－ℛＯＳＥ ℬＬＯＯＤ－ [Lɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ-1800·s Vᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ RP] ᴼᴾᴱᴺ

[Benathorn]

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－ℛＯＳＥ ℬＬＯＯＤ－
－1800's Vampire & Detective RP－

❝ℒondon 1848. A time when industry is just beginning to make its mark and where titles and great wealth offer the most influential power. However, despite this, a new threat has begun to settle among the London alleyways and upon each frightened citizen's lips. A murderer is on the loose and one that seems to constantly baffle and elude the British police and investigators. What is worse, though, are the murmurs of what became of the victims. Young men and woman, who are strong and healthy in every way, have been completely drained of their blood or simply disappear without a trace. Only their pale, hollow husks are sometimes left behind while their frightened gazes look past at a long unseen foe. Some can only speculate what may have happened, while others whisper old tales of monsters that walk among us once more.

It has been nearly half a year with no end in sight to these cases, only more and more people seem to go missing as the nobles cry for resolution for fear of them being next. Peasants and lower-class citizens have all but fled when night falls, and the streets are eerily quiet and void of life these days. Only the subtle stirrings of a few dedicated detectives work throughout the night, but how long before they too go missing once they stumble upon the truth of these unnatural murders? Few are left these days that dare to brave what haunts and stalk the streets without rest, and even fewer still are willing to accept what really hunts the masses and lives among them..."❞

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[If you are human]
If you are human you are a descendant of the fabled Rose Blood Order who is either an aristocrat/ middle class citizen, detective, or family member of the two. A linage which once led back to ancient hunters whose blood would attract their paranormal prey to them. The Vampires have described this crimson scent to be akin to a sweet smelling rose, one that enraptures the primal senses once a single drop is tasted and that often makes these usually careful individuals show their true nature without restraint. The Rose Blood that flows through these human's veins are both coveted and feared. Immensely desired for its filling taste and sense of momentary peace while indulging, while also causing many a Vampire to fear that the fabled hunters of the old Blood Rose Order have returned once more after their supposed extinction ages past.

To taste the blood of a Rose often causes those who have done so to eventually go mad with their unquenchable lust for the sweet thirst. Once tasted by a Vampire it often spells a spiraling doom for the individual, causing their normal prey's blood to merely turn sour instead of quenching them like before, and prompting the creature to seek out the Rose Blood until madness takes hold or they are slain by the hunter that had done this to them. It is a tool that was once greatly beneficial to the hunters of old, one that ultimately drew the human's enemy towards them to meet their fate without the hide and seek games like some of the other Orders out there. However, this Order's line was nearly destroyed over four centuries ago in a great slaughter that is enraptured in dark secrets and mystery. Many of the Vampire families of old have all but thrived since then, that is, until a single drop of sweet scented blood comes from your fingertip...

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{If you are a Vampire}
If you choose to play the role of a vampire you will hail from one of the many aristocratic families that are well established within the city of London. Whether through trade, industry, exports, or inheritance, your family's name is well known by many and few would dare turn their gaze upon you for investigation of these gruesome crime sprees lately. It is obviously one of your kind that has been preying on the city's residents at night, something that is highly looked down upon since such things are meant to be done behind closed doors and with great secrecy. There is silent discourse among your ranks, you are all murderers in your own right, but as to who is staging and actually turning such low laying individuals into their pawns and cattle is unknown. Vampires are no longer the uncivilized brutes of olden times. You have rules, you have standards, and to put everything at risk that your kind has worked so hard for over the centuries is not taken lightly by your fellow pure blooded brothers and sisters.

Even though the humans have been doing their own investigations, so too have the Vampires who wish to stop this rogue or feast hungry group from revealing what they truly are to the outside world. After all, it would not do to have your prey scared away and your once rich stock now pillaged by some audacious Vampire who wishes to make a scene for your kind. You care little for the masses, but all should know their place and rank within your London city hunting grounds lest you attract the attention of the Elders coming down upon you all with a vengeance for such insolence. However, there is a new scent that catches your attention as of late. Sweet and intoxicating, yet so agonizingly faint and distant... it is only a matter of time before these mysteries are put to rest and all is revealed. You will make sure of this...

[Benathorn]

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➸ All of Tess's rules apply.

➸ This is a Literate RP. I expect at the very least two full paragraphs of five-six sentences with correct punctuation, grammar, and spelling. I do understand writer's block, but if you join this roleplay then you should always be able to post full well-written paragraphs that have at least something in it. Embellish it if need be, but one paragraph or less with only four sentences or fewer is not acceptable here.

➸ Also, please be sure to make your posts well written and easy to read. Pretty and fancied posts are indeed fine, but glitter graphics and the such are not allowed.

➸ I will not provide any forms for you. Instead, I wish to see you create your own form to show your literacy. Also, please give great detail and well thought out histories to your characters. All creatures and individuals have flaws and I expect to see yours have these written in your forms. This will indeed be a more mystery and suspenseful driven RP, but if you need help with your character's development please visit the discussion page for advice or aid from other members and myself.

➸ Your characters must comply with the established roles and backgrounds mentioned above in the plot. Remember, this RP takes place in London so most characters must have a history and image relating to the timeline provided. I will accept some who are foreign if it is explained well in the history, but for the most part, please try to keep your characters geared toward the cultural setting.

➸ All reservations must be made through PM's or on the discussion thread. Your applications will not be accepted unless you reserve first by contacting me. Once your application is done please PM me the finished form or post in our discussion thread that is linked below. There will be limited slots for this plot to keep an interactive flow with the story and to have a few dedicated roleplayers participate in a more literate setting.

➸ This is basically a suspenseful dark mystery RP with a bit of romance and much tragedy. So I encourage love, rivalry and drama in all your posts!

➸ This roleplay is an original plot created by myself using a theme we all know and love. Please do not use or replicate without my permission.

➸ You may only have up to two characters and only one may be a Vampire if the slot is open. Also, I will only hold reservations for five days to give you time to create your character and form. Since this is a literate roleplay I do understand if you need to take some time to write your applications, but if I do not hear back from you on the fifth day your slot shall be open and made available to another.

➸ I do not expect you to post everyday. I want this RP to be well thought out and with a driven story, but try to post at least once or maybe twice a week if possible.

➸ If you are inactive for more than two weeks, or have yet to inform me without giving some explanation as to your absence, then your character shall be removed and the open slot will be available to another.

➸ Keep the genders even. I can not stress this enough, I will not allow uneven genders in this RP so do keep this in mind when creating your forms and making reservations.

➸ I will only allow you to have two characters at most. Understand that I do this only because having more than two can be very difficult for a literate RP and you are able to write better if you simply focus on one or two individuals at a given time.

➸ Most of all, have fun! You may always PM me if you need to ask me any questions or just wish to inform me of your absence. I am very understanding of this and will always try to work with you on RP plots and character development.

－ＤＩＳＣＵＳＳＩＯＮ ＴＨＲＥＡＤ－

[Benathorn]

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－ｔｈｅ ｖａｍｐｉｒｅｓ－


Many established Vampire families are known to others of their kind either by passing comments, brief pleasantries, or just through word of mouth of one's family name. You will most likely know one another in some way, but none yet know of the Rose Blood that still lives in a few individuals. Your attention is currently focused on the recent murders and the fact that you will eventually have to let one of the human detectives seek an audience with you due to protocol and all that human nonsense. How such events turn out is up to you, but always protect your true identity no matter the cost...



Male: Lucian Alexander Black → 792 → DappleSpring → page 4
Male: name → age → reserved- .:Moon Shadows:. → page
Male: Aiden Isiah Greyfell → 428 → Benathorn → page 1
Female: Sophia Michelle Winslow → 15 → Tiny Cat → page 2
Female: Elizabeth Anne Neville → 320 → Keriae → page 1
Female: Rowena Mary Greyfell → 426 → .:Moon Shadows:. → page 1

－ｔｈｅ ｈｕｍａｎｓ－

"Human characters are very important. They are of the last few who are descendants of one of the first Orders of hunters known for the special blood that they used to their advantage. However, you yourself know little of such things which makes it dangerous if even a single drop of you sweet intoxicating blood were to fall in the wrong company. Whether you are one of the investigators, a fellow aristocratic friend of one of the Vampire families, or simply an individual whose family member or close friend perished to these murders matters little in the grand scheme of things. What matters now is whether you'll be next due to unfortunate circumstances or by your own hand... "

Male: Elijah Zachariah Wytherin → 26 → .:Moon Shadows:. → page 1
Male: Eldin Kinsey Winslow → 22 → Tiny Cat → page 1
Male: name → age → open → page
Female: name → age → open → page
Female: Victoria Esme Warren → 22 → Tiny Cat → page 1
Female: Arielle Elizabeth Falcone → 23 → DappleSpring → page 4

[Benathorn]

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Image (c) to their rightful owners
Code Format & Characters (c) Benathorn
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－ＡＩＤＥＮ ＧＲＥＹＦＥＬＬ－
❝ Let it be known that none shall tarnish the Greyfell name. I will make sure of that...❞





－ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ－




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Aiden Isiah Greyfell
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Male
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428 Years
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ
bisexual
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Current head of the Greyfell estate and Greyfell exports of London fine goods and teas. Is the eldest of Nathaniel's children and heir to the Greyfell Vampire line.
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-Father: Nathaniel Greyfell
-Mother: Rachel Greyfell (deceased)
-Sibling: Open to any other male or female vampires that wish to be related.





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Born into the Greyfell family as a mortal, Aiden and his kin were originally a small noble house back before London became the grand city it is today. The boy had lived in medieval times, where vampires and lycans were common place and hunters were aplenty to keep such beasts in order. Lords and peasants back then were constantly plagued by the creatures of the night and all knew the tales of the infamous beings who lived forever and feasted on the blood of the living. However, it was back then that the Greyfells learned of the deal that was made by the head of the household. A price that resulted in an unending curse that his father placed upon both himself and that of his family without consent...

Aiden had just recently turned twenty-eight when a supposed old friend of his father's had dropped by on a starless night in autumn's peak season. It was an older individual, a self proclaimed duke from a far off land whose accent was thick and foreign, and who also held himself with an almost imposing aura of poise and carefully hidden strength. The house had lavished this unexpected guest with gifts and a fine feast, only to have the gentleman pointedly refuse such kind offers as he merely watched and caught up with Aiden's father in hushed whispers and soft spoken words. If the household had truly known what creature they had welcomed through their doors that night perhaps things would not have ended up as they did for the Greyfell family, or perhaps... it was a fate they were destined to be cursed with regardless of the dealings that transpired next.

Aiden's father, Nathaniel Greyfell, had summoned his kin one by one into the study that fateful night. An unexpected summon that was tinged with a sense of foreboding and quiet allure. When the young noble entered the dimly lit room he was met with both his father and the stranger from before that was addressed only as Sir Lucius Malcolm, an Elder One, in his presence. His family had been specifically chosen to become apart of this esteemed individual's household and to be given a rare gift that only the Elder Ones bestowed upon to loyal friends and followers of their kind in exchange for eternal fealty unto them-- the mark, or 'gift', of the pure blooded beings. Of Vampires...

Surprisingly, Aiden only listened with dead silence as this stranger's gaze seemed to be mesmerizing yet also commanded his full attention with an allure he could not look away from. He was enraptured and in silent awe with what was being laid out before him. A chance at immortality, an offer of strength and opportunity like no other, yet, one he was inwardly hesitant of as well but too prideful to admit to in the presence of such a commanding individual. However, once it was made clear that the other members of his family had already made the decision to become one of these creatures, Aiden was left alone with the Elder One that night while he too made his final choice as he submitted fully to this creature. It was a choice that he was given little room to reject at that point, a decision his father made for them all as an offer and sacrifice to this Lucius Malcolm to prove himself and submit his children into eternal servitude. The memory of his painful and forced turning now remains as one of Aiden's most vivid haunting nightmares that is now forever burned into the back of his mind like a burning scar that refuses to heal. No matter how hard he tries, Aiden always regrettably remembers the one time he was made to be submissive to another, an act he tries to forget with every fiber of his being.

Aiden had refused to speak of that night or what transpired after his first feeding to anyone, not even to his siblings. It is a right of passage that all newly turned individuals must endure to erase the last of their mortality and sense of humanity, but then, it is not often that a mortal is graced by the mark of an Elder One-- though, if you asked Aiden such things the man grows eerily quiet in an effort to not recall what his father had made sure to force upon the Greyfell family for all eternity. Though they were now immortal and of high rank, they were also at the beck and call of their true master whom they answered to on his every whim whenever he called for their services. Thankfully such things only happen every century or so.

These days Aiden acts out the part of the arrogant and spiteful individual known by the denizens of London as the powerful Greyfell aristocrat among the wealthy and pompous society he loves to hate and hates to love. The young man parades his mortal facade with a practiced ease he has fined tuned over the centuries as the selfish yet clever aristocrat lad who is heir to the Greyfell exports, an industry that holds much weight in both Europe, India, and the Americas for their fine goods and exquisite teas. The Greyfell lord plays his mortal role well, becoming an infamous and popular individual to invite to parties and balls of various kinds, and known for wooing both young men and woman alike with his unnatural and alluring aura that all pure bloods of his kind seem to exude to attract their prey. Many of the aristocratic youth vie for the man's attention, one he is happy to indulge to the young counts and ladies he brings home during the late hours of the night to his chambers. Of course, never does he dare to fully drain them of their precious life. As much as he wishes to, such an act would call undo attention at their disappearance, but he can't help but have high standards for his taste in blood. The nobles always did have such a richer tang to them that teased his senses so unfairly. A taste he at least takes on occasion from those who are willing to give but a little to quell his ravished thirst momentarily once he is sure they won't recall the event, before he finally sends them home the next morning a bit weakened yet pleased.

Vampires these days can not afford the same brutality of the hunt with which they used to be able to do so openly in the past. Ever since they were nearly wiped out by the Rose Blood Order so long ago, humans have since put into place regulations and rules that make high society mingling both tedious yet oddly fun and fulfilling in its own way. The hunt at present date is usually done behind closed doors and with great secrecy. A Vampire is never to prowl callously and without restraint, nor are they allowed to consume the masses in a drunken fever. A certain finesse is required to attract their modern day prey, one that requires less struggle and more willingness versus the past's open consumption of human blood that struck fear into the hearts of many-- it is far easier to consume prey that comes to you without having to give chase after all. However, Aiden would be lying if he said he did not sorely miss the thrill and exhilaration of the old hunts and fear they once held. Those who follow the Elders are allowed to feast as long as no attention is brought to their kind. Humans have long since forgotten the true tales of the fabled vampires of old, and it is something that all of the immortal hierarchy wish to keep hidden away, lest they draw the attention of the Orders once more.

Currently Aiden busies himself with the constant boring badgering of British police and their adamantly incessant detectives. It was only a matter of time before one of the humans pushed for an audience with those who hold a name and power within the city confines. That, coupled with his constant responsibilities of keeping his household's business afloat, as well as his families affairs away from prying eyes, has placed a strain on the usually carefree and devilish individual. However, despite constant tensions rising from both within and the police, Aiden is adamant on settling this business before things gets a bit too out of hand or made known to the mortal public. No one is allowed to pillage his stock or cause discord within his territory, not without first dealing with him of course.





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Aiden's history with his two younger siblings has always been a close one. Even when he was but a child long ago, the long haired boy back then deemed himself as the silent protector of the two while also making sure to keep his sister and brother entertained with numerous fun games and wild antics to pass the time. He was the instigator and leader of most pranks and escapades devised between the three, but Rowena was the master plotter, and their little brother the ever faithful tag along that enjoyed being included in their schemes of pranking the cooks or nannies of their medieval summer home. It was a hard life back then filled with bittersweet times and fond memories that have all but faded into the past, especially as they grew older and their parents assigned them new tasks and responsibilities while waiting suitors and woman lined up to be the next Greyfells of their home to marry into.

Both Aiden and Rowena despised such things back then, but his younger sister especially so. Her freedom was more restricted than his own due to her gender and status, that, and her chosen suitor was not a very bright one if he thought he could tame the wild little girl he grew up with and knew so well. To help ease her burdens Aiden would often interrupt their forced meetings to allow his sibling to escape or catch a moment of reprieve from the insufferable man. Often this would include him spilling a few clumsy drinks on the individual or simply playing a terrible ruse and humiliating the suitor every time he came over-- after all, only Aiden allowed himself to be the only one to tease his sister so, no one else was permitted such a thing due to his selfish tendencies. Of course, it would be wrong to say that Aiden did not enjoy this immensely since he loved to push his boundaries and see how far he can go before the other loses their restraint. It's always so intensely amusing to see the fancy lords turn bright red with embarrassment or anger at his blatant questions or invasion of personal space, and Rowena's suitor was just that. How unfortunate it was he who turned up dead the night of their turning, Aiden had hoped it was a better first kill than his own... for Rowena's sake at least.

However, when they were given a moments peace Aiden would often take the time to let his little sister and brother see the world outside with him. By going on hunts or simply sneaking out at night to catch the fireflies and count the stars, the three were close friends despite Aiden's constant teasing and wickedly playful nature. He cares for Rowena deeply even though such caring is often shown through playful jabs or a game of who can get the last word in. Even though they have been together for centuries suffering the same curse he would not allow her to suffer alone, Aiden still finds his sister's presence inwardly comforting and her connections invaluable in the current abode they now live in together in London. Without her carefully constructed network of street walkers that works as the Greyfell's eyes and ears among the mundane, they would be sorely blind to the outside world around them. It was due to many of her connections that allowed the man to keep his power and always stay two steps ahead of both human and vampires alike, but now that her network is beginning to be prayed upon by the London massacres the two work together these days to find out who would dare touch what was rightfully their own...





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➸ｓｔｕｂｂｏｒｎ Aiden is a stubborn individual, almost to the point of foolishness to his elders and of his own kind, but it is a trait that has served him well over the years against his adversaries and fellow competition. You could almost say it was a personality that he developed purposefully to combat the constantly changing world around him. Each century brings its own new challenges to face, and to adapt one must have an uncaring and steadfast approach to it all in order to deal with the same familiar faces and powers that he himself has been immersed in for over four-hundred years. Aiden has thwarted and climbed the ranks of his fellow vampire brothers and sisters, his name and audacity is known to many outside of Europe, and though he is both respected and found fault with for his overly ambitious desires on many occasions, the male has proven that his stubborn disposition clearly gets the job done when it is most needed. A trait that many of the Elder Ones support regardless of his carefree lifestyle and disregard to rank at times.

➸ｓｅｌｆｉｓｈ A trait that is more a part of the young aristocrat's own self rather than one he adopted over time. Aiden had always been a bit of a selfish individual when he was once of mortal flesh, the boy back then was possessive over what he considered to be his, be it family, friends, enemies and especially his prey-- something that he still nurtures to this day and which has only grown in threatening measure over the centuries. Although his possessive nature did not extend into material possessions in the slightest, but more so towards his dominate position as the eldest child of the Greyfells. Thus his need to be in charge and in control of what is 'rightfully his' has made the male out to be insufferable at times as he teases his siblings and close friends to no end on their matters and affairs. Aiden has a bad habit of making another individual's personal business his own, whether out of curiosity or simply as a way to entertain himself is not fully known.

Though for the most part Aiden's wickedly teasing nature towards those he enjoys tormenting as a game is usually done in good nature, the aristocrat often lets his selfish desires deviate into more cruel and borderline obsessive tendencies from time to time when he has been forced to fast for days on end due to his time consuming duties. Such occurrences like these, however, are often only done away from prying eyes since he does not like others to see him lose control so easily once he's reached his limits. It is sometimes difficult to keep his hunger sated due to time constraints and keeping his family business afloat in this mortal ruled world, so when Aiden does feast after forgetting to do so for days on end, the man has indeed lost his self control on the rare occasion-- but never before the eyes of his siblings... only his prey witnesses such uncontrolled predatory behavior that he finds shameful to admit to yet indulges with great vigor to sate his unending thirst.

➸ａｍｂｉｔｉｏｕｓ Ambition has always been a double edged sword for most, but as for the Greyfell heir it is tempered with caution and a predatory intellect that ensures its success for the young vampire lord who wields it carefully and with great patience. It is due to Aiden's intense desires for power over the other lords that have helped his family become well known and established within their vampire ranks instead of one of the low and laughable pawns who do not bare a true mark from an Elder One. It is rare to be turned by a pure blooded vampire and Aiden makes sure that his family's name lives up to such high standards while also ensuring the protection of his family in the process.

However, such ambition also tends to sway the young male's decisions to darker tendencies if his family's welfare is on the line. Aiden is not above deviating to past ways of consuming without restraint, and indeed, such thoughts have constantly teased his better judgement when he recalls how things used to be in the past. He clearly knows what is right from wrong, but there has always been a fine line that has yet to be broken among the vampire ranks. One that could easily be snapped due to the recent chaos, and that tempts Aiden's more darker ambitions to no end...

➸ｌｏｙａｌ Loyalty. The one trait that those who are closest to Aiden actually find admirable in the often sly and arrogant male. The Greyfell heir is known to keep his promises despite his more lacking qualities of jealously, selfishness, and charmingly teasing demeanor. It is a trait that Aiden actually takes very seriously and will often encourage the man to go to great lengths to ensure his promises are kept without fault, no matter if the original promise was made to friend or foe. It was what originally forced Aiden to make his decision on that fateful night when he was turned. He had done so willingly and underwent the shame-filled and painful process of submitting himself over to the Elder One so that he would be there for Rowena and his younger brother despite their father's betrayal. The eldest son back then would not leave his siblings to suffer their fate alone since it was his duty to oversee their protection-- despite his many faults, Aiden was always the good older brother who looked after his kin while also teasing them all along the way. Someone who is always there when you least expect it and who will also give you that extra little push when your too frightened to take the plunge.

Such fierce loyalty also extends to his household staff whom offer their blood freely to their master, and act that does not fully sustain his thirst but keeps it at bay, as well as to a few close friends outside of the estate. Aiden is not above befriending humans in many ways, and indeed has a few contacts within the British police force that help to keep him informed of situations outside of the aristocrat realm. The young man always enjoys the prospect of new alliances however, and always has a few eyes and ears listening around the city who work to keep the Greyfells up to date on personal matters that may concern them, especially about a few detectives and tailors that have caught his interest as of late...

[Benathorn]

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name; Rowena Mary Greyfell
nickname; Roe
age; 426 years
gender; female
theme song; say something
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hair colour; dark cocoa brown
eye colour; steel blue
skin colour; porcelain white
height; 6’7”
build; lean, lithe, muscular
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positive traits; honourable, traditional,
calm, calculating,
negative traits; secretive,
deceiving, manipulative
siblings; Aden Greyfall
commrades; WIP
enemies; WIP
allies; WIP
S.O; heterosexual
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To put it simply, Rowena Greyfell is the crown jewel in her family. The eldest daughter [and only if comes to pass], her beauty is known far and wide by both vampire and human suitors alike. She is a strong, powerful and dominating figure in a room, much unlike other women and she uses this to her fullest advantage. Rowena is a young woman who gets what she wants. She is a very prominent figure in the London community and is often seen at very important events, accompanying her brother on occasion.

Rowena and her brother grew up close, being only two years apart. She was never like other young women at the time. In the medieval world she was born into she was a rebel, out riding and directly disobeying her father’s orders to be more like a lady. She craved her independence and freedom from the traditional laws that bound her to her family and to the engagement of a horrid man whom was to be her husband after he payed for her properly. To Rowena, the curse bestowed upon her family is both a blessing and an endless nightmare. That night is firmly ingrained into her mind as the night her world and her fortunes changed.
There was something about the Elder One . Something strangely but dangerously alluring. It was like an animal that know it’s been hunted, that feeling of wanting to flee but not knowing if it is just imagination. It’s that feeling that drew Rowena to him. A feeling that has now cursed her and her family in their immortal shells for all time. Suffice to say, the weak bond that Rowena had with her father shattered entirely that night. And as for her first feeding, well, there is no way that she talks about it, but her betrothed ended up dead, his body drained and a stricken look of horror on his face.

Ever since, Rowena has hated her father, drawing further and further away from him. They often collide in angry confrontations about her marriage to a vampire of higher standing and rank. Rowena is having none of that. She chooses whom she gets close to and has no interest in marrying a member of the older families that turned her. She has adjusted very well into London’s high society and is known far and wide as the ‘Black Nightingale’. This name she has rightfully earned for her beautiful singing voice and her abilities in music. She has performed at most high society galas and events, and has since helped booster the family name by her appearances in high society. The young woman is known to drawn men to her, and as such she doesn’t have very many friends in the female community. In fact she doesn’t have many friends at all.

Rowena has a darker side though, one which her family rarely sees. She, like most vampires prowls the streets of London at night, looking not for her prey, but for lesser vampires in the city and the criminal movement of London’s darker side. She is a manipulative and cruel woman when she wants to be, and thanks to her work at night she has criminal and vampire connections all over England and beyond. The problem is that some of them are going missing and she, though not the most friendly of people, does not take lightly to a vampire coming in and messing up all the hard work she has put into her network of night crawlers. This is one side of her that not even her brother has seen, nor is it a side that she is willing to show him. After all, as a 'lady' she should not have such connections or dealings with criminals.

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name; Elijah Zachariah Wytherin
nickname; n/a
age; 20 years
gender; male
theme song; WIP
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eye colour; grey
skin colour; lightly tanned
height; 6’5”
build; lean, muscular, sturdy
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intelligent, creative,
negative traits; untrustworthy,
flirtatious, controlling
siblings; n/a
commrades; WIP
enemies; WIP
allies; WIP
S.O; undetermined
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What can be said about Elijah Zachariah Wytherin? Apart from vampires, never has a man of the Roseblood lines been so deceptive and secretive. It's not even really known who he is or where he came from, and that makes him a dangerous man. Elijah is part of London's 'new money', and is not really worried about what the high class elite think of him. He cares not for titles or land or women really. He is just focused on one thing. Hunting down his prey.

Hailing from the American colonies, he leads a double life. Owning a very successful tailoring business, Elijah caters for the elite of both the new American colonies and now the London elite, clothing some of the cities most notable families and politicians. But this is not what made him wealthy. He s always well dressed, and at the leading edge of fashion, making him very popular with young women. With his suits sporting sleek and fine lines, he is a model of sophistication and class in London's community. He is never seen in anything but the best tailored suits, with silver cuffs on his sleeves, which are etched with the image of a wyvern, a creature of myth and legend. He is, for all intents and purposes, a gentleman of London.

But you see, there is more to Elijah than meets the eye. When night falls, this sophisticated young man becomes a very intelligent and calculating detective and hunter. But to those who don't know, there is more out there to hunt than animals. You see, Elijah comes from a very prominent line of hunters men who dedicate themselves to tracking down and exterminating the mythical creatures that inhabit he world and pose a danger to mankind. Werewolves, evil spirits. Vampires. His family has hunted them all for centuries and left a fortune to their only heir, Elijah.

Elijah is the last of his family to carry the Wytherin name, which extends back to the end of the medieval periods in London. Ever since that time, his family has been systematically hunted down by mythical creatures trying to rid themselves of the bounties that were over their heads. The thing about the Wytherin family though is that it is not just man that they work for. They work both sides of the spectrum, and act as the assassins for prominent lines of vampires, for a very hefty prices as well. However currently, Elijah is more interested in finding the culprit behind the London massacres taking place, as it threatens the very nature of his business if anyone catches on.

As a Roseblood, he has always been a very dangerous man, for humans and vampires alike, with a seductive allure about him that has brought many women to his bed. A natural flirt, he is always out, working through the masses of women that are drawn to him. And usually he can work out vampires from man very easily. They try to resist. In his investigations into the murders of the London citizens, he has, on occasion, met with other Rosebloods, whom he is very wary and secretive around. He trusts no one, and works alone, but it is a very lonely life for him, and as of such, he often craves companionship, no matter who it is from. He has come to suspect that some of the prominent London bloodlines might be hiding more than they appear, but he has said nothing. Instead he is just determined to get closer to them without making them suspicious.

He has more than once run into the Greyfell family and knows that there is more going on behind their cold and calculating eyes and personas. As the city's leading tailor, he has, more than once, tried to clothe the young men of the Wytherin family, but has been seeking people like him, aiming to solve the mysteries of the murder to pair up with him to investigate the higher class families

[Little Rebel]

Don't be Discouraged. It's often the last
key in the bunch that opens the lock.

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Form Created and Owned by Tiny Cat
Face Claim - Mila Kunis

-Full Name;; Victoria Esme Warren
-Family Name;; Winslow
-Nickname;; Tori, Tori Mae
-Age;; 22 Years Old
-Gender;; Female
-Species;; Human
-Social Status;; Lower Class
-Nationality;; French-English
-Orientation;; Heterosexual

-Hair Color;; Dark Chestnut Brown
-Eye Color;; Forest Green
-Skin Tone;; Fair
-Build;; Petite, Slender
-Height;; 4'11"
-Weight;; 98lbs
-Distinctive Features;; Freckles
-Body Mods;; Pierced Ears
-Clothing Style;; Simple, Efficient

-P. Traits;; Loyal, Protective, Determined, Trusting
-N. Traits;; Short Tempered, Stubborn, Argumentative
-Likes;; Justice, Sunshine, Hand to Hand Combat, Competition
-Dislikes;; Bullies, Losing, Being Wrong
-Talents;; Singing, Dancing, Piano, Violin
-Strengths;; Hand to Hand Combat, Field Work, Speed
Weaknesses;; Swimming, Brute Strength, Social Interactions
-Dreams;; To Be a World Class Detective
-Fears;; Thunderstorms, Small Spaces, Drowning

P e r s o n a l i t y
Victoria Warren is a vision of complexity. No one knows who she really is; the Bread Makers Daughter, the Aristocrat, or the Detective. To Tori, she is all these things and more. She is a very simple young woman with simple tastes. She has no need or use for the extravagance and fancy dresses would only be a hindrance. She is intelligent and educated, something you don't often see amongst the lower class, and has a sharp tongue that won't hesitate to give any high handed noble a proper lashing. She is a loyal and protective girl who looks out for the weak and scorns those who needlessly bully those beneath them. Tori is a confident woman, but at the same time she is self conscious. She knows that she is strong and pretty, even as she acknowledges her shortcomings. She is distinctly uncomfortable in social settings... In fact, she is borderline claustrophobic. She is humorous and easy to amuse. Quick to laugh and smile but also quick to scowl. She is strong and independent and its this independence that she cherishes more than her own life. It is the one thing she will never allow anyone to take away from her. She is a feisty and quick witted young woman; well known for her foul temper. She is argumentative and irrational and once she's made up her mind about someone, it is nearly impossible to change it. Naive isn't a word most would associate with Victoria Warren... But there is a part of her that is Naive. That is too trusting. Sure, a large part of her is suspicious of anyone she doesn't know... But there is also that part of her that desperately wants to see the good in people. It's not that she's stupid; just hopeful. It's that naive hope that makes her hesitate... And it's that hesitation that makes her vulnerable. Tori is an honest person; she hates judging people by their appearance even if her mentor has drilled it into her to trust no one and yet she can't help but want to trust people no matter what the danger. She's a good person; it's only natural for her to want to think the best of people.

H i s t o r y
Tori doesn't know much about her past. Her birth family, where she comes from... It's all a mystery that she has yet to uncover. She knows she was adopted... Has known since she was old enough to know what adoption meant that she was different; an outsider in a family she knew and loved as her own. Likewise, she is aware that she comes from an aristocratic family. It's the only thing her parents, David and Hannah, have ever told her about her birth parents.

Tori was adopted into a family with no other children. It was just her and her parents. David and Hannah Warren were an older couple who had never been able to have children. Regardless of this, they were kind and generous people who treated the townsfolk as their children. They were well known for giving out handouts when possible, so when the young and bedraggled woman stumbled into their shop, clutching a mewling baby to her bosom, they didn't hesitate to sit her down and provide a hot meal. That baby was Victoria. When she had finished her meal, the woman thanked them and left... And that should have been the end of the story. But that night, she returned, still clutching the child. This time, however, she was covered in blood. Anyone who saw her would have thought her to be stark raving mad. If the look in her green eyes wasn't enough to give one goosebumps, her babbling about creatures of the night was. She begged the couple to take care of her baby girl and to protect her with their life. One look at the innocent gurgling in the blood spattered blanket made up their minds for them.

The woman told them little about her or the child, and most of what she did say sounded made up... Like that they came from an ancient line of Vampire Hunters and that unless the girl learned to fight, she would always be in danger of losing her life to the parasites. What they did believe was this: the child's name was Victoria Esme Winslow and she was born on December 19. She was a Descendent of the powerful Winslow Family, but the young mother had been estranged from her family and they wanted nothing to do with her or the child. It was enough to cement their decision. When they asked her name, she hesitated only briefly before telling them her name was Rosemarie Winslow. Then the woman left, and never looked back. For the first five years of Victoria's life, her new parents lived in fear that Rose and/or the Winslow Clan would come to claim the child but neither happened and they slowly relaxed and allowed the child a bit more freedom. She was seven when they told her she was adopted, telling her only that her mother's name was Rosemarie and that she was a noble. It was enough, at the time, but like all children she would later have questions that would be near impossible for the Bread Maker and his Wife to answer. Time passes and Victoria Warren grew into a strong young woman.

Despite her youth and lower class status, she was a respected member of her community. The nobles knew her well, and only wariness made them hesitate at retaliating against her for her insubordination. Such an unruly child was bound to be unpredictable. So they let her be and, so long as they didn't pick on the people in her community, she let them be. Around the time she was fifteen, those questions about her past began to arise. She desperately yearned to know where she came from. Who was her mother. Rosemarie was a beautiful name... But even knowing she was a Noble, a name wasn't much to go on. That's how she first met Marty. Martin Sullivan was a Detective known for being a harda**. It was this that first drew her to his office. Marty was known for finding people and getting things done. In her eyes, if anyone could find her mother it was him. Marty was skeptical at first... But without much to go on, he could only do so much. He managed to find out that a woman named Rosemarie Van Allan had given birth to her and a baby boy at a local hospital but since Van Allan wasn't an Aristocratic name... It was assumed to be a fake last name.

The children disappeared off record, both guessed to be dead. Clearly that wasn't true, since Tori was alive and well but what if the boy? The mother was later found dead, mysteriously drained of blood. This, and the fact that she had a twin brother, were shocking to say the least. The thought that she would never meet the young, beautiful, kind, funny woman she imagined her mother to be was devastating. That the trail was so cold she might never be able to track down her twin brother was equally crushing. Regardless, the young woman took this all in stride. Despite the crushing blow, she didn't shed a tear, didn't crumble as many girls in her position might. Martin Sullivan was impressed, to say the least. He had no interest in whiny little girls who cried at every little thing. So, he offered her what many young men would have killed for. Guidance, mentorship... Tori was shocked. She had never considered becoming a Detective before... And yet the thought was enticing. So she agreed. Marty proved to be a brutal mentor, but it was his brutality that drew her to him. She admired his no-nonsense attitude and his refusal to give up even if the odds looked bad. Marty's training was thorough.

He taught her hand to hand combat first, focusing on how to use her size to her advantage. She was a tiny girl, and most of her targets would dwarf her. Then came stamina. She had always hated running but Marty made her run miles every day. His reasoning: "If there should come a time when I can't fight and you're out of options, I want you to run. Run far and run fast and don't you dare look back or I'll shoot you myself." This, said gruffly as if emotion threatened to choke him up. Years seemed to fly by under Marty's tutelage and the two became close. He was like a second father to her, and she like the daughter he had lost years ago. Tori excelled under his training, and while she still has a lot to learn she has proved to be a prodigy.

[Little Rebel]

Don't Ever Mistake my Silence for Ignorance,
My Calmness for Acceptance,
and My Kindness for Weakness...

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Form Created and Owned by Tiny Cat
Face Claim - Mason Greybeck

-Full Name;; Eldin Kinsey Winslow
-Family Name;; Winslow
-Nickname;; Eldin, Kinsey
-Age;; 22 Years Old
-Gender;; Male
-Species;; Human
-Social Status;; Noble
-Nationality;; French-English
-Orientation;; Heterosexual

-Hair Color;; Medium Chestnut Brown
-Eye Color;; Forest Green
-Skin Tone;; Lightly Tanned
-Build;; Lean, Muscular
-Height;; 5'10"
-Weight;; 155lbs
-Distinctive Features;; Dimples
-Body Mods;; None
-Clothing Style;; Elegant, Stylish

-P. Traits;; Charming, Protective, Intelligent, Funny, Watchful
-N. Traits;; Arrogant, Selfish, Overconfident, Notorious Flirt
-Likes;; Winning, Being Right, Flirting, Spending Money
-Dislikes;; Peasants, Dirt, Smart Women
-Talents;; Pianoforte, Swordsplay, Wooing Women
-Strengths;; Hand to Hand Combat, Horsemanship, Swordsplay
Weaknesses;; Archery, Too Impulsive, Easily Angered
-Dreams;; To Be a King
-Fears;; Failure, Poverty, Death

P e r s o n a l i t y
Eldin has always been a confident young man. Confident in his status, in him ability to charm the socks off of any woman, and confident in his place in the world. He has never second guessed his position; has never had cause to. To his adoring public, he is a mystery. Elusive and Handsome. Not many people can manage to get close enough to Eldin to gain his trust or even his friendship; then again, not many would want to. He is a haughty, self centered young man who hold women in low regards and yet never seems to lack for female companionship. Most men either envy him or they simply hate him; more often than not, it's a combination of both. Not that he cares. He is a very selfish and materialistic guy. If he wants something, he automatically assumes it will be his because that is how he was raised to think. Eldin isn't all bad, of course. Despite his many faults and shortcomings he is very loyal and overprotective... especially of his little sister, Sophia. He is a very charming and intelligent young man and while he does think very little of women in general, while he is with one he is always faithful. He would never cheat on someone. He is very honest, sometimes brutally so. He firmly believes that deception will only lead to more problems further down the road that are best left untouched. He is also extremely funny and can often be found joking and flirting with whatever pretty young maiden has caught his eye. In public, he has impeccable manners. No matter how angry he is, he wouldn't shame his mother by acting out in rebellion. He is actually usually a very calm and collected person. It takes quite a lot to anger him. He is also very gentle, if not in words then at least in action. He would never harm a woman or child physically.

H i s t o r y
Unlike with his sister, the topic of his adoption was never brought up. As a biological member of the Winslow Clan, his Aunt Lillian never really though it necessary to tell him that he wasn't her son. Lillian was Rosemarie Winslow's Older Sister by two years. They were very close and Lily often worked hard to hide whatever trouble Rose got herself into from their mother Rachelle. But when Rose ran off with a peasant and came back nine months later, heartbroken and heavily pregnant, Lillian Winslow knew their was little she could do to stop their mother's wrath. She was right. Rachelle Winslow was furious with her younger daughter and promptly disowned the young, broken woman. Lily, unable to disregard the bond she shared with her sister, found her shelter in a vacation home until she gave birth. At her sister's begging, she agreed to take the boy. Their mother would need an heir anyway, and the child could be passed off as Lily's own son. But the girl... she wouldn't be as easily accepted by their mother. Or by public if, later down the road, the fact that the children were b*stards came out. The boy would be fine, but she couldn't take the little girl. That was the last time she saw her sister or niece. Lillian raised the boy as her own. She named him Eldrin Kinsey Winslow, after her own father, Eldrin Kenton Winslow. The boy was raised in the lap of luxury, given everything his little heart desired. Lily fell hopelessly for the child and truly did begin to think of her own offspring. When the boy turned eighteen, she gave birth to a beautiful little girl with long, coppery golden curls and big blue eyes. She named the baby Sophia. Many assumed that Eldrin would resent his new sister because it meant sharing everything that had once been his alone. But Eldrin and Sophia bonded instantly, never knowing that they were merely Cousins, not siblings.

[Keriae]

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name: elizabeth anne neville
age: three hundred and twenty
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house: house of neville (of york)
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Born of the House of Neville, Elizabeth was not
supposed to inherit her families estates, for she
was descended from a younger brother and had
very little claim. That was, until all male heirs
died and she inherited. Suddenly she was the
Countess of Warwick and was very close to the
front in the order of precedence at the court of
Henry VIII. Unfortunately for her, her father had
made a deal with the Elder Ones, and in return
for them gifting the estates and titles to him (or
his daughter, as it turned out) all of his children
were to become Vampires. "A cheap price"