires left Venice, on a long journey around the world.

But those tales are best left for another day . . .

Extras
-She has a wide range of knowledge including, human and vampire anatomy, herbs and cultures around the world-
-Prefers wine spiked with blood to straight blood if it’s not fresh from the source-

[Fairess]

Rania

"Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought." (Basho, Japanese poet)

Appearance

Name: Rania Asvirial
Age: 147
Sex: Female
Sexual Preference: Males
Race: Albino, Vampire/Pure Blood (not royalty)
House:

Asvirial (by ViolentViolet)

The Asvirial family was founded by a pair of Pure Blood siblings that are now known as, Michael, and Noelle around a thousand years ago. At least, that’s the estimation. In truth, no one really knows how old the family is. The founders of the family are still alive, however, they have taken refuge underground to keep the eyes of the aristocrats as well as other Pure Bloods off of them.

It is said that this group of Pure Bloods hailed from egypt, having held claim to the throne of the Pharaoh for more than 2 centuries before they took their leave of it. The reason for which they left their rather content life is unknown, but it is speculated that a war broke out between their people. This war, if it truly did happen, was said to have wrought the land full of plagues, leaving it naught but a shell of what it used to be. It is unclear whether this was a civil war, or one between their empire and another’s, however, one thing is certain: When they left, they left silently. No one would see hide nor hair of them again for nearly 300 years.

By this point they had already had their first son, Solomon, another apparently on the way. At this time they were living in Asia as nobility, under the pretence of being a friend to the emperor of china at the time. At the same time that they reemerged to the Vampiric community, Asia’s wars with Genghis Khan were getting worse, and China had just begun the construction of the Great Wall. Michael was enlisted in the war effort. With his help as a general they were able to push Khan back, but it cost them a hefty price. Michael was thought to have been killed in the war. Shortly thereafter, Noelle, along with both her oldest--as well as her newly born son, Malic--disappeared.

Another 300 years passed before all four of them were spotted again on a boat to the New World. It wasn’t until Virginia was founded that they proclaimed their return to Vampire Society. Unlike most Pure Blood families, the Arvirial did not seek to become royal, or to take what power the Juran had. They sought only to live their lives as they pleased. They were strong, however, and this made them feared by others of their kind. Noelle was once quoted in saying that they went into hiding whenever they felt their lives were in danger from another Pure Blood family. She didn’t understand why they were so afraid of them. None of the family had ever said a cross word to anyone, and it was rare that they were even seen in public. So, why? Why did other families have problems with them?

It’s thought that the reason was entirely due to the fact that they didn’t try to become royalty. Some thought that they were pompous and conniving, while others who knew of their strength simply thought they were lying in wait.

A few years after they declared themselves to the public again, they had a daughter, Emelia. She was the light of their family’s world, and Solomon’s only love. When the time finally came for the two to be wed and take over their family, Emelia was kidnapped. A few months later, after tireless nights of searching, the Vampire’s corpse was found rotted at the bottom of ravine. To this day, no one knows who actually killed the girl, and Solomon disappeared shortly after her death. Michael and Noelle knew nothing about where Solomon had gone, or why he’d left, they could only imagine the pain he was going through. Even they were having trouble dealing with the loss of their daughter.

Around this point, their second son, Malic disappeared as well. It’s thought that he went to find his brother, but no one can really be sure. When he finally returned to America, he was the husband of a turned vampire with no brother in toe. His parents, while they accepted his decision, had had another three children in his absence. Two daughters, and a son. These would be the last children they would have before they disappeared for the final time, leaving Malic to rule their house in their stead.

Family:
Michael (Father, Missing)
Noelle (Mother, Missing)
Solomon (Oldest Son, Missing)
Malic (Second-Oldest Son)
Erity (Sister-in-Law, turned vampire)
Emilia (Oldest Daughter, Deceased)
Whitney (Youngest Daughter)
Everett (Youngest Son)

Significant Other:
None

Gifts
The Dream – Ironically, Rania does not dream when she rests. She refers to the experience as a dream, but in reality she sees people acting out history as it once happened. This ability is limited to location, but can cover events that have happened across a 3-mile radius and go as far back as thousands of years. She can attain a state of lucid dreaming to direct the scene she sees forward or back in time (but never beyond the present), and thus is able to view historical events exactly as they happened.

The Reality – Rania can give form to her ‘dreams,’ or more specifically, a single object she sees within the dream. This is limited to what she can actually hold in her hand, so while she can materialize small plants and critters from her dreams, she can’t materialize entire human beings or large objects. It is also of note that these materialized creatures and objects retain their form from the original, which is to say, they are perfect clones indistinct from the true original.

Personality
Rania changed her name to reflect the ancient lineage of her family. She is a very cerebral and cultured person, having learned a dozen languages and delved into individual cultures to learn every nuance about them. Quiet but reflective, she has no shortage of questions to ask and stories to share. Entrenched as she is in history and scientific studies, she is equally interested in the world around her, which makes her a genuine listener and avid conversationalist even among humans. In fact, her fascination with humankind is more than a little unnatural—she strives to understand why vampires resemble humans and believes they have a relationship that goes beyond predator and prey.

Biography
Rania was born during a time when her parents were struggling amid intense grief. They had lost a beloved daughter and two of their sons had departed from them, perhaps never to return again. Having lived since the time of the pyramids, much of the modern world had become tiresome to them—especially the other vampiric royals and aristocrats whom they held responsible for the death of their daughter. Trusting no one and more isolated than ever before, Rania’s birth was an act of desperation more than anything.

Rania did not disappoint. She was a muse and an intellect from an exceptionally young age and had taught herself Latin before she hit the age of five. While others remained in the limbo of sleep, she experienced a rich world full of languages and sights no history text could capture in quite the same way. Wonderful things and dreadful things, the love and war of unguarded generations were hers to view for as long as she could remember. Her parents were astounded by her questions, and when her gift for materializing proof of her dreaming experiences appeared for the first time, they saw the promise in what had been a formerly unimpressive child in the way of vampiric gifts.

In no time at all, Rania became as much of a spy as she was a bookworm. When she was 108, she used the family’s funds to build an impressive bar and lounge—a place for the wealthy, the talented, and the ingenious to gather for endless soirees of the evening. This eventually expanded into lower levels of membership, including common vampires, blood donors, and even middle-class humans at the bottom tier. Through an elaborately tiered membership program and exponentially expanding business, Rania gained access to an immense hub of secrets, ideas, and conversation. Among humans, she is a genius and an artist, and among the vampiric community she is an unpredictable and powerful pure blood whose abilities are not fully understood.

[LouLou]

Anna

Name: Anna Liden
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Sexual Preference: Straight
Human/Slayer
Family: wip
Significant Other: Ex-husband Marcus Liden in Hartford CT, they remain on good terms.

Personality
Anna never had much passion for her work. She was good at it, and enjoyed helping the people she could, but never thought it her destiny to ‘rid the world of evils’. Before the death of her father, she didn’t even hate vampires the way most of her colleagues did, it was about saving people not killing monsters. It meant Anna had a firm grip on her negative emotions, especially in her professional life. Her frustration and anger exists, but is displayed more by weariness then by lashing out in temper. She prefers action, and has a fairly impatient streak that when matched with her unabashed honesty make some think of her blithe. While recent events have soured her mood, her usual happiness is quickly returning with the excitement of a New City and for the first time, a small, vengeful feeling.

History
Anna’s parents divorced when she was at a young age. The true reason was only revealed to her shortly after her graduation from highschool, when her father first attempted to reconnect. He revealed her heritage; a line of slayers dating back at least a century, with only a few gaps. Of course she didn’t believe him, paired with years of resentment lead her to reject him outright, but he was persistent and she lacked any plans post-secondary education and at 18 her formal ‘training’ began.
Her father found her physically able, quick and collected enough to be a scout among the slayers. While she was very proficient at hand-to-hand combat, it would never be of much use against a vampire, and she was rarely put in confrontational scenarios. It wasn't until the death of her father that Anna developed a proper hatred for vampires. Before she had been in the job to make a living of sorts, and possibly help people; not some notion of 'riding the world of evils'.
Her now-ex-husband was with the Connecticut slayer group – handling the more technical side of things rather than active engagement. They were both young when they married with different ideas of where their lives would lead, but confidence that they would have enough time to sort it out. Until just after Anna's 28th birthday. What had been planned as an information and reconnaissance job for her father had somehow turn to murder and attempted rescue. In short three where dead, one civilian, one vampire and Anna's father. Afterwards there was something of a max exodus by the local vampire’s and there seemed nothing left to do but dissolve the Connecticut slayers. Marc saw it as an opportunity for himself and Anna to truly settle down and begin normal non-lethal lives, but the death of her father was too fresh in Anna’s mind and her resolve to hunt stronger than ever. The disagreements overcame them and four months after her father’s death Anna found herself alone and unmarried in New York City.