Name: Marquis de Moratus
Group: Vampires
Age: 866
Non-Vampire Race: Breton/Imperial mix.
Class: Rouge-ish Fighter
Appearance: Wavy golden hair, curly nearer to the tips. Usually very showy; wears expensive looking clothing, but also switches to a gothic style of dress whenever the whim strikes him. Delicate, yet at the same time tough looking features. Muscular, but lean and wiry. About 6 feet in height. (If anyone's ever seen the movie queen of the damned, kinda like what Lestat looked like in that pretty much)
Equipment: Ebony sword imbued with vampiric drain enchantment.
Twin ebony daggers.
Personality: Very cocky, and a very smooth talker; is known for his silver tongue. He is also kind of a womanizer! Usually prefers travelling alone or with one other companion, but since his lover was slain by the Lycans, he is out for revenge. Has an affinity for humanity, but it of course does not stop him from feeding or killing humans when necessary. He is also known for his wit and sarcasm, and ability to crack a joke about any tough situation he is in. In the end, he is loyal to those he considers friends, or at least the closest thing that he can call a friend in this type of life. All things considered, he is very likable.
Short Backstory: Marquis was sired around 900 years ago by the ancient vampire Adnirr'ach Da'rae (another of my RP characters!), and has spent that time learning and wandering the lands in search of a purpose in his life. While he has gone through countless adventures, quests, battles, and women, he has yet to find true meaning in his life. Marquis decided to band together with this vampire coven to find a sense of camaraderie, and to devote his life to killing the beasts that took his loved one away from him.