Jun 19, 2020 18:34:08 GMT
Post by stormaf on Jun 19, 2020 18:34:08 GMT
Name: Dakhan
Gender: Male
Age: Looks to be around 20, but is much older.
Affiliation: Neutral
Race/Species: vampire
Abilities: In general, he has the same abilities and weaknesses as a regular vampire, but he also is great a luring women and seducing them when he turns on the charm.
Appearance: Dakhan is not a tall man. He is a slim and athletic guy of about five feet eleven inches. He's often mistaken for a teenager.
Personality: He is serious and a bit of a loner. Although he appreciates a good joke, it's not easy to get him to smile. Life hasn't been kind to him and he tends to go it alone if at all possible. Lately, he's been trying to get back into society as best he can. Immortality is a long sentence to deal with.
History: Dakhan was originally a Babylonian. He was a beautiful child and when he was five years old he was sold into slavery. He grew up experiencing some of the worst abuse modern times could think of, but back then, this sort of thing was quite normal and a part of life. In fact the better a slave you were, the better your life expectancy was, the less you were punished and the nicer you were treated by your owner.
Dakhan did everything right. He became so loved by his owner, he was freed with some money to start up his own business. This was how he became a male prostitute and a pimp with his own house of sex workers. This was also how he became a vampire. One of his clients was a lovely and dominating woman who liked things rough. One time she bit him during a night of pleasure and accidentally drained him. Then she gave him some of her own blood to change him as it was either that or let him die. Dakhan wasn't particularly happy with the situation, but he was a quick study and rapidly learned everything he needed to know from his mistress.
Since then most of his life has been spent living and ostensibly dying, only to move to another country and start all over again. Now and again he would become tired of this gypsy life and entombed himself for a while.
Now he is in New York and has contacted an old friend, Mrs. Wittershall, to ask a favor. He would like to start a new 'life' in the Big Apple.
Gender: Male
Age: Looks to be around 20, but is much older.
Affiliation: Neutral
Race/Species: vampire
Abilities: In general, he has the same abilities and weaknesses as a regular vampire, but he also is great a luring women and seducing them when he turns on the charm.
Appearance: Dakhan is not a tall man. He is a slim and athletic guy of about five feet eleven inches. He's often mistaken for a teenager.
Personality: He is serious and a bit of a loner. Although he appreciates a good joke, it's not easy to get him to smile. Life hasn't been kind to him and he tends to go it alone if at all possible. Lately, he's been trying to get back into society as best he can. Immortality is a long sentence to deal with.
History: Dakhan was originally a Babylonian. He was a beautiful child and when he was five years old he was sold into slavery. He grew up experiencing some of the worst abuse modern times could think of, but back then, this sort of thing was quite normal and a part of life. In fact the better a slave you were, the better your life expectancy was, the less you were punished and the nicer you were treated by your owner.
Dakhan did everything right. He became so loved by his owner, he was freed with some money to start up his own business. This was how he became a male prostitute and a pimp with his own house of sex workers. This was also how he became a vampire. One of his clients was a lovely and dominating woman who liked things rough. One time she bit him during a night of pleasure and accidentally drained him. Then she gave him some of her own blood to change him as it was either that or let him die. Dakhan wasn't particularly happy with the situation, but he was a quick study and rapidly learned everything he needed to know from his mistress.
Since then most of his life has been spent living and ostensibly dying, only to move to another country and start all over again. Now and again he would become tired of this gypsy life and entombed himself for a while.
Now he is in New York and has contacted an old friend, Mrs. Wittershall, to ask a favor. He would like to start a new 'life' in the Big Apple.