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Lucian Otvos

The Devil is an actor who plays far too well.

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

Description

Lucian,
a Romanian Vampire who despises his condition.


If fed:
Looking like a young man if not for a tired look in his crimson eyes as he is truly 556 years old.
Deep black hair that is tidily styled and cinnamon red eyes, skin alabaster pale.
He stands 6'5 head and shoulders, his figure is lean and looming.
He has a sharp face and pale bloodless lips that hold white teeth with fangs.
Lucian wears 'victorianesque' clothing,
he does not want to stand out very much so only wearing a black waistcoat and slacks. a couture suit, or something similar, is enough for him.

Image

If starved:
He appears strange and disfigured, much older he hardly looks human.
He walked with a limp and his face looks almost deflated.
and his hands are long and spindly with a gaunt body.

Personality

He acts strangely around most,
He is quiet often rather cold and offputting,
As Lucian rather dislikes people of the modern age.
But if he's around people he deems sophisticated or
looking for victims he has this gentlemanly charm and glibness.
Lucian's speech is rather eloquent and he enjoys good conversation.

He is graceful in his movements and etiquette,
and enjoys the finer things in life.

Equipment

He carries a golden pocket watch, the only relic he has of his favorite era.

History

There is little known about Lucian,
It has been rumored he was turned by Count Dracula himself,
having lived at one time in the Transylvanian court.

So begins...

Lucian Otvos's Story

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Lucian Otvos twisted the knob that would open a door to Gambits bar, upon stepping in he brought with the residual cold mist of that night. He had his long black hair pulled back, Nineteenth century style. He wore a rather dark and aged cravat and waistcoat, taking out a golden pocket watch on a chain he looked at the time with a scowl and a sigh though not truly as he did not draw any breath. He seemed harried by some thing as if it pulled him away from the room but he would pay the force no heed, there was some thing on his mind tonight. Taking a seat at the bar and flipping through the touch screen menu before ordering vintage red wine. The man looked Romanian though terribly pale and his eyes were a cinnamon color.

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Lucian Otvos looked over at Isiah "You play well, Reminds me of Louisiana a great time ago.." He had no southern draw that one speaking of Louisiana might but a rather european accent, with hints of hungarian. His air was jaded and cold though not threatening and mabye simply pained. He took from his waistcoat pocket a pack of cigarettes and lit one up then offering the package to Isiah "Fancy one? " Lucian could obviously smell another vampire who perhaps was not a mindless animal like most. His eyes were souless with dark purple bags of undeath around them.

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Lucian Otvos took the box back into his pocket and groaned under his breath "Whats with all the back woods folksy stuff..He never heard of classical?" He then looked over at the Sparklespire with an air of disgust, this was a bar not a rave and what was with the brightly colored hair? Lucian had his share of complaints for most of the other bloodsuckers in the bar though he did not seem to mind the human patrons.

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Lucian Otvos was easily missed by the napkin but dropped his skinny white cigarette stamping it out with his coal black shoe. Getting up to leave the bar looking disgusted by it's patrons, and rather annoyed the place was becoming a blood sucker hang out, he was not fond of his own kind. He found them all simply animals hiding behind a thin guise of civility. Upon stepping out the door his body became a fine mist to travel faster through the night.

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Lucian Otvos lit a skinny white cigarette, it had been a long time since he'd smoked, though he didn't much care anymore. It had no effect on him, the only calming sensation he received was the way it reminded him of her own life. His suit was tailored to fit him perfectly and looked like it would have cost an arm and a leg though without so much as removing his coat he set himself down on a damp rock near the waters edge. The man looked into the abyss with a caustic expression, he was wondering how far he was now, from home.

The setting changes from Hidden Cove to The Monastery

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Lucian Otvos strode into the crumbling place, with its looming deeply pigmented stain glass windows, and cold stone bricks practically oozing melancholy. He walked through the entry way, looking at wooden pews that were rotting away; he made a note to drag those away when he got a chance. He countenance was grave and his scarlet eyes glinting in the pale moonlight that streamed down on him through the cracks of the monasteries solid but damaged ceiling. His face was colorless as he sat on the steps leading up to what used to be the quarters of holy men, now reduced to the haunt of an old vampire. He struck a match and began lighting the red candles that lined the walls in their silver holders, it was a wonder the churches of old could afford such things, when they spoke of charity, the meek inheriting the earth, and so on.

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Lucian Otvos exuded a scent of old books, herbs, and spices with the nauseating scent of blood just under the surface. He bit his lips ever so slightly, they were pale and bloodless as his youthful skin, and he seemed deep in thought with a rather severe expression on his angular face, almost a scowl. He seemed to just be starting his day and had been outside only briefly for a stroll, or rather a hunt, having found a middle aged drunkard stumbling home on the pathway leading to the monastery, Lucian’s new abode, he had come upon the man rather quietly and so the victim succumbed easily to his bite, Lucian drank his fill and had rather laboriously taken pains to bury the body far away from his home. He was not exhausted by this though, he was simply angered at himself as he often was, and Lucian wasn’t exactly fond of killing and tried vehemently not to slaughter the innocent. He then felt a presence, another vampire, much younger than him presumably, and female. This bothered him immensely; he had long ago taken to disliking his own kind as much as he detested himself and humans. What did she want?

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Lucian Otvos arched an eyebrow, he could feel her hunger, his baritone voice was calm with a rough Romanian accent though his face held a glower. "Go or stay it is..Of little consequence to me, Though i'll have you know I do not give handouts." He looked almost as young as she, in the misty darkness, though his crimson eyes alone told the story of his age. He began to stride about the room, his black shoes making taps on the stone floor that echoed througout the archiac building. He had no quams with the girl, though he on principle, did not greet her in a friendly manner.

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Lucian Otvos seemed to be busy with something though absolutely lost in his own mind, he seemed to be a bit of a busybody as he quickened his pace and gathered some materials from a closet, going from the inside of the church and then out again. In the back of the monastary just outside the courtyard there was a great pile of wood, it was the crucifixes and other religeous paraphanilia torn from the walls, waiting to be burned. Being an extremely old vampire, bitten by The Count himself, he became somewhat weak looking at things such as crucifixes. He was renovating it seemed, he had many trunks sitting about the pews, and piles of books. Lucian was making a home for himself.

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Lucian Otvos took a moments repose from the hauling of relics to answer her inquiry though he did so with a glower on his unconventionally handsome face "Of what substance it is to you, I know not, I shall burn them." He looked pained even looking at the dilapitated crosses.

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Lucian Otvos looked a smidge bothered "That's what I said, is it not?" he spoke english quite well but his accent was still there and the intonation somewhat off so his W's sounded like V's and his vowels were harsher. He answered her briskly, not worried his location would be divulged to an unwanted source "Moving in, can you not see that plainly?"

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Lucian Otvos scowled and spoke again in his gruff manner "I'm always this rude, Are you always so dreadfully unrefined?" He gestured to the way she had been kneeling over. Lucian was jaded so one couldn't expect him to find the humor in many situations, besides, his ways were quite outdated, being somewhere between 500 and 600 years old. His sleek black hair was long, as it was worn in days gone by, he fingered one of the ebony tresses and considered cutting it, as it reminded him too much of his home country. His thoughts often departed from the matters at hand, though he broke from the daze of his idle thoughts and turned to her "Why would you want such things?" Now he was unsure for the first time in quite a while, was a vampire or a human?

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Lucian Otvos a nightengale warbled somewhere in a tree nearby save for that it was silent for a moment. Lucian did not look angered though he seemed to be pondering her and after a few moments he spoke "The young lady, how coarse her language is, what gutteral slang she doth use." His voice was still rather serene however it had a mocking tone to them. He smiled in a wary manner "Not..Right?..Ah I see, you must be religeous." He savored the last words and then glowered "Yet if you are a woman of god, you still are gods severed link." With that he turned and went back inside, ready to douse the pile in kerosene.

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Lucian Otvos seemed rather peturbed by her banter and ungainly manner of movement "You speak of things without having the vaugest sense of them." the wind blew and a chill stirred the air about him, he stood still "And now she asks my name, why ever should I give it..?" He asked nobody in particular "Otvos is the name, Lucian Otvos." His voice was low and uncaring.

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Lucian Otvos spoke slowly this time "The scarcity of time you speak of. As if you an immortal have ever known a shortage of time. " He didn't look back at her when she spoke of the painting, it must have been of angels or a saint for him to toss it out as he was a lover of art, he shrugged even though he found the gesture a bit garish "It is of no importance to me, take it away if you wish." The girl reminded him of a magpie, collecting up colorful objects for its nest. He sighed, he had smelled it too, and now he figured the lady would go bounding off like a wild animal, this almost made him chuckle, but he merely smirked half way.

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Lucian Otvos let out a low quiet laughter "Ah Miss Castel..." He shook his head and continued inside the monastery, one could hear marble scrapping against stone. Lucian was dragging his casket up the stairs, perhaps it was nearing dawn? "How quickly we forget any civility when the predator rears its head."

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Lucian Otvos knew her intentions and smirked "How disgusting, for a young lady to bury herself." He muttered as he pulled the white marble casket into a bedroom that used to belong to a clergyman of some sort no doubt. The bedroom had only one stained glass window which Lucian had covered with thick black velvet curtains that were tightly drawn. He spoke again his accent heavy as usual "If you must stay, there is an older wooden coffin, sitting in one of those piles." He gestured to the piles in between the moldering pews that he had a mind to clear out.

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Lucian Otvos crumpled over the body of a young gypsy woman,whom he had stolen from a somewhat nearby village, the girl appeared already dead and drained of her blood. Lucian and his few compatriots were most likely getting ready to dump the body. Though now they had all fallen, blood still trickling down from their mouths and staining their pasty, corpse-like skin. He seemed to be regaining his senses slowly and attempting movement, he then let out a low sound signifying rage. "Get out." He had a thick romanian accent that was rough with a slight growl to it, he might have been a first generation Vampire from Translyvania.

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Lucian Otvos the two female Vampires next to Lucian were also on the ground, though they looked much weaker than he. They both had skin as pale as bleached bone and eyes as red as the dawn. One was of Western European descent with short, straight, fair strawberry hair, the other seemed Italian or even Romanian like him, with deep ebony locks that fell to her waist, and an aquiline nose. Both of the women seemed aggressive and annoyed that their midnight stroll had taken such a turn, both of them hissed and showed their large pointed canines in unison. Lucian bared his fangs as well but had the dignity not to hiss; his fangs were somewhat larger than the girls. He was also dressed considerably better than the ladies, Lucian wore a rather expensive looking black suit, while the ladies wore long cotton dresses, in fact they quite looked like the dead gypsy lady, one had to wonder if he didn’t get his meals and his companions from Gypsy caravans.

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Lucian Otvos dodged easily, he was more than five hundred years old and had his experiences with hunters before. Although the Fair haired girl , who seemed a younger vampire, was hit square in the forehead. Of course this seemed to knock her out, it would have killed a human though for these manner of creatures one would need a stake or to chop off the head and fill it with garlic at least. Though, the younger vampires could probably be killed with any blessed weapons. The black haired Vampiress was pulled out of the way by Lucian as he moved, however he didn't seem to care when the red headed female fell, they were after all, simply hunting partners, as Lucian had no mind for love.