Name: Draven Kaige Warwick

Species: Vampire

Class: Rogue

Occupation: Viscount of Ironhold

Gender: Male

Age: 407

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 196 lbs.

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Green

Attire: Suits of leisure befitting his stature

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Demeanor: Charming, witty, cunning, intelligent, cool socialite and aristocrat...at least this is how he puts himself off while around large quantities of people. Within the privacy of his own home or within his element, he is a completely different creature. Dark and mysterious and completely animalistic.

 

Skills & Abilities: Extraordinary strength, speed, agility, endurance, resistance; Quick regeneration; Enhanced senses; Hypnosis; Telepathy; Telekinetic ; Dreamwalking; Power of suggestion; Shapeshifting {Nocturnal animals, not mist nor anything intangible}.

Weaknesses: Sunlight {Only if he hasn't fed fully the night before}, Silver {Highly allergic}

Weaponry: None. He is all the weapons he needs.

Magical items: The Orb of Fertility, which allows his kind to produce children with mortal women.

Family: The late King and Prince of Ironhold, though it is unknown to anyone but himself now.

Gods/Religion: None. He believes in nothing anymore.

Character Premise: He received an invitation for the Coenred Charity Ball to raise funding for The Young Women of Cordaire Association.

 

History: Draven and his family have ruled over Ironhold, in the outer lands, for the better part of a eight centuries. His grandfather was originally the founder and King of Ironhold, having made his own son the Prince and his grandson the Duke. When Draven's grandfather was killed, his father took over as King...making Draven the Prince. Eventually, Draven's father was killed as well. As the centuries passed, in order to avoid suspicion Draven demoted himself down the line of nobility, hiring humans to seemingly rule in his place. At least they aged and died off naturally and if they did not do as he commanded, he took care of the issue himself. Every forty years or so, Draven would stage his own death and disappear for a few years before coming back to take a lower rank within the nobility of his grandfather's kingdom. Thus far, it has been working like a charm.

 

Draven has been rumored to be a rogue and scoundrel, however he has quite the prowess with the ladies. Rumors were simply rumors after all and there had never been any truth found in them, save for one...when Draven set his sights on a woman...she eventually disappeared, never to be seen or heard from again.

 

UPDATE: Draven's abrupt departure to Ironhold did not sever his need to be with his child. If it were a son, it needed to be groomed and molded and able to assume his command as the Prince and next heir in line to the throne of Ironhold. If it were a girl, she needed to be disciplined and taught etiquette and all things befitting a young woman of noble birth. After righting the wrongs of his country with the current King, and helping his people to replace their faith in the law of the land...he found himself wondering once again, four years later...to the unknown lands.