Post by Alurane Shadowmorne on Apr 25, 2011 19:00:36 GMT -5
Playby:Alexander Scasgard
Name:Eric Northman
Age: 1070, but appear around 30
Sexual Orientation: That is for me to know and you to stay in the dark about.
Species: True Vampire
Physical Description: I stand at an athletic six foot tall and I am well muscled. I got this way not from modern athletics, but from being a warrior and killer. I have blonde hair that makes me look like a hunk that most women would die for. I have it cut short now for ease.
Attitude: I have a strong ability to understand human nature. With that I am able to predict most human's reactions. I learn others people's weaknesses quickly and accurately. I use that to my advantage when the prerogative strikes me to use it. I am self centered and demanding. I like to be obeyed. If an order that I give isn't obeyed consequences follow. I'm not the type of person to stand the middle ground. I don't like people who are neutral. I'm slow to give my allegiance, but once you have it you have it until you do something to lose my loyalty. I have only two people whom I am attached to. My maker Godric and my progeny Pam.[/size]
Family/Pack or Coven: I'm a sheriff. I don't need a coven.
Father: Godric is my maker, but my human father is dead.
Mother: Dead
Siblings: Alexander Corinthian (Twin)
Abilities: I am a vampire. I can kill you on sight if you show any disregard. I am superior in speed, strength and my bites make my victims weak in the knees. Blood fuels me, but of course I have my weaknesses, unfortunately based after most classical lore. My age, however, only fuels my strength. I am a strategist, and how can you not resist my charms
History:
I was born over 1070 years ago to a King. Few people know that I had an identical twin named Alexander. We were both wild and untamed. Alexander took a family before I did. My first experience with vampires was when our father was killed by werewolves and a vampire took his crown and left. Our mother and sister were killed as well. We became the rulers of our people and we fought in many battles. Our village fell victim to a terrible illness that killed many of our people. It left us vulnerable to attack. My brother and I did our best to keep everyone alive by separating the sick from the healthy. But then the rains came. The walls washed away and we rebuilt them, only to have them wash away again. Then my brother and his baby became ill, his heir died. The village was in a shambles and that was like an open invitation to raiders to attack our village. And it wasn't long before my worst fears came true.
One night as I was walking through the village with my beloved, an arrow was shot into her heart, killing her instantly. Raiders stormed the village. I and the other men, except my brother, ran into the night to attack the raider with our swords. I fought all night, killing many and watching many of my men die. I did not know someone was watching me. I was wounded in that battle but we killed all the raiders. As we were making our way back to the village, I knew I was going to die once I was able to assess my wounds. My men would not leave me. I needed to rest so we stopped. They built a fire and prepared me for my trip to the afterlife.
They kept watch diligently but it did them no good. One of my men heard something and before he could react to investigate he was dead. One by one my men were killed by an unseen force. It turned out they were killed what looked like a young man who was actually a 1000 year old vampire who introduced himself as ‘Death’. He looked no older than a 15 year old boy. I would find out later that he was 15 when he was turned.. His name was Godric and he had been watching me on the battlefield. He was quite impressed with my actions as a warrior and thought me to be beautiful. He wanted me to be his companion. So he offered to give me immortal life as a vampire and of course I chose to live. Godric immediately turned me into a vampire else I would have died. As Godric’s progeny, I stayed with him.
I insisted that we go back to the village and find my brother. We went there and found the village in complete ruins. We found my brother’s wife, and mine, both dead but we did not find my brothers body. Godric said something about a god taking him but I was too distraught to listen to such matter. I did not know that he meant that my brother might still be alive. I fell into a depression and was unable to do much but follow my maker, my brother, my father and my son, wherever he went. I grew to love him as such. That is until 1945 when we parted ways over a disagreement. 139 years ago I met a woman who intrigued me an decided to make her my progeny. She stays with me now and even though she can take care of herself, we have not parted ways, nor do we plan to.
Because of my age, cunning and ruthlessness, I has been given the position of Sheriff of Area 5. I run a vampire club called Fangtasia with my progeny Pam. Fangtasia is a popular vampire bar in Shreveport, Louisiana owned by Eric , and in-part by Pam and Chow. It serves as a hangout for vampires and "Fangbangers".
Not too long ago, Tara Thornton came into the club. I was bored so I thought I would spend some time with her. She was healthy and strong, smelled fantastic and didn't do drugs so she was an ideal food source. Not to mention she was great in bed. Then I discovered this human had attitude. Nothing frightened her, at least not on the outside. She was strong and confident and she is much like me in that she doesn’t take shit from anyone. I really liked that about her. She intrigued me, fed me and kept me entertained. So I decided she was mine. She belongs to me now. I wouldn’t call it love, perhaps genuine fondness. But I know this, if another vampire puts his hands on her, I’ll kill them. If anyone one does for that matter. So I told her she was mine and she agreed. There are some perks to being vampire’s human. The security of knowing no one will fuck with you and if anyone does, your vampire will be there, fangs bared. I don’t like that she lives in Bon Temps but it’s not really that far away. I think I will eventually get my way and bring her to stay with me in Shreveport but for now, I will let her think she is getting her way.
I found out that one evening she kissed my brother. Not just my brother, my twin. Should I have been pissed? Was I justified with my reaction? I believe so. I reacted smartly, and one could only deal with her abrasiveness for so long. Combine that with seeing the action take place... If I hadn't kept my senses in check, I think I might have eaten her alive, but of course, I thought that she'd been dead.
My twin had died on me. I didn't know how to handle it, but I put up with it as best as I could. I could hide behind my snarky ness, and my usual demeanor. It hurt me inside, and it felt like I has lost half of my soul, but I made sure to hide it. Only Pam and Godric knew of the pain that I feel.
RP Sample:
Eric Northman was tall and in a bad mood. He didn't want to put up with the nosy humans of the night and he didn't want to have to deal with the begging that came from them. He was tired of them and tired of all of the lies. He just wanted to be himself and be with his twin. His heart ached from the loss of his twin, but he tried to hide it. The only person that saw anything was Pam.
He sat on his throne and he looked out at the club and watched the leather clad people gyrate on the floor and look for a vampire to bite them. He didn't feel like looking for someone to feed off of. If he wanted blood he would take it later from one of the stragglers. He glanced at Pam as she was working the door and he smirked at her. He thought he saw a tasty treat around her and he rethought his earlier lack of wanting to seduce someone.
Species Code:Find it here.Fangtasia
Rules Code:Find it here.[/size]Feied Chicken
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