Email address: giftredfern@yahoo.com

Birthday: 4th April

Character name: Jayden Sadi

Character Age: Very old

Race: Made-vampire shapeshifter

Abilities: poisons, seducing, hands

Background: Jayden was born back when the dragons ruled, running among his ancestors, killing, digging, mucking things up. When the witches slept the dragons, he disappeared into the shadows, never found and never looked for.
    He lived that way until the new species, vampires, came about. He started wondering around then, thinking about the possibilities of being a vampire himself. Along with his shapeshifter heritage, being a vampire would be a great asset to him.
    So he found a vampire, one who called himself an Original. Jayden didn’t particularly care about that title, he just wanted what the goat could give him. So they exchanged blood and Jayden got into a fight with some petty little vampire scum, allowing himself to be slain so he could rise again.
    Once a vampire, he was given the earring by his Original friend and then the goat disappeared. Jayden didn’t care. He moved around a bit, testing out his new powers. He found he could shift into another animal aside from his innate one. He amused himself with mind tricks on women and never lost a bet about anything.
    Then the Night World started arising and Jayden steered clear of it. He wanted nothing to do with something that could inhibit his powers and put restrictions on him. Instead, he started his own Clan. He allowed only men into it, those he felt worthy. He ruled the Clan himself, issuing orders and playing dictator. No one dared rise up against him because they feared that sleepy look in his eyes.
    Clan Sas has been underground since it began, which is why no one has really ever heard about it. Jayden had no wish to announce it publicly and have that meddling Night Council move in on his territory. He rules with an iron fist and an even harder tongue and doesn’t care to have his business interfered with.

Description: Jayden is tall and rather slim, but anyone who sees him knows better than to assume that that is a hindrance. His orangish-gold eyes shine in the darkest night, threatening to give the coldest person nightmares. He has pale skin and capable hands, long legs and the perfect face. The ring on his right ring finger is always viewable; it’s a thick gold band with a flat head and the sign of the Clan on the flat surface. The earring in his ear is lapis lazuli to keep him safe from daylight.