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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 6:58:30 GMT -5
Name: Deacon Sacrament Also known the blood sacrament IGN: Sacrament INS:42 Blood rank; Blood Deamonl Apparent age 27 D.O.B 1697 Sex: male Height: 6` 5” Weight : 235 Eyes:change from blue to green and sometimes red Hair: dark brown Build: Athletic Nationality: English/French Race: Vampire Sexuality: non-active mostly Place of origin. Rouin France Chylders, none yet, only considered upon request SiReD: Elisha siblings: Nexia Logan Xavier Florain Snake Marcus Darius POWERS : His powers are: Second-sight Suction Surprise Perception Celerity(3) Stamina(3) Shadows(3) Thievery(3) Locate(3) Telepathy(3) Charisma(3) APPEARANCE: Tall powerful but somewhat innocent looking for a pire. Blue eyes dark brown hair, large form though he moves easily. Smiles easily and tends to be very casual in dress. He carries scars on his back from his daily ritual that crisscross back and forth over his shoulders and spine. He also has a scar under his chin from a childhood accident.Hair is a dark chocolate brown and eyes tend to change colors depending on his mood or thoughts. Sometimes green sometimes blue the only time they turn red is when he is hungry. Most of the time right before a hunt.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 6:59:26 GMT -5
HISTORY INCOMPLETE: Born 1697 and orphaned somewhere in England he was taken to a few different orphanages tossed about till the age of 11 when he was bought by monk from a French monastery and moved to France to live. Clothed and fed by the commonly kind monks he grew healthy and strong till his 20th year in which he was take to be trained as a temple guardian. For the Seven Years of Passing , he learned all there was to learn about what he would be doing and how to do it. What mind set he needed to control his actions and gain the upper hand. As well as taught the more mystical ways and blood rights of the monastery. On his 27th birthday he was commissioned to the “Rites of Sanguine Guardian” and for three days suffered the wrath of his fellows. Each taking his blood in sacred ritual, finally in the end returning some to him, as a baptizing him as one of their own. While in deep slumbers the night of his resurrection, his temple was destroyed. He himself buried under the now ruined place he had considered home for 16 years. At the apex of the full moon his night of rising to the Eternal Sacrament, he literally had to dig his way from under the rubble. Since he has wandered alone with the practices and teachings of his breather more or less his only constant companions. Meeting those around him randomly till a few centuries later he decides to become more involved having found more like himself but not. He is curious and looking to learn of them. Once around the 1900's he found a lady that needed his help. Taking her into his crude home of the day he nursed her back to health with his own blood and set her back on her path. One day she returned to him, and told him that she wanted to free him? Confused he watched as she began going though some of his items that he made his tonics with. When he asked her why, she said they kept him a slave. He quickly and as nicely as he could saw her out and left the area never returning to allow a replay of that nights actions. Though she did leave behind a perfume bottle that he seems to keep hidden though the perfume itself is long gone. If asked he will simply blush and shake his head, saying. "It was just a mistake on her part. Taking his time over the next hundred years he traveled extensively and had been to places like Malaysian and over to Japan. Coming to the America's with the English and finding his way to Mexico he knows bits and pieces of each language , though not fluent. Learning and talking with anyone that was able to take time for him, as well as having taken long walks over the the country side of nearly any place he has been.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:00:36 GMT -5
PERSONALITY: Likes Swimming, reading, sparring. simple conversation. Tai Chi. dogs, horses, in fact most animals though most are wary of him due to his vampire blood. He enjoys music of all types as well though if you ask his favorite, he would ask for a folk song or something more basic then most music today. The Highway man being one of his favorite that is more or less both. Dislikes Enclosed places, Smoke Large crowds Hunters Lighting Strong scents of nearly any type Uncouthness Illogical behavior Cruelness Lack of control
Habits and Reactions: His feeding habit's seem odd when you first meet him as he goes to the local butcher shops and purchases cold blood there. In his life time he has only tasted blood from a living being once before. Ritual and sacrifice have stopped him to this point. One of the main habits that most will not understand is his to take a tonic of suppressants, to help him control the vampire demon inside. Each night he rises to drink his ritualistically made tonic. Having done so since he was created, the skill for making it taught to him by the monks he lived with. The reason for taking it was for him not to lose control of his focus and bestial natures. This isn't something that is debatable for him, most of his human life was spent in service of the monks and helping to take care of creatures that guarded his temple. He sees no other path for the blood sacrament then the one he has. Single minded and only recently willing to learn more then his own life style he wishes to gain new ground. To finally find someone worthy of his need to protect, and look up to. He hardly goes on the defense simply for himself, and has taken a few beatings for the very fact that he isn't known to lift a hand to stop it. Shy to a fault, he can be hard to get to know. He never shies from a battle to help those he deems needful of his services. Or talking to those that need his assurances and an ear. Possibly holding to soft an exterior he tends to shy away from most.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:02:06 GMT -5
PERSONAL EFFECTS: One item he would carry on his person would be a elegantly made fan with it's own carrying bag, that he was told was his mothers before she died having him. This he holds on to for dear un-life, feeling it the only part of his real humanity. Without it he could be little more then a beast. Sacrament has little in the way of personal belongings though he has managed to keep a few things along his travels. Of course some rather trendy weapons from age to age though he seems to enjoy the French way of doing things as far as he knows he was born English. The first of these weapons is a sword pistol made for hunting boar but easily adaptable to hunt humans as well as other creatures. French made sword pistol with barrels on each side of the blade. Dogs head guards thingy and form the percussion hammer for this piece. One of Deacon's favored toys he has modified it of course a few times. Still the weapon is very effective for close range. The next item used in conjunction with the first most times. A French Dagger and flintlock combination, used pretty much the same way. Last here is a French Military Saber, merely a piece he enjoys having around though it is at all times kept clean and sharp as a razor. More weapons that he has found and stowed away. Bits and pieces of his travels.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:02:58 GMT -5
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:07:40 GMT -5
Major events of his unlife since coming to the city.
Arrival to the city, Deacon comes in by bus and learns there really is a city of Vampires. Interested he had in mind to find a family or at least somewhere to belong.
Finding a sire in Elisha he becomes part the Ankh finally connecting with the world around him after wandering for centuries.
Elisha his sire loses a son, and goes into such a state of sadness and grief that the shadows claim her and his new sister Nexia. Deacon reveals his knowledge of certain occult things in an attempt to bring back his sire and sister, eventually succeeding.
Finds a coin of his old order and a sorrowful intent, he tells his family he must leave for a while. He sets out on a quest to track down who left the coin behind and to find out if there is any kinship there.
Finding his original sire, but in a state of near insanity, Deacon doesn't like to talk about the events then. One thing is for certain, what ever happened profoundly changed Deacon in many ways.
Returns to Ravenblack city, his beloved sire and family in the Ankh. Once again wandering the streets and keeping his eyes open for the family. Considered mildly as Elisha's guardian, the truth of that label may never really be known but within the pire himself.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:09:04 GMT -5
Deacon Today
Of late Deacon finds himself spending time between the Ankh and Ravenblack City. When he isn't a foot he favors his Harley that he had acquired along his journey that had led him away from the city for a while.
Some of the items you will find that he either wears or keeps on him most of the time. the attire is normal wear for Deacon.
Though he doesn't usually carry a weapon he almost always has this knife. It has far more uses then just fighting which he would prefer to do hand to hand anyway.
This will be about it for now though I am sure there will be more later.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:11:12 GMT -5
Possible siring? (unfinished, more to come here)
Siring status: Active Adopting status : Inactive
Deacon isn’t actually looking for childers, but it is possible he will take requests to sire very seriously. However, no hybrids or nekos and would have to follow house rules. He would sire a human before adopting at this point.
If he sires there is a 80 percent chance he will sire males. This is due to his own siring the first time. How he views his duties and needs. He will obviously consider females as well.
Deacon's requirements for siring are as follows. A full idea of what the human is like and why Deacon might be interested. Must be creative. Please no alts. Looking for either male or female but in no great hurry and would prefer male, because of his own background. Eh more to come, still debating.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:12:11 GMT -5
Photo album Just a few pictures possible more to come if anyone wants to see.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:13:28 GMT -5
Reactions and thoughts on family and his sire.
Deacon tends to care deeply about those he is close to and sometimes is a little lost in how to react to them. If someone gives him a hug he will return it to a family member but anyone else might get a odd stiffness in his reaction. Though unless he has reason to dislike whom ever he will not automatically shun them. So family in general is welcome to maul him if they so wish to however he speaks more of his feelings with his eyes and attitude. His sisters and brothers mean a great deal to him and he finds their diversity, of interest and amusement most of the time. In his eyes they seem wonderful, though they might sometimes do things he wouldn't agree with. They are family, and that is what matters.
His grandsire, Chiru, and partner, Night, he knows little of but is learning and has so far found he likes much the tiny Asian seeming woman with her almost courtly manners. He can only wonder what she seems to hide so deeply.
Nieces and nephews he treats like any member of the Ankh, with respect and caring, as well as a watchful eye.
Elisha his sire he carries many emotions about, she seems to be fiery and a warrior most times. Then there is a softer side that comforts him as she talks with him about what he needs and or wants. It seemed to come naturally allowing her to guide him in the city, and his thoughts are never to far from the spunky lady. Often others wonder what Deacon thinks about when he chooses to do things. Most of the time he will base his decision on what his sire would wish of him. Such is his need to be part of family and make his sire happy. He admires the warrior in her and relishes the fact that he belongs to the line though her. Needless to say, there isn't much he wouldn't do for her, or his siblings.
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:15:24 GMT -5
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Post by sacrament on Mar 14, 2009 7:15:41 GMT -5
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