Name: Hermenegildo Faustino Graciano Iñigo; “Il Eneko” or “Eneko”
Age: 497 years, appears to be about 20 years old
Species: Bitten
Personality: Hermenegildo fits quite well into the “strong and silent type” mold. Though he is an old and powerful vampire he does not often feel safe, and is very nearly paranoid; however, he is also fairly stoic and does not often showcase his concerns. He is intelligent and curious of modern things, but he is generally cautious and slow in movement and decision-making. He is largely nonviolent unless he is threatened or his honor is at stake, as he feels he has quite earned peace and quiet.
Background: Hermenegildo was born in the Vasco region of Spain in 1514. When he was twenty he travelled to Peru with the conquistadors, and helped battle the Inca empire for Spanish colonization. When the Incas retook Cuzco under the lead of Yupanqui, an Incan woman came up behind him and stabbed him thrice in the torso. However, a group of Incan priests swept him away. These priests turned out to be vampires, the source to which the Incans unwittingly fed their human sacrifices. They turned him, and in return he fought for them for a short time before he left the country.
Anything else: As he was nearly killed by a woman, he usually does not trust the fairer sex very much and dislikes being alone with women in environments he deems unsafe.
Name: Boady (BOH-dee) Keagey
Age: 19, almost 20 years of age
Species: Blood Doll
Personality: Boady, despite looking like an innocent buff farm boy, fell in love with the occult at a young age. He loves a sense of adventure but he doesn’t want to fight anything, as he had also been amateur boxing and wrestling from a young age. He’s a bit on the rebellious side, though, and occasionally will refuse to do something simply because someone told him to. Boady is smarter and more sophisticated than he appears and sometime acts, though, and he has a streak of romanticism almost as wide as his streak of rebelliousness. He also has the sort of personality that is very allowing for addiction – such is what brought him to what he is now.
Background: Boady was born to a large and somewhat wealthy farming family in Montana. When he was young he developed a taste for adrenaline and the occult, and often would venture into abandoned barns and houses the other local children were terrified of entering on the grounds that they were “haunted.” Most of these buildings were simply old and creaky, but, a few weeks after Boady’s twelfth birthday, he was dared to explore a very old stable and barn complex that one of the local little girls swore she saw someone coming in and out of not so long ago. He went through the barn alone without trouble, jumping now and then as critters he’d disturbed rustled and skittered away, but came out laughing and bragging to his friends.
Then he entered the stable part next to the barn. It was a huge, long stable that to his little preteen brain seemed to stretch for miles, and the only light was one dusty shaft of sunlight filtering through the roof near the middle of the stable. A few stable-stalls past this hole and a powerful pale hand grabbed him. He was pulled into the lap of a beautiful woman with cold white skin and long, silken black hair, and she held him down and bit his neck, drinking his blood. Then she sent him, dazed and with a racing heart, out of the stable and back to his friends. For four years after this first bite, he returned to the stable, allowing his beautiful refugee vampire, Ursula, to take from him as she pleased. However, not long after he’d turned sixteen he went to the stable to find that she had vanished, and she was not there on his next visit, or many after that. For two months after this discovery he did not know what to do with himself; he missed far too much school, felt ill, and wasn’t thinking straight. Eventually he came out of this fog, but by the time he was eighteen his father was pressuring him to go to technical school for agricultural studies and his mother was questioning him about his lack of a suitable girlfriend. After nearly two years of this pressure from his parents he left, hoping to return somehow to some form of the euphoric existence he’d had before.
Anything else: Though the only vampire that has taken from Boady was a specific woman, he doesn’t really give a damn who it is, what they look like, what gender they are or really even what they’re like in general, as long as he is being bitten. He also has fleeting but frequent moments of strong desire to BE a vampire rather than be a vampire’s food source, but he is unsure of asking a vampire to turn him.
