Luunira Coldwater's Bio and History. (Vampire Role play.)
400 BC
Time seamed to pass quickly. Over a thousand years had passed and nothing had changed. The young woman was traveling, she had been since her story began. She had all the riches that anyone could dream of, and she'd been dame near everywhere in the world and yet she couldn't find what she was looking for. See her story started on the birthday of her twenty sixth, that's the day she became one of the most deadly and feared monster's of all time. A vampire. Before hand she was just the average person living and average life. She use to be a blacksmith, she made armor and weapons for soldiers that were passing through the village, and sharpened tool and made tools for the village. She also owned a pub that was just across the way from the Blacksmith shop.
However on the eve that her life would change she met an older man. She always thought there was something different about him because he never drank any of the drinks he payed for, nor did he seam interested in any other woman other then herself. After closing up the bar she noticed that he was waiting for her outside. He said that he wanted to walk her home. Little did he know that it was just across the way, she lived atop the blacksmith shop that she owned. Once they had walked across to her house, something came over her and she felt compelled to invite the stranger into her home for a cup of tea. Once inside is when everything changed. He closed the door behind himself and then clenched his hand against her throat and pinned her to the wall with vast quickness that she'd lost her breath. Her first thought was to pull the knife on her hip out and stab him, but once her hand dropped to the hilt of the blade his was pinning her by the wrist to the wall. Her knife already disarmed and stuck in the wall across the room. She was close to blacking out when she felt a sharp pain on her collar. His teeth we pressed into her collar and from the pain, and the poison she blacked out.
She woke up the next morning in her bed, all alone. She felt sick to her stomach and remained that way for two weeks. The people of the town had begun to rumor about a illness or plague had fallen over her. Little did they know they were very right. Only this plague was not only that but a curse also. The worst kind of curse, and the pain that followed she would wish upon no enemy. Her body felt like it was on fire the last day of her life. She could feel her body becoming one with the curse of the vampire. Her stomach was in knots and her skin was so sensitive that she was completely nude and sitting in the corner of her house. Even leaning against the wall hurt her skin. The whites of her eyes bloodshot to the point where there was no longer white. Her pupils overtaking the color in her eyes then the pain of her heart racing until finally it just stopped. Her body cold and limp. She died alone, in the corner of a cold house in the winter, naked.
People found out about her death the next morning then the doctor came to check up on her. They buried her four miles from the village with out marking her grave so that they wouldn't risk another outbreak is someone were to dig her body up. She was '
dead' a week. Her eyes opened for the first time on a Sunday morning. It took her all morning to get herself free from the cloth that she was wrapped in, and all afternoon to dig her way up to the surface. By dusk she was crawling out of the ground and it was unfortunate for the traveler that had been passing by. He'd though she was abused and left for dead because he found her naked, and covered in mud and dirt on the side of the road. Once he was close enough to her, she jumped him with incredible force that it crushed his ribcage and one if his lungs. She drank from his body until she felt the warmth of his blood pumping through her body. She wasn't even sure what had come over herself, but it was to late. He was dead and she was alive again.. somehow. She used her former burial ground to dispose of the man's body. She took his cloths and his belongings.
Now that she was dressed like the man, and her face was covered by the night and the depths of her hood she made her way into her old town. She'd walked into her bar, it was under new management and when she dropped her hood everything stopped. Local's were watching her, all in shock that she'd risen from the dead. Because of the age that they were living in and the 'Myth' of vampires, they feared her and tried to kill her. Before the morning sun came up an entire village was slaughtered. Every man, woman and child was killed in cold blood. She'd never felt anything like this before, not only did she feel like a god for the vast amount of power she had but every blow that was given to her body healed once she'd drained a victim of life, this was also the day that her name
Elizabeth Smith was officially laid to rest. She then roamed village to village killing a few then moving to the next. Over time her hunger for blood became calmer and she needed to feed every day or two.
Now in the modernized world that we live in today her company is one of the most revered Historical artifact dig's known to man. Her company is employed all over the world by museums, and science researchers. She'd sold and donated great monuments of her lifetime, from suits of armor that was hand crafted by herself, to artifacts from Egypt. She was once in position of the Mona Lisa and other great paintings. Although her company is no longer run by her, the money she'd made off it and the artifacts that she sell's through a pen name keeps her overly plentiful. She's now a traveler searching for her crater, she has been looking for him for thousands of years and had just as many questions to ask, followed by the ultimate question. Why he turned her but never stuck around? She knows nothing about him other then the infamy that proceeds a dark figure of night that goes by the name Malicious.
Vampire's are not what people think they are. They do not fear the sun, nor are they harmed from it. A cross is just a lovely symbol of faith and actually most Vampires that she has crossed in her time wear a cross because it gives them hope, and a belief in something that will last longer then they will. Garlic also does nothing to a vampire. They don't eat food so humans have always thought that garlic was something that would harm a vampire. The one thing that Myths about vampires has right is a stake in the heart, however this only injures a vampire temporarily, and if the stake is removed the vampire can still live. What people don't know is you also have to burn them while it is in their body.
Her name was never clear for the years other then the Mythological name that she was given 'Bringer of Death'. Now living in the 21st century she's given herself a new name Luunira Coldwater.
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