Rhaevnn Xeno

The Prophecy

"The Viper" on its own is not known at all - "The Viper of Glades" is basically just what his eldest brother jokingly nicknamed him a few times, and Jordan dropped the "of Glades" part. If there are any kind of vipers or adders native to Rodoria, there should probably be at least two dozen Vipers running around to boot...
His actual name (Sir Yanin Glade) is moderately known, especially in Etlon, where his family resides, to some extent in Seclyr, where he served for about year and a half, and to a smaller extent in Zerul City (the last in part courtesy of Lady Alaisi). Primarily known for combat prowess, secondarily just for being a Glade. The more specific speculations are endemic to people who actually know the particular members of the family, and have perhaps met him.
(There is at least one more thing Morgan would be immediately notice about him owing to him having been made a sniffer, but I'd probably PM it when Yanin actually shows up.)

@Shienvien

Ok ok, so more than likely, Morgan proooobably hasn't heard of Jordan's master. Got'cha.

Hmm... Morgan was a blacksmith apprentice from eleven to turning eighteen, when he was made sniffer, then he was a sniffer for ... months, a year? before being turned into vampire, and now he's thirty, so might have spent a bit over a decade as a vampire. How far has he traveled as a vampire? ((Trying to figure out what the actual timeframes are for Morgan.))

@Shienvien

From 11-18, he was an apprentice blacksmith.
From 18-26 he was a sniffer (he was a sniffer for "eight long years")
From 26-30 he is a vampire (so four years roughly, Morgan has a been a vampire).

As far as his travels, I think Morgan wouldn't have moved too much. If anything, he's probably spent his time moving from city to city, as it is probably easier to hide in the vast sea of humanity than out in the wilderness where "real" blood is hard to come by (and death by the same source is more noticeable).

The Prophecy

EDIT: Eh... I feel my last post was not much in terms of interaction, but then again, Morgan did ask a rather simple question, and Jordan answered ... can't really assume how Morgan would react, there.

@Shienvien

I wouldn't worry about it, Shien. xD Both individuals are feeling each other out still I think. Things should pick up in the next post.

Also, how well known is The Viper and in what region? Is his name more of a popular, "household" name or?

The Prophecy

Morgan's masked eyes now confirmed what he had assumed - a boy, indefinitely. A strapping young man, probably large for someone his age. 'Small amounts of armor and--' Morgan watched as his questioning quarry twitched for what Morgan could only assume as a sword, if you could could compare the splinter of metal hanging at the boy's side to that of a real blade. 'He isn't aggressive, not yet at least.' Morgan was not trained in the art of anticipating combative movement, but his keen senses easily told the vampire that the boy was not expecting his presence, let alone to come out of the unusual camouflage Morgan's clothing naturally offered in urban areas. 'No, he's merely instinctively reacting to...'

Morgan's thoughts trailed off as he heard it - the thumping of the boy's heart. In the moments when Jordan was struggling to decide what to say, the vampire's masked eyes looked down, the urge to jump and feast becoming stronger and stronger. 'It's worth it. It's--' Morgan looked beyond the boy, ever so slightly. What were the odds that this boy was alone? To be wandering in the quiet back streets of Zerul alone?

However, this questioning was interrupted by the unnamed in front of Morgan, "There are strange things going on around these parts. I was hoping you could shed some light on the happenings."

The sniffer stiffened. Why was this boy asking him of these things? Did he know? Was he a patron of the Drunk Dove last night and was he just playing, stringing Morgan along for more information, any information about what had been said between his newfound party and The Sisters? 'He asks with some authority, or is that a shake in his voice I hear?' Rising from his sitting position, propping his weight between his studded staff and the building's crevice, Morgan answered with the voice of one who is just waking up, coughing once before his low voice reached Jordan's ears, "Who--hack!--wants to know?"

The vampire turned his hood from the sun (the cursed burning tingling the outside of his clothing) and lifted his mask just enough to spit a gob of the spittle that had been building in his mouth.

The Prophecy

Ahaha! Oh, Jordan. Well done, Shien.

Will have a response up soonish - unless Merc wants to take a shot at it?

*EDIT*
Eh, screw it. I don't think one more response will be too disruptive if I post first.

*EDIT2*

@Shienvien, post is up!

The Prophecy

If only you knew the character she was derived from, Rhae... if only you knew :P

@Legion X51

Should I be concerned or curious, I wonder? ._.

The Prophecy

Ahhh - finally. After so long, f i n a l l y, a post is up.

Your move, @Shienvien!

*rains on everybody*

@Legion X51

I didn't realize Angora had the ability to control the clouds. :P

The Prophecy

To say Morgan was exhausted was a severe understatement. Upon leaving the Drunken Dove, in which his newly formed party had consequentially trashed during their encounter with the demonspawned sisters, Morgan found the nearest, quietest alleyway a city such as Zerul had to offer. Lazily climbing to natural ledge provided by meeting buildings, the vampire found himself in a fitful sleep. With the beast fully spent, the cold calculating sniffer emerged from his psyche.

What had the emotional monster gotten into now, Morgan finding himself in a place of circumstance and apparently bad luck. All he had wanted was to keep a low profile, to hide among the city's vast population. But now this Thrainsson found himself between men of legend and monsters of myth, only things that he had heard around the soldiers' campfires or offhandedly whispered by his handler and company. The question that he found himself asking as he woke, each time only with a few hours of uninterrupted sleep was a simple, but important one, 'What are you doing, Morgan?'

Morning came, of course, sooner that Morgan had hoped. Much to his annoyance, he found himself pointed in the direction of the rising sun - a mistake he had committed before and one that he cursed himself for yet again. Luckily, his gear was protecting his delicate skin. The vampire had struggled to hide in any shade provided, but hour by hour, this task was proving to be impossible. Eyes turned to slits, Morgan cursed the rising orb of death, 'May that cursed ball of light darken forever.' The vampire began to unfurl his curled figure, a soft moan accompanying his stretching limbs, 'Perhaps I can find a darker corner of the universe to slee--'

Morgan froze at the sound of a confused, questioning voice, loudly ringing in the alley: "Hey?!"

Cautiously moving with the patience of an experienced fugitive, Morgan was barely able to make out the form of a young woman--no man, looking upward in the general direction of his perch. But from behind the ragged folds of his robes, Morgan was unable to tell for sure if it was the vampire the young man was hailing, or someone above his elevated perch. 'Best not to move...' But even as the sniffer thought this, he knew he would have to if he were to see his potential problem fully - his mask, his face's protection against the sun's growing beams was preventing him from seeing anything beyond the slitted vision it provided.

'He's just a boy - he's just a boy.'

The beast was beginning to crawl back. The night's previous events, the stress of the hateful light that was threatening to swallow his form whole - 'It's worth it. It's...' The robed formed shifted uncomfortably. Morgan was making a decision based on little known facts. Was his quarry truly a boy? Was there someone else with him? The sniffer couldn't tell, and his patience was wearing thin. The hunger - the ever constant hunger was threatening him, even this early in his day.

Morgan uncurled from his crouched position, head poking from his inconspicuous form of hanging cloth, revealing himself to the boy below.

The Prophecy

You assumed correctly, Shiev. Plus, he would have been tired, and not all too keen on climbing too high. He is only a mortal soul, after all :P.

And now I'm wondering if eating, say, the hearts of two dozen unrelated twelfth-generation vampires would be somewhat cumulative, and make one closer to eleventh or lower generation vampire, or just comparable to the most powerful one of the two dozen.

@Shienvien

My thoughts exactly. Though I highly doubt it works like that. xD

EDIT:

@Shienvien

If Morgan were to hold still, would Jordan continue on his way? Or would he investigate further? (Will curiosity kill the cat?? :P)

The Prophecy

...Though it's hardly important with modern vampires like Morgan, it also depends somewhat on which generation of vampire one is from, in proportion to the power of the curse. As with their powers, the curse is so diluted in modern vampires that the difference is negligible, but in the first few generations the difference was quite noticeable, and the original vampires needed many times what their lesser kin needed, to the point where they would need to drain several people fully each day just to stave off their hunger... which is a major reason that they're gone now...

@Dark Jack

I imagine Morgan is much like an addict - the more stress he experiences or the more he exerts himself, I like to think it's not that he needs to feed, but more that he wants to feed to take off the edge of whatever is causing him stress or to binge to make himself feel better.

But the history of the vampires has me curious, Jack. Is that one "wiki" still up for your world?

@Shien - Sounds like a plan. To be honest, it'll all depend on how the situation is presented to the waking vampire.

The Prophecy

Poor Jaelnec xD

Hmm. And how probably would Jordan get eaten if he were to spot Morgan before Ixion? @Rhaevnn Xeno The Viper himself should be mostly safe, not so sure about his squire (barring intervention from his master).

@Shienvien

Sorry for the delay! The holidays and family make for long travel. x_x

From your description provided, I feel like that it is probable that Jordan would be under the "easy to eat" category for Morgan, due to the age and less-than-protective armor. That being said, Morgan might be feeling hungry, but he is more wiling to hunt something that doesn't have a weapon. It depends on the situation.