Zanon

Darkest Heart

And just so we have clarity about weaknesses since Our Vampires Are Different Click Me
These weaknesses may change, as this is a new start for Darkest Heart.

Vampires:
Live until they are killed.
Burn quickly in the daylight*.
Silver is deadly*.
Steak to the heart is effective but (unlike in the vids) the heart is very hard to actually hit, not just any chest shot will do.
Beheading or heart removal works.
Crucifix only works on some vampires.
Garlic only insults them.
Werewolf bites are as deadly as those of any dog, read: not very. That said, werewolves have a better chance of killing vampires than most creatures on Darkova.
Vampires can turn into a limited number of creatures, most common are Bat, Rat, and occasionally wolves.

*There is one clan that seems to have no special weakness to any of these. Beheading and removal of heart is recommended for vampires of this clan. Note: Killing their queen will give them ALL vampire weaknesses.

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@Zarkun: I will probably also post the info on werewolves soon, (since we have a were PC) but will not post info on less common (and much more powerful) enemies, such as a lich without checking first. Also, just so I know, are we keeping the DH fay?

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*Note: The cloak is made up of fabrics, not hides or skins.
I will present you this from a Loooong time ago.
These are the types of stories that the 'Average Joe Citizen' has heard about VanHelsing:

Some said that Helsing worked with monsters to kill monsters, and might go so far as to claim that he sheltered them under his roof. Others said that Helsing was a monster himself. Others still said that both were true. Only a few believed that he was just human. 'Just humans' didn't hunt big game (as Helsing was famous for doing) and live for more than a few months. A lone human hunter might hope to save a town from a lone Vampire or crazed werewolf, and a group of ten miiiiiight even consider attacking a Vampire coven.

One of the stories had Helsing fighting two covens at once with only a sword and a silver spoon as weapons. Another version held that he had only used the spoon.

Still another held that he had been bitten by a Demon, and after five days of excruciating pain...
The Demon died.

Abe's personal favorite was the story where an Imp had tried to offer Helsing a wish in exchange for a five minute head start. Helsing had accepted and wished the Imp to remain still for six minutes. It was said that the Imp spat profanities at Helsing for five minutes and one second before Helsing cut off its head.

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Trade? Swindle? Trophy cloak? GRAMPS?
Well... He was old.
Additionally they had just made clear that the were not good tippers. He would not be outright rude... but he would have a fine time making a couple of verbal thrusts. They had earned them.

The whole interaction had been a bit two rude for his liking. He let his smile fade and his tone shift towards serious. "Firstly: I am a Gleeman. An entertainer. I deal in stories, not weapons. Secondly: My cloak is a collection of stories, not trophies. Take this one here." He points at a piece of black fabric that had roses printed closely together. "This is the story of the black hearted baron, whose heart was warmed when he was presented a single rose." He returns his gaze to the two of you. "But I doubt either of you irreverent youths would appreciate such a story. You are looking for VanHelsing."

He sighed expressively. "Alas, allowing others to wallow in such ignorance as you two do would clearly be a disservice to the world at large. I will tell you something of VanHelsing."

Thom cleared his throat and considered what he should share. The girl was obviously a were of some kind, she had that way of walking and observing that was so distinctive. He also doubted that the girl even noticed how she would turn her head occasionally as new sents grabbed her attention. There were definitely benefits to traveling the world for years and years on end, the knowledge you gained let you pick up on subtle stuff like that.
The man... was harder to figure. He also carried himself with the ease of one who had seen many battles, and the eyepach was an indication that something at some point had gone wrong. Not a were though. Yet, based on the rabid dog comment he knew his companion was a werewolf.

"VanHelsing lives many miles from here, in his manor. The house is heavily warded, and depending on the blood that runs through your veins," He glanced at the girl. "You may or may not have a serious problem getting by the fence."

Thom leaned in conspiratorially. "The mad priest tried to bring a boy with an arm infected by a demon through the ward once. The mad priest of course had the boy in a wrought iron cage fastened to his wagon. Two oxen were puling the cart, and they couldn't force the poor boy through the wards. The poor child was being crushed between the ward and the cage he was in. VanHelsing himself had to come out and make a special exception in the ward."

Thom cleared his throat and leaned back again. "But that is a story for another time. The ward won't bother normal humans any, as someone has to be able to reach VanHelsing when something goes wrong. Any questions?"

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Nice to see so many familiar 'faces'.

@Redwing.
Thinking about it, I can't think of an example either. I'll have to think on it a little.

But such artistic freedom comes at a dire price. If the main plot slows down I can do nothing to kick it into action, since my characters are (by their nature) separate from the main plot. Socratophanes (Knarled as I know him) is often my partner in side-plotting. I hope you enjoy what you read.

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Hello everyone, My name is Zanon.
I am a member of Starcraft 2's RP group that makes its home in the Joeyray's Bar section of the forums.
(Check us out if you have a SC2 Battle Net account)

I generally do side-story posts in the Original Darkest Heart, where I do 'world-building' in an effort to add depth to this awesome world we call Darkova. I very rarely make character sheets for my characters, as many are one or two post wonders, and others will never meet another player controlled individual.

Thom (blatantly ripped off from The Wheel of Time series) serves as a tool to give other Player Characters information (You may think of him as your local information broker) while entertaining them at the same time. He does not join the players on missions or become entangled in the main plot. That is your job.

I look forward to seeing what you people have to write.

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soren said
After Alara had received her letter she had gone on two jobs. Each had lead to her learning some information about her bastard father. She had also met a male in her travels. She knew his name...somewhere in the recesses of her mind. During each job it strangely lead her to the place where the letter instructed for her to go. Meeting the male was also, she felt, but to much for coincidence as they had both received letters. Also so far as it seemed he didn't know about Alara. Even though on the mission they went on together she had tracked the monsters by smelling them out. Finally they arrived in the town where the manor was located, or at least where it was supposed to be. For all Alara knew it could have been on the outskirts of town away from everything. Who knows. That only meant that it was time to gather some information. So far she felt that she had done most of the work and decided to go sit at a cafe, but before that she stopped the man. "Alright I feel that I got us here. You gather some info on the manor and maybe the person living there and come get me at that cafe." She pointed to the small little coffee and tea shop close by. "Bring some good info and I will get you something to eat." Alara smiled then went and sat at the outside table.

Hi, I'm Zanon from the original Darkest Heart.
Zarkun strike me down if I am overstepping.

Disclaimer: This is a side character, blatantly ripped off from Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time.
He does not get involved in plot events.

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A cough sounds from beside you, and an elderly man steps forward. His cloths were largely dull greens and browns that travelers favored... With one very notable exception.

The cloak. At first glance it appeared to be a chaos of color. A second's inspection would reveal that it was, in fact, a patchwork of dozens and dozens of differently colored and patterned pieces of fabric. It was hard to tell, but no two pieces looked to be from the same bit of cloth.
The man's hair was entirely grey due to age, and his long mustache drooped on either side of his mouth.

The man bowed with all the expertise of a practiced showman, one arm over his chest and the other extended slightly behind and to his side to hold the cloak out a bit, thereby emphasizing its existence.

"Greetings travelers. Are you perhaps seeking Tobi VanHelsing? I can save you a great deal of time if this is indeed the case." His eyes fall upon you sword and his smile widens. "If he has once again sent out the call, great and terrible things are once again to be set in motion. Ah, but I am rambling. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Thom, Master Gleeman."