Welcome to Gaia! ::

Hiiii

I'm...

Vincent.

You can call me Vincent.

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Here's my pro.

As soon as i get a pic, i shall add it.

Until then,

i think your imagination can cut it.

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User name: truth_shift

Character Name: Tralor Draa'ls Vincent

Race: Post-Vampire Human.

Card User: GENERATED : 19

CLUBS

Clubs deal with the mind and knowledge

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Description:



History:

...the old man stares into your eyes.
His gaze makes you wish you hadn't asked the question.

"Vincent?
shh!

*the man makes a hushing gesture*

Don't say it so loud.
He may hear you.
He's got eyes and ears everywhere, he does!
He doesn't like people knowing his past.

I'll tell you all i know,
only because you helped me earlier...



Lukas "Gunner" Vincent, they called him.

Born around twelve-oh-nine-seven from the Requess Nostra,
just off the wester coast of the winterlands.
He was taught as one of them 'witch-hunters'.

While off on a trading mission with a local colony, he was abducted and tortured
by a vampire cult.

At the end of their fun, the vampires gave Vincent a choice;
die right then and there,
or get bitten, and be killed by his own people, they said.

Vincent wanted to live.
He wanted to live so badly.

Chosing to be bitten, he was hacked, and left in the appauling state that he was in.

Eventually bein' discovered by scouts from the colony, they left him there,
and reported what had happened to Vincent's village.

Vincent's own father came to finish him.
Was a harsh task, but he thought it had to be done.

*The old man stops for a second, readjusts, and begins talking again, this time quieter, and more muffled*

The details about the fight are a bit hazy.
Posessed with vampiric strength and speed, Vincent broke free and killed his father.

Returning to his village, he challenged every vampire-hunter to find a cure.
After his, somewhat over confident request, he was chased out the town, and ended up with
a shard of his father's silver blade in his chest, inches away from his vampiric heart.

He disappeared, only showing himself for brief moments up until now.
He's taken an interest in modern 'magiweapons',
so has gone about attempting to perfect them

Apparently, he's no vampire anymore, neither.
I've even seen him in daylight n' everything.

Doesn't seem too dangerous,
'specially seeing he's lived for near on forteed-hundred years now.
I sure hope my thoughts and eyes don't decieve me.

Personal Description:

6"11'
Australian
musical
athletic
artistic
likes washing hands.

Other:

Magics:
Deceive mind
Drain Lifeforce

Senses:
Magical


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