Has anyone ever told you you've got the most beautiful eyes? I really do mean it. D'you like fast cars?                 -- Adam Ant "Playboy"

~  Before we go any further, allow me to introduce myself. my name is Zurvan. Zurvan Avarello and I am in fact a vampire. I was brought into this state of existence in the year of our lord 1796. I had just graduated from the University of Arts in the mainland and was ready to depart on my first trip to Europe. I was very excited about the whole thing until I arrived. Why did I come here I remember asking myself constantly.~

~It was nothing as I had expected. It was cold and wet. The locals I had noticed were not at all friendly to those who were strangers to their land, but I managed to make the best of it, so I thought. One evening as I strolled through one of the many magnificent art galleries in town I was suddenly approched  by a young man. He was rather charming in his own way as he made small talk. I beleive his name was Gregory. After our chat and  formalities where over and done with he handed me an envelope. It was  an invitation to the Art gala that was being held that very night. I had heard much of this event and knew if I were to go I might get my chance to meet the right people and perhaps become a famous artist, and as I turned to thank Gregory he had gone in the same fashion as he came, unnoticed.     I recall my cab pulling up infront of the Museum that fateful nite. For the very first time I felt I was in the right place at the right time as I watched the crowd once inside. The scent of money was in the air and I loved it! As I made my way further into the Musuem I was not surprised to come across Gregory. By the way he was dressed I asumed he was someone important or at least worked for someone as such. He was speaking with a guest as he motioned for me to come toward them and I did. As I was introduced to this man I noticed  the smoothness of his skin so white and yet so  perfect. His face was radiant, it was nothing like I had seen before. He with no doubt was a mysterious one and with a face even Michaelangelo himself would have gone mad trying to capture it's beauty. His tone was cool and collected, very well mannerd to say the least. I was impressed and happy to have met him. Perhaps my visit to Europe was finally going to pay off I thought. He invited me to his Estate for an after party once the gala was over with and I accepted. Little did I know there were other plans for me. But that is another story.~    Now if you may, do take a moment to compose thyself. I see you seem disturbed by the notion of me being a vampire. Truth be told ,my kind does not speak about itself to your kind, not now and for the most part not ever. So you see my precious, there is no way I can let you walk out of this alive. You may walk out dead thou. The choice is yours.......Am I going to make you live forever?~

~Character Sheet~

~Newly embraced?? I have here a site that might help you understand what we really are.~

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