Name: Nairien Aleshire De Saint Locatelli
Nickname: Rien
Species: Vampire
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Height: 6'3"
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Past
Nairien was born inside a war-torn country. He was one of the countless orphans left to fend for themselves within the wake of the endless chaos and devesation that reigned down upon the land. Like many of the other children, he didn't know whom his parents had been. For as long as he remembers the streets had been the only thing he knew, and here he came up with the conclusion that many whom finds only the cold and dark to comfort them does---that he had to look after only himself because the rest of the world would happily see him burn to get ahead. He kept everyone at a distance, but he did have one soft spot---something that allowed those who cared to look to notice. It was a broken violin that someone tossed out. He took the time to fix the instrument, and taught himself how to play it. He was a natural. No, he was a prodigy. He was able to learn songs simply from hearing them once. It didn't take him long to begin to use his musical skills to try to garner himself quite a bit of money.
However, before he could see whether or not he could make a fortune with his new talent a general from his country's army decided they would use the male orphans to help fight the endless war that was growing worse with each passing day. No one cared about these children anyways. They had been ignoring them for so long that they wouldn't even notice if they all suddenly disappeared. In fact, they would be doing cities and towns a favor by cleaning their streets of the pestilence that filled them. Nairien was eleven when they swept through the streets he called home. He was one of many boys taken that day, and he fought tooth and nail against his captors. It wasn't for his life that he fought for, but his violin. One solider realizing why he was desperately fighting stomped his violin to a million pieces after pretending to hand over the instrument to Nairien.
Nairien went stiff the very moment the man destroyed his prized possession, allowing himself to be dragged away, but when he finally looked at the solider committed the act he vowed to kill him with such anger and hatred that it if there were any powers in words the man would have been struck down. The soldier put no stock into Nairien's words. He didn't think the child could kill him, and even if one could the solider doubted he would over some stupid instrument. Nairien and the other children stolen from the streets were thrust directly into battle without any training. They were told they either learned how to use their weapons or they died. Many died upon the battlefield, but Nairien were among those who did not. It is unclear to any whether it was skills or miracles that aided in their survival. Nairien learned that the war camp wasn't much different than the streets. Some might argue that it was worse as those within the camp took more noticed of the children. Nairien did whatever he could to survive.
At the age of fourteen, he finally got his vengeance upon the solider who destroyed his violin. Over the last there years, this solider had risen within the ranks. He was high enough to have his own private tent, and Nairien entered the man's tent to make true on his vow. The man having forgotten about the promise that Nairien made him those years ago thought he had entered his tent to gain the man's protection through sexual favors. He told Nairien to strip out of his clothes and climb into his bedroll that he would be with him in a few moments. When he finally turned his attention towards Nairien the solider found he had not done what he had commanded. Upons seeing this, he demanded to know what Nairien was doing there. Nairien plainly told him to kill him. This amused the man greatly, but he quickly realized that he was serious. The man asked why, and Nairien didn't hestisate to give him the answer. He managed to kill the man after a little scuffle. When he finally emerged from the tent he found it surrounded, but he knew he wasn't going to be punished for what he had done.
The man he killed was hated by many, and even if that wasn't true the war camp had become a place of nightmares, where people openly gotten away with much worse. Those gathered around gave him a wide berth, now eyeing him as a possible contender for a position of power within the camp. They were likely wondering how to take him out or make use of him, but for the moment none of them said a word. None expect one single voice that rose like the song of an angel out of the abyss asking what did he did in there. Everyone suspected what he did, but none mustered the courage to ask directly. He located the source of the voice before he gave his answer. When he did he found a girl around his age, and he was struck with how beautiful she was. Surely there was none more lovely than she in the entire universe. The girl preplexed asked him why he did it, and once again he answered truthful. He walked away from her, belieiving that this would be their last and only encounter, but he later discovered that was far from true.
The man he killed was hated by many, and even if that wasn't true the war camp had become a place of nightmares, where people openly gotten away with much worse. Those gathered around gave him a wide berth, now eyeing him as a possible contender for a position of power within the camp. They were likely wondering how to take him out or make use of him, but for the moment none of them said a word. None expect one single voice that rose like the song of an angel out of the abyss asking what did he did in there. Everyone suspected what he did, but none mustered the courage to ask directly. He located the source of the voice before he gave his answer. When he did he found a girl around his age, and he was struck with how beautiful she was. Surely there was none more lovely than she in the entire universe. The girl preplexed asked him why he did it, and once again he answered truthful. He walked away from her, belieiving that this would be their last and only encounter, but he later discovered that was far from true.
The next time they met the girl gave him a violin as a gift. He told her that he didn't want her gift before flinging the instrument upon the ground. She stood staring at the violin for a few moments before telling him that she understood and walking away. Nairien stared at the instrument that she left behind for a long moment before finally picking it up. They encountered each other many times after that. He was cold towards her, but she didn't seem bothered by it. He didn't understand why she would accept his cruelty. He thought perhaps she had been broken, but the truth she understood the reason for his behavior. It was due to the nightmare that been his life thus far. She thought that with love and compassion that the stone he had encased around himself could be chipped away. She was right. He fell madly in love with her. She never expected his feelings to reach the level they did, and in truth he never actually told her I love you.
He showed her constantly through the song he wrote her or the gifts he gave her. A necklace made from a black pearl they found during a walk on the beach was her favorite. While she was patient with him, they did fight. Their most common fights came about when she tried to convince him to run away with her. She wanted them to go someplace unaffected by the endless war. Someplace where they could settle down and start a family. He told her that he couldn't. He only knew conflict. He only knew how to be a soldier, and he couldn't be anything else. One night when their fight had been particularly bad she stormed out of the tent in a rage. He should have gone after her because if he had he might have saved her from her gruesome fate. His stubborn pride wouldn't allow him to. He went to sleep that night unaware that when left that was going to be the last time he would see her alive. He was awoken a few hours later and told that his beloved was dead.
He showed her constantly through the song he wrote her or the gifts he gave her. A necklace made from a black pearl they found during a walk on the beach was her favorite. While she was patient with him, they did fight. Their most common fights came about when she tried to convince him to run away with her. She wanted them to go someplace unaffected by the endless war. Someplace where they could settle down and start a family. He told her that he couldn't. He only knew conflict. He only knew how to be a soldier, and he couldn't be anything else. One night when their fight had been particularly bad she stormed out of the tent in a rage. He should have gone after her because if he had he might have saved her from her gruesome fate. His stubborn pride wouldn't allow him to. He went to sleep that night unaware that when left that was going to be the last time he would see her alive. He was awoken a few hours later and told that his beloved was dead.
He demanded to know what happened, but the only answer anyone could provide was she had been horrfically attacked within the woods. Believing that he would want her necklace, they gave it to him before quickly leaving when he screamed at them to get out. He sat there starring at the necklace for what seemed like an eternity before he started crying. He doesn't recall shedding a single tear before this moment, and once those gates opened they didn't seem to want to stop. He has no idea how long he sat there crying before the tears ceased, but once they did he had made up his mind. He was not going to remain within the camp. He was going to do what she had wanted to do, and try to find a place to settle down. He gathered the necklace, his violin, a sword, some cloths, and food and water before taking off into the night. He had no idea where he was going or even if he would actually find a place to make a home.
He traveled for awhile as a wandering minstrel, playing within taverns and other places for a bed to sleep or food to eat for the night. It was inside one of these taverns that he would encounter the woman who would change him in a way never thought possible. She was different from the other female patrons within the tavern. She was a rose among a field of weeds. Some of the male patrons took notice of her beauty, and decided that they wished to have a taste of it. They begun to accost her, and try as she might she couldn't convince them to stop. Without thinking, Nairien leapt to her defense and while he managed to ward off her attackers he was seriously injuried. He passed out believing this was the end, but he awoke some time later being cradle within someone lap and what he was pretty certain was blood being dripped into his mouth. He didn't put too much thought into it or maybe he was incapable of thinking of anything else beside the overwhelming need for more blood. He pulled the source of the blood closer to his lips, and drank deeply from it.
He drank so deeply that he thought he was going to burst than the inferno started burning within him, spreading through every inch of him until once again he passed out. He awoke once again, and immediatley notice he was different. He didn't just feel different but the world seemed different. It didn't take him long to notice the woman he had saved sitting upon him looking at him like a proud mother with her newborn ,but before he could inquire about her happiness her brother came in. He demanded she return home before he noticed Nairien sitting there. He became outraged telling the woman that she was much to delicate to make a fledgling. They had a screaming match. The woman telling her brother that Nairiein would have died if she hadn't changed him, and the brother telling her that if it was his fate to die than so be it. They only stopped fighting once the woman told her brother that Nairien had only been dying because he had risked his life to save hers. The brother stared at Nairien for a long moment.
He drank so deeply that he thought he was going to burst than the inferno started burning within him, spreading through every inch of him until once again he passed out. He awoke once again, and immediatley notice he was different. He didn't just feel different but the world seemed different. It didn't take him long to notice the woman he had saved sitting upon him looking at him like a proud mother with her newborn ,but before he could inquire about her happiness her brother came in. He demanded she return home before he noticed Nairien sitting there. He became outraged telling the woman that she was much to delicate to make a fledgling. They had a screaming match. The woman telling her brother that Nairiein would have died if she hadn't changed him, and the brother telling her that if it was his fate to die than so be it. They only stopped fighting once the woman told her brother that Nairien had only been dying because he had risked his life to save hers. The brother stared at Nairien for a long moment.
The entire time Nairien found himself confused. He had no idea what they were discussing, but one word stood out above the rest---fledgling. Eventually, he inquired the meaning behind that word. The brother chastised the sister for not explaining what was going to happen to him before she changing him, but hearing his sister tell him that she had no time for an explantion he let out a sigh and proceeed to tell Nairien what he had become. He was a vampire, and he would take on the role as his sire because his sister was far too delicate for such a task. He moved into their estate. and remained there with them for many years learning everything he needed to know about being a vampire.
Present
Eventually he moved out of his sires' estate, but he still remained close to them. He filled his own estate with servants--including a few blood dolls. One blood doll he became especially fond of. but she ended up marrying and moving in with another man. They had a beautiful daughter together, and they visited each other often. They never told their daughter what he was, and whether or not they eventually intended to, they died in an horrific car accident before they could. He took their daughter in and raised her like his own. The entire time he never hinted to her what he was. Some say it was he who installed within her a great love for reading. He has a massive library within his estate with a number of books that cannot be found anywhere else within the world. He had learned basic reading skills from his beloved than perfected it while living with his sires.
His adopted daughter was far from the only child he took in. His home is constantly being filled with children from the streets. He recalls what being on the streets is like, and that is not a fate he wishes upon anyone. He provides them with a safe place to stay as well everything else they might need to have a happy and successful life once they leave. Like, his adopted daughter they have no idea that he is a vampire. There are those who he takes in to serve his vampiric needs and as such they are perfectly aware of what he is. While he sadden to see any of his children leave none of them hit him as hard as his adopted daughter. He wanted her to stay within his estate so he could continue to keep an watchful eye over her, but that wish went upon deaf ears. She, however, promised to return if things became too chaotic. He is pretty certain that she only said this to appease him. but he can't shake the feeling that something terrible is brewing over the horizon.
His adopted daughter was far from the only child he took in. His home is constantly being filled with children from the streets. He recalls what being on the streets is like, and that is not a fate he wishes upon anyone. He provides them with a safe place to stay as well everything else they might need to have a happy and successful life once they leave. Like, his adopted daughter they have no idea that he is a vampire. There are those who he takes in to serve his vampiric needs and as such they are perfectly aware of what he is. While he sadden to see any of his children leave none of them hit him as hard as his adopted daughter. He wanted her to stay within his estate so he could continue to keep an watchful eye over her, but that wish went upon deaf ears. She, however, promised to return if things became too chaotic. He is pretty certain that she only said this to appease him. but he can't shake the feeling that something terrible is brewing over the horizon.
Face portrayed by: Michael J Williams
