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Here you will learn about Erik, my most loved character. His desc continually changes, therefore I suggest that if you RP with him frequently, that you check back here periodically.
Name: Erik
Age: Unknown to all but himself. (it's safe to say he's been alive..or dead... for quite a few milleniums)
Race: Vampire
Eyes: Dark brown, quite often mistaken as black.
Hair: Brown, quite long.
Height: 6'4"
Weight: Somewhere around 150 lbs. (He's quite the thin one)
Description: He is always seen wearing black. Black pants hand loosely, and a black shirt fits tightly over his torso. Over the shirt there is a long black vest, and covering it all there is a floor length black cape. Occasionally he is seen carrying a blood red rose, or wearing it on his cape, but no other colors. Like most creatures of his race, his skin is chalky-white and his lips are blood red....stained with the blood of thousands. As I have stated before, Erik is quite thin, but his clothes tend to hide this. Upon his face he wears a mask. It is white, just slightly lighter than his skin. It only covers the top half of his face, but it is enough. No one knows the reason for him wearing the mask, but it must be quite serious, for he never takes it off in the presence of others. It adds yet another strange trait to his already long list of oddities.
Erik is an evil creature through and through. His mere touch causes chills in most creatures. His gaze will trap you if you are not careful. Once you are under his spell you are at his mercy. (A trait which he severly lacks) He cares not what he kills or how he does it. Young, old, strong, weak, rich, or poor, he has no preference. For this his kind is hated.
He has only one pleasure apart from killing...opera. Strange though it may seem, he is quite obsessed with singing. Those who have had the privilege of hearing him sing have dubbed him the Angel of Music. He, himself, is a tenor. For many years he has trained his voice and apart from singing opera, he is an master ventriloquist. He can make his voice, loud or soft, sound from anywhere. He can mimick anything, horse, lion, tiger, and any person. He is quite the artist. He entertains himself by finding new things to mimick.
He was once a warrior. He fought with anything he could get his hands on, and he stayed with them until he had gained some mastery over them. His favorite, and by far the one he is best with, is the punjab lasso. It is simply a length of rope with a noose at the end. It is quite a deadly weapon when used properly. It is meant to be thrown or tossed around the head of a victim. The motion of throwing and then pulling it tight are done so quickly that the victim has no time to place his hands at his throat in protection. The victim is then choked to death, or, if thrown from the right angle and with the right amount of force, the victim's neck is snapped. It is quite a deadly weapon. It makes only a soft swishing sound as it is thrown, and it is not hard to carry. As such, it is Erik's weapon of choice.
I said that he was once a warrior...and for a reason. He rarely picks a fight now, he prefers to stalk his prey and surprise it. (He can still use the Punjab lasso for this) Erik quite enjoys the hunt, and the act of stalking up on his prey, but he avoids head to head combat. It annoys him and he finds it utterly useless. Long ago he refused to fight head to head, and he still holds to this oath.
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