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Feron Fatemist

An Italian vampire warlock-necromancer with a taste for blood and fine wine.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

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A faction of vampyric creatures who reign over the Cursed Wood. "Expect from thy blood no more than thy blood expects from thee."

Description


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Feron Fatemist
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Art by elfkin@Deviantart.com

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Personal Information
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Full Name
Feron Fatemist

Description

Age:
115

Gender:
Male

Race/Main:
Elf

Race/Sub:
Vampire

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames

Sexual Orientation:
Hetero

Birthplace:
Italy
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Date of Birth:
1898

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
Several black tattoos up his arms

Height:
6'1"

Weight
250 lbs

Physical Condition:
Average, but has incredible strength

Current Residence
Castle Vankoryth

Former Residence

Family/Relatives:
None

Friends/Comrades:
None currently

Enemies
Vampire hunters
Werewolves

Rivals

Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
Vankoryth Detente

Former Affiliations:

Disabilities:
Harmed by sunlight
Deathly allergy to garlic

Likes:
Chess, good wine, and literature

Dislikes:
Vampire hunters, werewolves, and priests

Alignment:
Neutral Evil





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Equipment
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:Attire:
(see picture above)

:Protection:
His superhuman reflexes and regeneration powers

:Weapon(s):
Twin daggers

:Accessories/Misc:
A pack of cigars




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|Abilities|Traits|Racial|
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Abilities

Drain
The victim's strength and life force are drained from them and into Feron, causing them to become fatigued.

Raise Dead
A spirit from beyond is wrenched from its eternal rest and bound to the will of the caster.

Shadow Bolt
Darkness dances across the caster's hands before being launched at the target.

Frost Bolt
A blast of frigid air and ice conjured by the caster.

Death's Touch
Those that fall by Feron's blades soon rise again as flesh-eating ghouls. These ghouls will continue to spread their infectious plague until slain.

Traits

Frost Resistance

Shadow Resistance

Weakness to Fire

Weakness to Light

Superhuman Speed

Superhuman Strength

Heightened Senses

Racial

Disperse
If felt significantly threatened, Feron will transform into a cloud of mist or flock of bats that quickly scatter id dissipate.

Hypnosis
By gazing into his eyes, lesser creatures succumb to a hypnotic trance. The vampire may be able to manipulate the target as they wish.

Flight
Through pure will, Feron can levitate and defy gravity.


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So begins...

Feron Fatemist's Story

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The door of the infamous opened to reveal an ominous man clad in dark robes. His skin was pale white, like death. Coal black hair cascaded down his shoulders and back as eyes, black as night, scanned the bar. Cold blue lips pursed in disgust and revilement at the setting before him. There were several pieces of parchment gripped in his white hand between long black nails.

"Alright, Feron." he thought to himself. "Just post the edict and get out. After the task is completed, you may return to the tavern and sip on a tall glass of blood wine."

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The sinister man strode further into the room, keeping to the shadows, before walking up to a billboard. He took one of the posters in his hands and tacked it to the board. It was written on old parchment with aristocratic script. Across the bottom page was a large signature of someone that appeared fairly important.

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Feron approached the center of the room, holding up one of the posters. The man lifted a clawed fist and cleared his throat. His hypnotic gaze glanced around the room before he opened his mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention..." he spoke in a dignified voice that rolled with a light Italian accent.

"Let it be known, to all that concern themselves with the goings on of Wing City and surrounding districts, that VANKORYTH DÉTENTE will henceforth be enforcing a strict policy of control over all VAMPYREKIND. No vampyre is to be seen in or around the territory without bidding their full allegiance and commitment to the DÉTENTE by way of deed and action.

FAILURE TO COMPLY will result in DEATH, enforced IMMEDIATELY and with the due judication granted by this decree.

FURTHERMORE, a semi-negotiable reward of 10,000 standard will be granted for the delivery of each LIVE VAMPYRE to the gates of the CASTLE VANKORYTH.

CLEMENCY is offered to the former enemies of the DÉTENTE should they wish to align themselves towards this effort, but NONE shall be granted to those who work against it."

He paused for a moment, allowing the information to sink in.

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"Let it be known..." he continued. "No non-vampyric creature is to be intentionally harmed as a result of the enforcing of The Blood Edict.

INTENDED ACTS of VIOLENCE against HUMANITY are considered CRIMES and are NOT JUSTIFIED by The Blood Edict. The committer of said crimes shall be PUNISHED to suit the offense.

ALL OFFENDERS of The Humanity Clause, who inflict violence against non-vampyric creatures in the name of the Blood Edict, shall be named ENEMIES of the VANKORYTH DETENTE."

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"Let it be known..." he continued. "The area previously known as Devils Nook shall be known from this moment forth as Verinotte Hollow, a designated village of peace located within the Forbidden Thick.

Verinotte Hollow, upon it's completion, will serve as a place of peace and harmony for all of Vampyrkind. This being stated, any and every vampire wanting to seek refuge, solace, and home in Verinotte Hollow is permitted to do so.

Let it be known... All humans and non-creatures-of-the-night who trespass into Verinotte Hollow will submit their lives to the whims of Verinotte Hollow's inhabitants, and the VANKORYTH DETENTE." He made another pause.

"... So it was written." Feron Fatemist finished before pointing a clawed finger at the poster on the billboard. Ignoring the crude comments directed at him, the Detente messenger made his way to the door. His task was completed. Now to get out of this cesspit!

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The door of the infamous opened to reveal an ominous man clad in dark robes. His skin was pale white, like death. Coal black hair cascaded down his shoulders and back as eyes, black as night, scanned the bar. Cold blue lips pursed in disgust and revilement at the setting before him. There was an envelope marked by a red seal in his hand, gripped between two long black nails.

His dark eyes narrowed on Alek Constantine, and his lips peeled back in a wicked smile.

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The robed man took a step forward and dissipated into a cloud of vaporous fog. His phantasmal form glided across the floorboards, still possessing a vague humanoid shape. Ghostly tendrils cascaded from the ethereal vampire. In this shape, his sinister fangs were clear as day as they protruded from his maw.

Then, just as swiftly as he changed, the vampire reverted to his physical form as he reached the counter. He sat on a stool with one leg folded over the other. Feron stretched out the hand holding the envelope and gestured for Alek to take it. His other hand delved into his robe and emerged with a cigar. With a clawed finger he broke off the tip before igniting it on a nearby candle. He stuck the cigar in his mouth and grinned at the fledgling.

"Ciao..." he said in a dignified voice that bore a slight Italian accent. "My name is Feron Fatemist. I represent the Vankoryth Detente."

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"It is an invitation... Of sorts." Feron chuckled as he produced another cigar. He slid it over to Alek. "Would you like one, Signore? They're Cuban..." The Italian vampire took another puff of his cigar and gestured again for the man to read the envelope.

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"You are a vampyr now, a Child of the Night, are you not?" Feron smiled. "It could mean nothing, and everything, depending on how you hold yourself in the night." he then pointed at the bottom part of the page where it described Verinotte Hollow. "If you desire, I can give you a tour. You are a creature of the Night now, fledgling. You are welcomed there." Feron then widened his eyes as the woman walked in. "Signora! Please, sit! I was just approaching this fledgling regarding our haven..."

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"Very well then..." he said calmly as he checked the time. "Oh my... I must be off. It was good to meet you sir. Please consider our invitation." he grinned wickedly before vanishing in a cloud of mist.

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The door of the infamous opened to reveal an ominous man clad in dark robes. His skin was pale white, like death. Coal black hair cascaded down his shoulders and back as eyes, black as night, scanned the bar. Cold blue lips pursed in disgust and revilement at the setting before him. There was an envelope marked by a red seal in his hand, gripped between two long black nails.

His dark eyes narrowed on Bartol Zigmund, and his lips peeled back in a wicked smile.

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Feron had folded his arms in disappointment. His sources had said there was a vampire here, but he had apparently arrived too late. The Italian vampire was about to head back to the Tauvyr for a good blood wine when his sensitive ears caught the benedictine voice lurking behind him.

Halfway through Alastar's speech, Feron pivoted on his heel to face the man. He snarled at the priest with fangs and claws bared. The robed man took a step forward and dissipated into a cloud of vaporous fog. His phantasmal form glided across the floorboards, still possessing a vague humanoid shape. Ghostly tendrils cascaded from the ethereal vampire. In this shape, his sinister fangs were clear as day as they protruded from his maw.

The spectral form of the vampire dissipated around the firearm's blast and swiftly rematerialized.

"I am not here to feed upon your precious flock, priest!" Feron snarled. "I am here under lawful jurisdiction in regards of enforcing the Blood Edict! Allow me to leave and no blood will be spilled in this conflict. Maintain your aggression, however, and I will defend myself!"

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Feron, still in his spectral form, snickered as the blow fazed through him. When the cursed book was revealed, however, the vampire shrank back in fear and hissed. His form shimmered and as he shrieked in pain.

"Would you still strike down a creature that does not fight back?" he hissed.

When the other hunter appeared, Feron took the brief opportunity to flee into the rafters. High above the two, he materialized into a corporeal form. He cloaked himself in the shadows and glared angrily at Alastar. The vampire's form was barely discernible to the naked eye, but there nonetheless.

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Feron continued to watch from above, intrigued. He was fascinated not only because the hunter was defending, but also because the vampire recognized the subtle similarities between the man and others in his social circle.

"Ahh..." he thought to himself, sneering. "A Hellsing. I will need to inform Signore Bistreo"

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Feron hissed as the priest fired at him. He quickly transformed into his spectral form of fog and vapor, allowing the pellets to faze through him. With a burst of speed, the vampire shot through a nearby wall and into the night.

He was curious, but he was not stupid.

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An ominous man clad in dark robes emerged from the gate of Verinotte Hollow. His skin was pale white, like death. Coal black hair cascaded down his shoulders and back as eyes, black as night, scanned the Cursed Woods. There was a large picket sign gripped in his white hand between long black nails.

He placed the sign upon the gate and retrieved four iron nails from his pocket. The pale vampire thrust the nails through the wood and into the gate with a strong push of his palm. Intricate yet clearly legible script was written in bright crimson paint across the sign.

BEWARE ALL YE WHO ENTER HERE
THIS LAND IS KEPT
BY THE DAMNED AND MYTHICAL
BEWARE, MAN, FOR YOU ARE WARNED
BEWARE, HUNTERS, FOR YOU ARE OPPOSED

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The door of the infamous opened to reveal an ominous man clad in dark robes. His skin was pale white, like death. Coal black hair cascaded down his shoulders and back as eyes, black as night, scanned the bar. Cold blue lips pursed in disgust and revilement at the setting before him. There was an envelope marked by a red seal in his hand, gripped between two long black nails.

His dark eyes narrowed on Quinn Redfern, and his lips peeled back in a wicked grin.

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The dark robed man slowly yet deliberately approached the vampire. His feet seemed to glide across the ground as he walked. Feron eyed the dog and Samantha, but gave them little heed. He held the envelope out to Quinn and gestured for him to take it.

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When Quinn took the envelope, the robed man bowed low with his hand extended. "Ciao..." he said with a moderate Italian accent. "My name is Feron Fatemist, and I represent the Vankoryth Detente. This is an invitation for you to tour a small township we have built in the Cursed Wood - a sanctuary free of those who would hunt creatures... like ourselves." Feron smiled.

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A single note magically appeared and landed on the center table. It read...


"Meet me in the Room of York"



...the note was signed by Zosimos, and was intentionally addressed to all.

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The Forces Vankoryth poured in through the front doors as Descorp evacuated the planet completely. With what technology was left, the whole entire structure was seized by it's occupants.

"Setcher p'sitions!" Ulrich's harsh voice climbed the walls. From his pocket he pulled a piece of technology. Quickly, he found the single red button that would detonate the emergency message.

"Make sure them royals'r safe," He commented to a soldier at his side. Silently, Ulrich thumbed the button. The message was sent out. He turned for the stairs, barking.

"Detahnt!" Ulrich shouted, "Bad news n'such!" Soldiers hustled around.

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"Things have certainly changed, and like always this planet is going to shit," Zosimos indulged in the blood powder, too much to taste any good. Daemala's mouth dropped open at his words. He waved a hand and forgave her manners. It was true. There were too many military presences for anyone to be entirely relevant. Stocks were down, though war seemed to be up. Ridgecrest City was aflame, and Casren was nowhere to be found.

Which left Daemala in charge, which was certainly no good for their coffers. Ulrich Paternosta and Riesel Dracul slipped in with a child, who was upon closer inspection not a child at all. Zosimos sniffed the air. Who was that? That smell was familiar...

"We are hosting a ball," Daemala said firmly, glaring a hole into Zosimos, who pretended not to notice. She pulled a bundle of millennial pink envelopes from a fold in her dress and threw them on the table. There was enough for everyone in the Detente, and the pile seemed to grow by the second.

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Akio was sitting at the table, with his feet raised. If one were to ask why he was sitting there, he might say "Because it seemed fun" or "Because it looked interesting". Of course, whether it was the truth or not was all dependent. After all, Akio had a habit of being cryptic. His own name was technically an alias, but he never used his original name anymore so it became his official name. The vampire who appeared as a ten year old was typically hard to read, because sometimes he would act childish, and other times he would formulate advanced plans and stratagies.

He was a bit all over the place.

As he took one of the pink letters, he grumbled a little. "Pink? I mean, I know black would be cliché and all, so would red, but what about green? Or teal? Or purple with orange pokadots? Now that would be fun! Hehe".

Akio randomly mentioned some things as he held up the envelop. He considered the possibility of just changing the color himself with an otherwise useless color changing spell he picked up, but that might seem poor in taste.

Akio was completely disinterested in the wars, or the planet, so he did not bring them up. As someone who lost his home village, was kidnapped and turned into a vampire, and then lost the next place he had stayed at, Akio was not particularly attached to one place anymore. Although he did prefer places such as where he was now would remain, Akio could easily get over such a loss. However, one did not need to worry much about him, because he rather enjoyed the company.

Even if he was an oddball.

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#, as written by TheHaze
A crunching sound came from the back of the room. It went on and off, pausing for a few seconds at a time and then resuming. Each time there was silence, a sense of hope was felt in the air, only to turn to annoyance when the sound came back. This went on for a new minutes, until a small sigh led to a pause.

“Really, Derry? Now, of all times?”

A handful of finger bones were put back in their pouch. The fellow eating them clacked his teeth to get the splinters out, looking faintly apologetic. The tone of his voice implied that he had explained the reason for his actions multiple times in short period of time, however, and that he was beginning to do it on reflex.

“Ate all the soft bits on the way over, boss. Got no time as of late for digging, seeing to your travels.”

A nod of acknowledgement. Without the sleeplessness of the ghoul, there likely would have been a lot more sun-related difficulties. How he managed to set up multiple train-rides to be night-only, he’d never really know. Getting the coffin booked as carry-on was something he’d hold over him for years. Still, a retort was required.

“Could you not have some of this lovely blood? I know you prefer it...brown, but it’s quite good, I can assure you.”

“Got my own drink, boss. Figure now you should focus on the...what is this, some type of meeting?”

Now it was his turn to look exasperated. The vampire watched his friend produce a musty bottle of something that smelled like ash, rubbing his temples.

“The Detente, Derry. I’ve explained this multiple times. You were the one who urged me to do this, godammit.”

“Boss, you’re getting a touch of rigour being cooped up in that crypt. If anything, this is getting you a free lunch. One that ain’t on me.”

“You know damn well why I’m in that crypt, you colossal ass.”

“Yeah. And now where are you now?”

“...Not in the crypt.”

There was the sound of very smug ghoul patting a very annoyed vampire on the shoulder, followed by the familiar sound of chewed bone.

“Eat yer blood, boss. Have some fun.”

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Manik Chakor set a large golden envelope down on the table. Inside were a selection of smaller golden envelopes. He withdrew about a third of these and whisked away