Appearance:
Name: Aonghas Brady
Age: Twenty-two, is probably around three-hundred and eleven years old
Gender: Male
Sexual preference: Straight, unless someone can change his mind.
Race: Vampire
Personality: Very confused, slightly grouchy, tends to take doze off, intrigued by the weirdest things.
Skills/Abilities: Can control spirder ans small rodents, and is abnormaly strong.
Bio: Aonghas in his youth was a brilliant fighter. He had a family of his own by his age and a good job as a solider for an Irish military sect. It was on the battle field that Aonghas was found by a vampire, who was looking for quick easy meals from those that would not be missed. The then human man was crawling towards home though, had been mortally wounded and left for dead. Even though he was close to death all he could think about was his family. The vampire was intrigued by him; she watched and even talked to Aonghas for many hours as he crawled along. He just thinking he was hallucinating or rather speaking to an angel or perhaps even the devil talked back. Impressed by his willingness to do anything to get back to his family the female passed on to him the dark gift to keep him ‘alive’ to see them once more.
Once receiving the “gift” of life the vampire left Aonghas to fend for himself. When he awoke to the sun burning his skin. So he took to walking in shadows but even found that unbarable. Soon he hid in the day and walked out at night. Still with all that, it took less than a week before he was back with his family. Once there he felt hungry but none of the food they put in front of him would stay down or fill him up. It wasn’t to one night when his wife and him were trying to have relations did he find himself biting on her neck and sucking her blood. She passed out before it was all said and done but she did not die. No even as a young vampire feeding off his wife he stopped himself before he took too much. Thinking him self to be a demon, Aongah fled his home. But honor mixed with guilt made him look after his family and send them all he could. They wanted for nothing and soon he found that he wasn’t growing any older. And one day ran into one of his sons that was a full grown man in a dark street. Fleeing again incase the son had recognized him.
The vampire moved from place to place and soon found others like himself. They seemed rather comfortable in there vampire skins that Aonghas never could. He traveled with a group and met up with the one that created a home for vampires. Inticed by the notion of having a home, Aonghas gave it a try. But even there he never felt right. He wondered about his own decedents and kept a good record and hired many of men to keep an eye on his now numerous relations. Well that is until his slumber.
To get him to tell why he took his 135 year nap might be an act of god or goddess. Now newly woken Aonghas can only stand and wonder about this new world he is now in.
Other: Hair is Dusty Blond and eyes are hazel.
Current Master/Slave(s): none.
