Member Name: [Vlashneer]
Rank:
Name: Vlashneer Baldarich
Race: Panwere (Werebear, Werecobra, Wererat)
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Weaponry: None
Personality: Silent at first but begins to open up more and more as he becomes accustomed to others.
History: At a young age Vlashneer was to be cursed for the rest of his life with his abilities to transform. It happened while he was still living in Czechoslovakia and his family was admiring their vast estate. Vlashneer had wandered from the protection of his family where his sent was picked up by a newly transformed Werebear. The beast hunted him down chasing him deep into the forest before over taking him and biting down into the boy's shoulder. He surely would have died, but apparantly the territory was that of several Werecobra's. Before the bear could kill Vlashneer one such cobra surprised him and nearly killed the bear. Thinking himself victorious the cobra sought to enjoy the spoils of his victory and devour the lad himself. Sinking his teeth deep into the side of the child he was caught off guard by the still standing Werebear. The two visciously fought over the simple meal and were to distracted by one another to notice the lone Wererat the sought to steal the meal out from either's noses. Had Vlashneer been fully unconsious he would have succeeded but when the rat bit into his leg Vlashneer let out a cry of pain alerting the two combatants. Neither wanting to let a lowly rat have their kill they both attacked killing the rat and continued on with thier own dispute. As the two became distracted yet again, Vlashneer managed to drag himself slowly back towards the safety of his family.

He was found nearly dead by several servants of the house and was immediatly taken home where a doctor was summoned to examine the him. After an examination the boy was patched but not given much time to live. The extent of his wounds and the exertion of dragging himself towards his home had left him nearly dead. The doctor told his parents that he would not make it through the night.

In the somber evening the moon began to rise under the cover of the clouds. His parents sat by his bed and wept for the soon loss of the only heir to the family name. Vlashneer had broken into a heavy fever and sweat poured off of the boy as the night drug on. As the moon reached the highest point above the home the clouds broke and the light of the full moon shone in through the window. The glow on Vlashneer made him look paler than ever and he began to convulse. His transformation had begun.

While it is unknown what form he first took, it doesn't trully matter. With the new transformation he had to feed. Taken over by an unnaturral need to feed, not even his parents were spared in the massacre. Being left alone the day after and awakining to the stains of blood all around him, Vlashneer left his home and ran. Not knowing to were, but he knew that it was he that had killed them all, and that it was he that would pay should anyone find out.

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Member Name: [Vlashneer]
Rank: Master Vampire
Name: Kazimir Oldrich
Race: Vampire
Age: Classified
Sex: Male
Weaponry: Illusions, seduction, persuasion
Personality: Sadistic, cynical, and enjoys the finer things in "life".
History: One of the oldest known Vampires that has been around since nearly the beginning of time. While he has never directly interfered in the history of humans, he has been known to sway the tide of battles and politics using his skills. Known for signaturely massacring all of his victims, his choice of victims tend to be large wealthy households. One of his more recent attacks involved a household in Czechoslovakia. It was cloudy that night but the full moon still fully illuminated the area. He approached the area, knocking lightly at the door and posing as a poor begger. The kindness of the maid
was the downfall of the home. No sooner had she invited him in he fed upon her. After that he moved on to the rest of the household. Killing and feeding upon all of the house workers before moving on to the family. He moved into the master bedroom, instead of feeding on the man of the house though he merely slit his throat and left him to bleed. But, when he gazed upon the woman, he found something he
wanted. Instead of killing her he transformed her, forcing her into his servitude. All was well so he thought, until he encountered a problem. On his way through the home with his newely acquired slave, he was attacked by a lycanthrope. The attack was vicious and brutal. He was barely able to escape with his new bride, but not without it's price. He had been badly injured, and would need time to heal.

Now followed by the group of Revnants he created that night, and his bride, he searches for the beast that attacked him. Either for revenge or to try and tame it, it's undecided. But he won't stop until he has what it is he wants.

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Years later he has come to terms with what he is now. Unsure of his true path in life he seeks anyone that he may call a family, and accept him for what he has become.