Name: Marcus Darconus
Race: Vampire
Age: 306
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short black hair. Unnatural silver eyes. He a black silk shirt, pants and gloves. A black travelling cloak. He also wears a black/silver masquerade mask at all times.
Weapons Silver throwing daggers
History: Marcus never cared for his humanity. Raised in a rich family with other spoiled kids, Marcus never really found a real relationship with anyone. His father was always off doing whatever job he did, his mother was out seducing men and women to keep her company and his siblings were to old to care about him.
As he got older he started walking around at night, finding himself in many dangerous positions. He was beat up allot at first for being a rich kid but he learned more from these beating then he ever learned from his snob teachers. He learned to fight, hide, hunt and kill from the people of the streets. Then the night that changed everything...
He and his mother were out walking in the family gardens on his 21 birthday. She was scolding him for not doing more with his life when a bloody, wounded figure bound over the wall. It was a vampire, and it was badly hurt. It was losing blood and strength, begging them for help. Just a drink was all it asked for. Marcus's mother started screaming in horror but Marcus felt an instant connection with it. So he silenced his mother with his knife and was rewarded with the vampire turning him. They feasted together on the rest of his family, putting on a masquerade mask as he left, a symbol of his new life
Race: Vampire
Age: 306
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short black hair. Unnatural silver eyes. He a black silk shirt, pants and gloves. A black travelling cloak. He also wears a black/silver masquerade mask at all times.
Weapons Silver throwing daggers
History: Marcus never cared for his humanity. Raised in a rich family with other spoiled kids, Marcus never really found a real relationship with anyone. His father was always off doing whatever job he did, his mother was out seducing men and women to keep her company and his siblings were to old to care about him.
As he got older he started walking around at night, finding himself in many dangerous positions. He was beat up allot at first for being a rich kid but he learned more from these beating then he ever learned from his snob teachers. He learned to fight, hide, hunt and kill from the people of the streets. Then the night that changed everything...
He and his mother were out walking in the family gardens on his 21 birthday. She was scolding him for not doing more with his life when a bloody, wounded figure bound over the wall. It was a vampire, and it was badly hurt. It was losing blood and strength, begging them for help. Just a drink was all it asked for. Marcus's mother started screaming in horror but Marcus felt an instant connection with it. So he silenced his mother with his knife and was rewarded with the vampire turning him. They feasted together on the rest of his family, putting on a masquerade mask as he left, a symbol of his new life