Elias Heartless

Elias was born in the mid 1300's . Around his 23rd birthday he was out drinking with a few friends. He was going to be married. His betrothed was a rich woman, absolutely beautiful. Though she had a secret. He was stumbling out of the tavern, drunk and stupid. And there she was, a vision of beauty like he had never seen. She was waiting near the tavern entrance for him. His betrothed stood in practically nothing, an eerie voice calling him to her. Though any sober man would have run for his life, he came to her as if under her spell. That was when all hell broke loose. Her fangs extended as he moved into her arms and she pressed herself to him. Her jaw opened wide as he exposed his neck to her and she bit into it. She was a vampire, she always had been. It never occured to him that she met him at night most of the time. Or at dusk when the sun was just about set. She drained him and offered him the choice between eternal life and sudden death. Desperate at such a young age, he chose to live by her side. She wasn't a cruel sire. In fact she had taken very good care of him. She loved him, didn't want him to grow old and decay at her side while she remained young. It was rather romantic actually. Once he had gotten used to his abilities and gifts, they moved to america. Around world war 1. Of course this was because vampire hunters were becoming more and more common. So in order to keep his love safe, they moved to the states. Unfortunately the hunters had been sprining up all around this country as well. Living on an old cemetary, working as night care takers for it, just enough to get by while they managed to save up their belongings from the past few hundred years. A hunter had caught wind of them. Elias came home one night only to find a strange man with unbelievable power and a few lackies holding his wife down. They cornered him as well and threw him in the corner with his beloved. The males toyed with them for days. Depriving them of feeding, torturing them and degrading them like they were children of hell in a christian territory. A great misunderstanding. They are only a mutation of normal life and nothing more. Nothing satanic about them. Nothing purely evil. Just... different. The men finally came in one night and fixed a silver chain around her neck which made her flesh sizzle. Leaving them there for another two days. They were both weak, needed to feed and his wife was ill due to the silver that was locked around her throat. Finally she decided to sacrifice herself. She was twice Elias's age, if he fed from her his power couldn't be matched. Though he would have to drain her completely. But it would ensure that their name would live on. She loved him too much to let him die with her. So feed he did, though extremely reluctant. Let's just say the men didn't last long after that. He's been hunted many times since then but none have taken him down, though they do seem to keep getting stronger. (( I'll add more later. ))

Igorant people. Those who can't understand the difference between rp and real life. Assholes.  One liners, people who can't describe actions. Etc.