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Kwadai
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Postby Kwadai » Fri Dec 13, 2019 7:28 pm

NS Name: Kwadai
Character Name: Lorenzo Ignazio Vicario
Appearance: Lorenzo
Age: 298
Maker: Quaestor of Venice
City of Origin: Venice (Venetian Republic)

Abilities: Basic abilities: Stealth, Advances Abilities: Hypnosis
Religion: Roman Catholic
Languages Spoken: Italian (Venetian), Latin & English

Biography:
Lorenzo was born in 1465 in the city of Venice on Italy’s Adriatic coast to a wealthy family of silk merchants who traded in luxury goods of the east. His family was one of the city’s most highly regarded merchants specialising in fabrics. Not restricted to silk, they preceded over the production and sales of velvet, one of the most sought after luxuries in the city and the wider medieval world. Their collections attracted diverse and important clientele ranging from royalty and aristocracy to papal cardinals, and traders from across Europe who descended in Venice, indicative of the city’s position as the beating heart of trade in the Mediterranean. Naturally, it seemed Lorenzo himself would ascend to fill the role of his family, and this would likely have been the case had his life not taken the dark road it would soon follow.

The Vicario family having amassed great wealth, splurged on an extravagant lifestyle, sponsoring artists and architects to enhance their property and enjoy all the pleasures late 15th century Venice had to offer. In his twenties, Lorenzo too became known in merchant circles for his flamboyant personality and extravagant way of life. Furthermore, now a well established member of the luxury textile trade and accustomed to the practices of Venetian merchant culture he became an acquaintance of the vampiric Quaestor of Venice, although of course this was unknown to him at that time. The quaestor was a regular client and over time, as he developed a closer connection to the young man, he made the decision to turn Lorenzo, perhaps believing him to be of potential, a valuable addition for the vampiric society of La Serenissima.

Therefore, overcome by his new reality, Lorenzo retreated from the public eye of the silk trade and instead operated quietly from the shadows organising trade by day from the dark interior of his ancestral residence while his siblings handled external affairs unaware of their brother’s condition, believing him to be ill. However, even though his daytime activity had been curtailed, it instead manifested in the hours of the night. Lorenzo stalked the narrow alleyways to happen upon unfortunate humans sustaining his insatiable lust for blood, while living amongst the city vampires until the sunrise where his hedonistic attitude and flamboyance remained an integral part of his character. As a vampire, Lorenzo remained unchanged even as those around him grew old and passed from the world of the living while he continued his cycle of feasting and indulgence under the cover of nightfall.

Eventually as the decades of the 1500s rolled past, the vampire took to brief stints in various cities around Italy’s kingdoms; Naples, Florence, Spanish controlled Palermo, and even Rome, to lavish in the flourishing artistic culture of the Renaissance in the 16th century and bloodlust frenzies. He even acted as a patron to aid the growth and talents of Italian artists. Despite the satisfaction he received from this period, and the thrill of living right under the nose of the Vatican in Rome, Lorenzo could not help but return to his home in Venice, longing to one again live amongst the riches of the Orient and the sea, as well as being back within the domain of his maker. There was of course, the added freedom (well, what freedom he could avail of as a vampire that is) he was able to experience under the somewhat less zealous Venetian rule as opposed to the more stringently Catholic Rome.

The revelry of Carnevale di Venezia, masquerade and it’s seventeenth century revival provided a major preoccupation for Lorenzo as he continued his role supplying fabrics to the city elite while he watched the years take their toll on the city state. Venice’s influence as the primary trade centre dwindled while ports in the Netherlands, England and Portugal thrived as Western Europe expanded colonial pursuits. Soon after he began to hear tales of the new world, conquered by the British, Dutch, French, Spanish and Portuguese where new cities and a new culture of vampires was readily emerging. Interest piqued and following a succession of territorial losses to the Ottoman Empire, and plagues spreading through Venice diminishing a notable segment of its population, the autumn of 1762 saw Lorenzo, a fifteenth century Venetian board an English ship with whatever of his positions he could safely bring along in the night, about to leave behind the old world of Europe into the unknown, across the Atlantic, to settle in Boston a fledging port in the north eastern territories of New England.

#CoB1764 [APP CODE, DO NOT DELETE]
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The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune
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Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Fri Dec 13, 2019 7:45 pm

Kwadai wrote:NS Name: Kwadai
Character Name: Lorenzo Ignazio Vicario
Appearance: Lorenzo
Age: 298
Maker: Quaestor of Venice
City of Origin: Venice (Venetian Republic)

Abilities: Basic abilities: Stealth, Advances Abilities: Hypnosis
Religion: Roman Catholic
Languages Spoken: Italian (Venetian), Latin & English

Biography:
Lorenzo was born in 1465 in the city of Venice on Italy’s Adriatic coast to a wealthy family of silk merchants who traded in luxury goods of the east. His family was one of the city’s most highly regarded merchants specialising in fabrics. Not restricted to silk, they preceded over the production and sales of velvet, one of the most sought after luxuries in the city and the wider medieval world. Their collections attracted diverse and important clientele ranging from royalty and aristocracy to papal cardinals, and traders from across Europe who descended in Venice, indicative of the city’s position as the beating heart of trade in the Mediterranean. Naturally, it seemed Lorenzo himself would ascend to fill the role of his family, and this would likely have been the case had his life not taken the dark road it would soon follow.

The Vicario family having amassed great wealth, splurged on an extravagant lifestyle, sponsoring artists and architects to enhance their property and enjoy all the pleasures late 15th century Venice had to offer. In his twenties, Lorenzo too became known in merchant circles for his flamboyant personality and extravagant way of life. Furthermore, now a well established member of the luxury textile trade and accustomed to the practices of Venetian merchant culture he became an acquaintance of the vampiric Quaestor of Venice, although of course this was unknown to him at that time. The quaestor was a regular client and over time, as he developed a closer connection to the young man, he made the decision to turn Lorenzo, perhaps believing him to be of potential, a valuable addition for the vampiric society of La Serenissima.

Therefore, overcome by his new reality, Lorenzo retreated from the public eye of the silk trade and instead operated quietly from the shadows organising trade by day from the dark interior of his ancestral residence while his siblings handled external affairs unaware of their brother’s condition, believing him to be ill. However, even though his daytime activity had been curtailed, it instead manifested in the hours of the night. Lorenzo stalked the narrow alleyways to happen upon unfortunate humans sustaining his insatiable lust for blood, while living amongst the city vampires until the sunrise where his hedonistic attitude and flamboyance remained an integral part of his character. As a vampire, Lorenzo remained unchanged even as those around him grew old and passed from the world of the living while he continued his cycle of feasting and indulgence under the cover of nightfall.

Eventually as the decades of the 1500s rolled past, the vampire took to brief stints in various cities around Italy’s kingdoms; Naples, Florence, Spanish controlled Palermo, and even Rome, to lavish in the flourishing artistic culture of the Renaissance in the 16th century and bloodlust frenzies. He even acted as a patron to aid the growth and talents of Italian artists. Despite the satisfaction he received from this period, and the thrill of living right under the nose of the Vatican in Rome, Lorenzo could not help but return to his home in Venice, longing to one again live amongst the riches of the Orient and the sea, as well as being back within the domain of his maker. There was of course, the added freedom (well, what freedom he could avail of as a vampire that is) he was able to experience under the somewhat less zealous Venetian rule as opposed to the more stringently Catholic Rome.

The revelry of Carnevale di Venezia, masquerade and it’s seventeenth century revival provided a major preoccupation for Lorenzo as he continued his role supplying fabrics to the city elite while he watched the years take their toll on the city state. Venice’s influence as the primary trade centre dwindled while ports in the Netherlands, England and Portugal thrived as Western Europe expanded colonial pursuits. Soon after he began to hear tales of the new world, conquered by the British, Dutch, French, Spanish and Portuguese where new cities and a new culture of vampires was readily emerging. Interest piqued and following a succession of territorial losses to the Ottoman Empire, and plagues spreading through Venice diminishing a notable segment of its population, the autumn of 1762 saw Lorenzo, a fifteenth century Venetian board an English ship with whatever of his positions he could safely bring along in the night, about to leave behind the old world of Europe into the unknown, across the Atlantic, to settle in Boston a fledging port in the north eastern territories of New England.

#CoB1764 [APP CODE, DO NOT DELETE]


Looks good to me Accepted

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Galnius
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Galnius » Sat Dec 14, 2019 12:29 pm

App
NS Name: Galnius
Character Name: Alice Wetcher
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/516084438539818481/
Age: 132
Maker: Christopher Gage. Christopher was one of the original founders of Boston, not that anyone truly knew it. At the age of 416 he had been capable of hypnosis on a grader scale than most his age, though he used it without malicious intent. Instead, he combined that with his stealth to keep him hidden on the boat as a stowaway, and came to be one off the guest vampires in the new world.

He had turned Alice out of pity, having found her kidnapped by hostile natives. As he used them for his own sustenance, he heard himself being called a Wendigo. It was that name that he adopted when he headed west, leaving the settlement and Alice behind aftee teaching her how to be a vampire, and how to use the powers granted to her.
City of Origin: Boston

Abilities: Like her maker, she specializes in stealth. Recently she has come to begin learning hypnotism, but is a far cry from a master.
Religion: Agnostic due to not truly caring, but will most call herself puritan if someone pushes, not that she follows any of their laws.
Languages Spoken: English, Dutch, Narragansett (Algonquin)

Biography: Alice Wetcher was among the first children to be born in the city of Boston, and grew up a rather unassuming life until the age of 17. It was here that the family's farm, on the outskirts of boston, was attacked by native americans. They small group of rogue braves had seemed to deem that only the sacrifice of Alice could fix their tribes descent into disease, and they had almost succeeded, too. It was right at the end of their preparations that she was saved, and at the end of the slaughter Christopher Gage had turned her, as vampire rule meant that humans were to either be made into servants, vampires, or killed if they discovered a vampires' identity.

From here, he took her in as an adopted daughter of sorts.
He raised her in secret and began to teach her how to hide in plain sight. He taught her to not fear the normal humans and that she still was, as well as how to use them to survive symbiotically.

Eventually came a time when she had moved out, taking the job as a nanny at a farmhouse built where her old one had been destroyed. She used the pseudonym Alice Gage in order to hide her identity, and would leave and return in 20 year cycles.

Then, in 1721, a smallpox plague once again struck Boston. Alice had seen many, but this one was different, as it shook her livelihood to the core. The entire farmhouse, that at this point she had seen and helped through generations inner different pseudonyms, were all but wiped out. In the midst of this, animals came for the smell of decay. She had kept the livestock safe, but was too late to save the only surviving member of the family, 15 year old girl named Anne Brotte. Devastated, Alice knelt by the girl who was bleeding it and seemingly doomed to die, and turned her.

From here, the Brotte family survived, with Alice Wetcher teaching the new vampire. It has been two generations since then, and Alice not only kept the farmhouse alive, but turned it into a sanctuary for young vampires in the area that are facing trouble or struggling to find shelter.

CoB1764 [APP CODE, DO NOT DELETE]
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Galnius
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Postby Galnius » Sun Dec 15, 2019 11:14 am

An app is up.
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Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Of the Quendi » Sun Dec 15, 2019 1:26 pm

Nice to see more people sign up. :)
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The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune
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Founded: Feb 01, 2017
Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Tue Dec 17, 2019 11:20 am

Galnius wrote:App
NS Name: Galnius
Character Name: Alice Wetcher
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/516084438539818481/
Age: 132
Maker: Christopher Gage. Christopher was one of the original founders of Boston, not that anyone truly knew it. At the age of 416 he had been capable of hypnosis on a grader scale than most his age, though he used it without malicious intent. Instead, he combined that with his stealth to keep him hidden on the boat as a stowaway, and came to be one off the guest vampires in the new world.

He had turned Alice out of pity, having found her kidnapped by hostile natives. As he used them for his own sustenance, he heard himself being called a Wendigo. It was that name that he adopted when he headed west, leaving the settlement and Alice behind aftee teaching her how to be a vampire, and how to use the powers granted to her.
City of Origin: Boston

Abilities: Like her maker, she specializes in stealth. Recently she has come to begin learning hypnotism, but is a far cry from a master.
Religion: Agnostic due to not truly caring, but will most call herself puritan if someone pushes, not that she follows any of their laws.
Languages Spoken: English, Dutch, Narragansett (Algonquin)

Biography: Alice Wetcher was among the first children to be born in the city of Boston, and grew up a rather unassuming life until the age of 17. It was here that the family's farm, on the outskirts of boston, was attacked by native americans. They small group of rogue braves had seemed to deem that only the sacrifice of Alice could fix their tribes descent into disease, and they had almost succeeded, too. It was right at the end of their preparations that she was saved, and at the end of the slaughter Christopher Gage had turned her, as vampire rule meant that humans were to either be made into servants, vampires, or killed if they discovered a vampires' identity.

From here, he took her in as an adopted daughter of sorts.
He raised her in secret and began to teach her how to hide in plain sight. He taught her to not fear the normal humans and that she still was, as well as how to use them to survive symbiotically.

Eventually came a time when she had moved out, taking the job as a nanny at a farmhouse built where her old one had been destroyed. She used the pseudonym Alice Gage in order to hide her identity, and would leave and return in 20 year cycles.

Then, in 1721, a smallpox plague once again struck Boston. Alice had seen many, but this one was different, as it shook her livelihood to the core. The entire farmhouse, that at this point she had seen and helped through generations inner different pseudonyms, were all but wiped out. In the midst of this, animals came for the smell of decay. She had kept the livestock safe, but was too late to save the only surviving member of the family, 15 year old girl named Anne Brotte. Devastated, Alice knelt by the girl who was bleeding it and seemingly doomed to die, and turned her.

From here, the Brotte family survived, with Alice Wetcher teaching the new vampire. It has been two generations since then, and Alice not only kept the farmhouse alive, but turned it into a sanctuary for young vampires in the area that are facing trouble or struggling to find shelter.

CoB1764 [APP CODE, DO NOT DELETE]


This is mostly good, but if the young vampire Alice turned in the end was dying of Smallpox, she would become an eternal carrier of the disease. It's a plot point in the source material actually.

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Postby Galnius » Tue Dec 17, 2019 12:17 pm

The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune wrote:
Galnius wrote:App
NS Name: Galnius
Character Name: Alice Wetcher
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/516084438539818481/
Age: 132
Maker: Christopher Gage. Christopher was one of the original founders of Boston, not that anyone truly knew it. At the age of 416 he had been capable of hypnosis on a grader scale than most his age, though he used it without malicious intent. Instead, he combined that with his stealth to keep him hidden on the boat as a stowaway, and came to be one off the guest vampires in the new world.

He had turned Alice out of pity, having found her kidnapped by hostile natives. As he used them for his own sustenance, he heard himself being called a Wendigo. It was that name that he adopted when he headed west, leaving the settlement and Alice behind aftee teaching her how to be a vampire, and how to use the powers granted to her.
City of Origin: Boston

Abilities: Like her maker, she specializes in stealth. Recently she has come to begin learning hypnotism, but is a far cry from a master.
Religion: Agnostic due to not truly caring, but will most call herself puritan if someone pushes, not that she follows any of their laws.
Languages Spoken: English, Dutch, Narragansett (Algonquin)

Biography: Alice Wetcher was among the first children to be born in the city of Boston, and grew up a rather unassuming life until the age of 17. It was here that the family's farm, on the outskirts of boston, was attacked by native americans. They small group of rogue braves had seemed to deem that only the sacrifice of Alice could fix their tribes descent into disease, and they had almost succeeded, too. It was right at the end of their preparations that she was saved, and at the end of the slaughter Christopher Gage had turned her, as vampire rule meant that humans were to either be made into servants, vampires, or killed if they discovered a vampires' identity.

From here, he took her in as an adopted daughter of sorts.
He raised her in secret and began to teach her how to hide in plain sight. He taught her to not fear the normal humans and that she still was, as well as how to use them to survive symbiotically.

Eventually came a time when she had moved out, taking the job as a nanny at a farmhouse built where her old one had been destroyed. She used the pseudonym Alice Gage in order to hide her identity, and would leave and return in 20 year cycles.

Then, in 1721, a smallpox plague once again struck Boston. Alice had seen many, but this one was different, as it shook her livelihood to the core. The entire farmhouse, that at this point she had seen and helped through generations inner different pseudonyms, were all but wiped out. In the midst of this, animals came for the smell of decay. She had kept the livestock safe, but was too late to save the only surviving member of the family, 15 year old girl named Anne Brotte. Devastated, Alice knelt by the girl who was bleeding it and seemingly doomed to die, and turned her.

From here, the Brotte family survived, with Alice Wetcher teaching the new vampire. It has been two generations since then, and Alice not only kept the farmhouse alive, but turned it into a sanctuary for young vampires in the area that are facing trouble or struggling to find shelter.

CoB1764 [APP CODE, DO NOT DELETE]


This is mostly good, but if the young vampire Alice turned in the end was dying of Smallpox, she would become an eternal carrier of the disease. It's a plot point in the source material actually.

She wasn't carrying it. She was dying from a wolf attack. The final survivor of the family who didn't succumb to smallpox.
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The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Tue Dec 17, 2019 12:45 pm

Galnius wrote:
The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune wrote:
This is mostly good, but if the young vampire Alice turned in the end was dying of Smallpox, she would become an eternal carrier of the disease. It's a plot point in the source material actually.

She wasn't carrying it. She was dying from a wolf attack. The final survivor of the family who didn't succumb to smallpox.


Aight all good then. Accepted

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Galnius
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Postby Galnius » Tue Dec 17, 2019 4:01 pm

The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune wrote:
Galnius wrote:She wasn't carrying it. She was dying from a wolf attack. The final survivor of the family who didn't succumb to smallpox.


Aight all good then. Accepted

Sweet, I'll catch up on the IC
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Galnius
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Postby Galnius » Fri Dec 20, 2019 3:27 pm

Is there a discord i should know of?
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Postby Endem » Fri Dec 20, 2019 5:58 pm

Galnius wrote:Is there a discord i should know of?

I don't think so
Nothing to see here

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Khasinkonia
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Postby Khasinkonia » Wed Dec 25, 2019 11:07 pm

Colour me interested. I've just returned to NS so I may not be able to app, but I certainly will try.

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Goustavia
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Left-wing Utopia

Postby Goustavia » Thu Dec 26, 2019 6:18 am

Just gonna tag this if it's still open to apps. This seems like something I wouldn't forget about.
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Postby Khasinkonia » Fri Dec 27, 2019 11:55 pm

NS Name: Khasinkonia
Character Name: Sahaliyanilha “Sally Asgra” of the Aisin Gioro Clan
Appearance:
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Age: Born circa 1545 in Hetu Ala, turned in 1562 on the shores of Dalinur Lake, making her a vampire for 201 years, and 218 years old in total.
Maker: Gegeen Jochi of the Baarin Clan, Pioneer of the Northeastern Oriental Marches(Technically an unofficial title, but nonetheless wields some deal of soft power in the northern steppes of Asia)
City of Origin: N/A, turned on the shores of Dalinur Lake

Abilities: Both basic abilities, and is able to shapeshift into a form similar to that of the Spectacled Cormorant, albeit with wings more akin to those of a black swan, as well as a beak that resembles the average of the two birds’. She has also made inroads into minor human appearance modification, albeit only with major success in simple areas such as hair colour, fat distribution, skin pigment, and the like.
Religion: Raised with a mixture of Animism, Buddhism, and Daoism. Generally reverent of dogs, and occasionally prays to the old gods or meditates, but otherwise maintains little in the way of consistent faith.
Languages Spoken(In Order of Learning): Manchu(Native speaker, able to read and write both Jurchen script and Manchu hergen), Mongolian(C1), Tibetan(B2), Chinese(C1), Korean(C2), Evenki(B2), Ainu(C2), Japanese(C2), Siraya(C1), Dutch(C1), Latin(C1),
French(B2), Munsee(B2), Powhatan(B1), Cherokee(C1), Mohawk(C1), and English(C2)

Biography:
Sahaliyanilha was born in the early spring to the Aisin Gioro clan to Liocan, brother of Giocangga, the grandfather of Nurhaci, the founder of the Qing Dynasty, around 14 years prior to Nurhaci’s birth. From a young age, she displayed a free spirit and an open mind, which her clan keenly nurtured as she aged. As a good Manchu girl, she was primarily taught to farm, herd, ride, and shoot, but, even at merely five years of age, it did not seem to satiate her fascination with the world at large. Religion intrigued her, but more in the words it was written in than the moral quandaries or philosophical raised by the different belief systems that were strung together to form the local pantheon. Indeed, the foundations for her polyglotism were laid very young thanks to her clan’s possession of equivalent buddhist texts in Chinese, Tibetan, and Mongolian. Many a winter’s eve was spent before the fire enunciating Buddhist texts for her family, and she spent even longer reading quietly, her young mind absorbing words, grammar, and ideas like a sponge.

As her adolescent years came, Sahaliyanilha began to expand her realm of learning to a few Ming and Northern Yuan scientific tomes that she’d been able to trade for. By the age of 12, she too was allowed to go on trading expeditions, where she often added to her small collection. During her bi-annual visits to the eastern marches of Northern Yuan, she befriended a bookish member of the Baarin clan who never seemed to leave his yurt. He had other quirks too, particularly his taste for a strange wine. His children and grandchildren would go out, and tend to the animals, but he would remain indoors, often sleeping. Though his descendants seemed older, he remained strangely youthful in appearance. For years, Sahaliyanilha acquired a new book every time she visited.

During her autumn visit of 1562, Sahaliyanilha was invited by Geegen Jochi, as he was known, to stay behind for dinner on her own. Her fellow expeditionaries took this to be a bit suspicious, but permitted it at her own request. It was then thought that perhaps he wished to make a match of her with his son. Sahaliyanilha wondered if it was a way to express thanks for their cordial business relationship over the past few years. She was more correct than her fellow clan members, but not by much.

He offered her eternal life, of a sort. Over the course of dinner, as Sahaliyanilha did not flee, but merely listened with a calm suspicion, Jochi elaborated on this offer. He painted a picture of a vast network to the west and south that was slowly creeping across the world. A network of secret immortals, working in the night, with unbelievable power within them. Powers befitting of legend, no doubt. He told her the story of Rome, the story of Adonis, and the theories of the origin of “his kind,” as he put it. Long after they had finished eating dinner, and long after the sun had set beneath the horizon, Jochi rose from his cushion on the ground, and invited Sahaliyanilha to walk with him along the shore of Dalinur Lake.

“I have shared with you a truth this night,” he said to her when they suddenly stopped walking, in words now and forever ingrained in her mind, “The truth of the vampire. I was turned by Aniukha the Diminutive of the Güchügüd Clan, Governor of the North Yuan Governorate, who also turned Beejee Badmaarag of the Ubchikh Clan. She was turned by Bhayangkara, Governor of Tibet, who was himself turned by Kichkandi the Ghostly of the Vetala Order, Quaestor of Kathmandu. You are to be the next link in a vast chain. Aniukha is the first Governor on the steppes, and we hope to plant seeds of our way of life that will stretch across the world. The Chinese vampires dare not stray north of their borders, and so the task of finishing the conquest of the Old World is left to us. Now you have a choice to make. Will you be the first Jurchen vampire?”

Sahaliyanilha wondered aloud if there was another option. Jochi replied, “There is no alternative but death.”

A firm nod acknowledged that she had made her decision. He ushered her closer, and whispered to her, “Welcome to eternity,” before gently sinking his teeth into the base of her neck. She now has those very words tattooed in traditional Mongolian script over the twin wounds.

That night, they sat by the shores of the lake, where the Mongol gently explained what she would feel, the process of turning, and what was to come of her. As her energy slowly faded during the course of that night, Jochi let her lay down, and picked her up in his arms. As they began to walk back, the last words he said to her before she drifted off into a slumber were “You will stay with me over the winter, so that you may learn our ways before you return to your home.”

Indeed, Sahaliyanilha awoke two nights later to a gentle tapping on her side. There stood Jochi, and one of his sons with a small knife. As Sahaliyanilha’s vision came into focus from her long sleep, she saw the son gently and carefully cut a slit on his left arm.

“Drink,” Jochi said, “You must be thirsty.”

“The blood?” Sahaliyanilha asked, “Surely I can’t…”

“You must.”

She sighed, and then rose from her lying position onto her knees. She felt a bit lightheaded, and so nourishment probably was in order. She pursed her lips around the small wound, and began to suckle at it.

“Drink gently. My son will tell you when you’ve had enough,” Jochi declared.

Sure enough, Jochi was correct. She felt better, and was able to think more clearly. Over the course of the winter, Jochi taught Sahaliyanilha the ways of the vampire in depth, describing all the facets of life as a vampire in greater depth. They shared many other stories too, and thanks to Jochi, Sahaliyanilha was likewise able to refine her Mongol, Tibetan, and Chinese skills. At the first thaw of spring, Jochi declared that it was time for Sahaliyanilha to be returned to her village. On the eve of her departure, Jochi provided her with a mission.

“In coming years,” he commanded, “Grow accustomed to your new life. When you feel comfortable with your vampirism, go to the east. Past the Amur River, to the Kingdom of the Joseon, and to the lands of the Yamato. There are lands we still have yet to reach. As a Manchu, your nomadic blood is strong. Visit villages and cities, and learn about their people. Select a sampling of the most worthy, and turn them. Plant our seeds, and help our realms spread across the world. Good luck to you.”

The necessity of a night escort courtesy of Jochi’s eldest grandson illustrated to Sahaliyanilha for the first time the real extent to which her life had been permanently, irreversibly changed. There was a new stress inspired by the first gleams of sunlight where there had once been peace. On her return to the village, she quickly volunteered for all manner of night duties, largely by insisting that she had adopted Jochi’s sleeping schedule, and found it easier to maintain it and relieve some of her clan members of inconvenient nighttime activities. On nights where she was on night watch rather than child patrol,

For twelve years, Sahaliyanilha continued these duties, and delicately evaded needing to go outside during the day, with such excuses as eye pain and exhaustion being the most common. She visited the city of Fushun on several occasions to practice her Chinese when her cousin Chieftain Taksi would visit to negotiate with the Ming, and once visited Jochi for Tsagaan Sar, but otherwise remained in the village of Hetu Ala until 1574. Every day, she would study Japanese and Korean, the languages of the two nations she was to visit. Without practice, however, she was for the time being more literate than fluent.

Finally, in the summer of 1574, she decided that she was ready to take on the task of bringing vampirism to Korea and Japan. From her readings on Korea, she decided to go to the capital of each of the Eight Provinces, and turn exactly two people. Rather than save Japan for another time, Sahaliyanilha decided that it would also be prudent to visit Japan, and adopt a similar process for the Gokishichidō. As Japan had a greater population and less defined territorial, she decided she would instead turn up to three people for each province and circuit, and would simply slowly tour the nation rather than pinpointing local capitals. Ideally, once she had identified people, she hoped to get to know them for a few years, and get them to know one another, so that a network would become established.

Before she travelled through Pyeong’an Province to Pyeongyang, the first capital, something else critical occurred to her. She had no house, and certainly no longer had any mind to seduce one out of someone. No, an alternate solution needed to be found for long-term residence. Then an idea came to her one night as she rode. As the cousin to the chieftain of the Aisin Gioro clan, she believed she could take up lodging with a local official under pretenses of friendly visit. Indeed, the pretences would likely be useful for explaining the trip to her clan as well.

She succeeded in convincing her clan to allot her resources to set off on her journey, and so Sahaliyanilha set off from Hetu Ala on the back of a young horse from the evening after the harvest was completed, with enough gifts in tow to last her the entire journey. After eight nights of travel, she set up camp within sight of Pyeongyang, and then the next night found the governor’s house. She wore her best clothes, greeted him with a polite diplomatic bow, and explained that she had “travelled long from Jurchen lands to bring goodwill and peace to the lands of Korea, courtesy of the Aisin Gioro clan.”

The old governor accepted this reason with only slight suspicion, clearly on account of the fact that she was Jurchen and quite plainly rather young-looking, but nonetheless agreed to find her lodging for as long as she wished to perform her mission. A small but well-furnished apartment was provided, and, after a few months of pleasantries and discussions, Sahaliyanilha began to attract the distinct interest of one of the younger advisors.

He introduced himself as Rhee Jeong-Hun, and invited her to live with him in lieu of staying at the city’s expense elsewhere. She, of course, accepted the man’s gracious offer, and endeavoured to maintain special level of politeness with him and his wife. Though they were both fairly young and beautiful, to Sahaliyanilha’s amazement, they lacked children. After around a year, she visited the governor less and less, until eventually stopping altogether, and was soon forgotten by all but Rhee Jeong-Hun. Instead of visiting the governor for evening meals and discussion, she would sleep during the day, cook Jeong-Hun and his wife dinner and breakfast, and by night, visit various temples, festivals, bars, and other places of congregation to find potentially suitable people to turn.

Though she encountered many interesting characters, her mind kept drifting back to the Rhees. Jeong-Hun was well-suited to administration, while Yeong was every bit as sharp as her husband. After living with them and gaining their utmost trust for two subsequent years, even being entitled the honorary aunt to their newborn twin son and daughter in her second year with them, Sahaliyanilha made a crucial decision.

On the night before Daeboreum, Sahaliyanilha and the Rhees went out to play Jwibulnori in the Rhees’ vegetable garden after the children had been put to bed. As they burned grass on the cold soil, Sahaliyanilha asked them both a simple question: “Can I trust you?”

Yeong quickly responded, “Of course. We are family now,” to which Jeong-Hun affirmed with a slightly concerned nod.

Sahaliyanilha then asked a second question, saying, “Would you both like the secret to eternal life?”

The Rhees both laughed, but humoured Sahaliyanilha, who very seriously continued. She explained that she had been gifted with this secret, and had been sent to find worthy people to share it with by the one who gave it to her. She gave them a similar talk to that which Jochi had given her many years ago, but avoided mentioning the intricacies of the society and did avoid describing the immortality as ‘vampirism.’ Their response, unlike hers, however, was not immediate. They asked for time to think. Daeboreum came and went, and finally, a day later, they agreed to be turned. Sahaliyanilha opted not to tell them the alternative.

Then and there, she turned them both. As they prepared to sleep, she informed them that they would need a recovery period, and promised to care for and teach them, and would stay with them until they had begun to adjust. By summer, she bid them farewell, and continued on to her next destination, the city of Hamhung in the Hamyong Province. There, she spent five years, and ultimately took almost 3o years to complete her mission in Korea. With vampiric foundations finally fully laid in Gyeongsan Province in the year 1603.

She continued this process across Japan, and finally returned to Hetu Ala in the year 1641. It occurred to her now that it had been nearly a century since she’d departed, and so decided to introduce herself as the granddaughter of Sahaliyanilha to her grandnephew, who she was surprised and deeply impressed to learn had declared himself Emperor of the new Qing Dynasty when she entered Mukden at the recommendation of her relatives in Hetu Ala.

For two years, she took a break from her quest, and took time to get to know her influential grandnephew, learned his hobbies, met other new members of her clan, and even partook in some of their new luxury. Though this life was pleasant, she knew deep down she still had a promise to fulfil, and so, two years later, she approached her grandnephew, and convinced him to fund an expedition to the northeast, into Evenk and Ainu territory, so that she “might continue [her] mother and grandmother’s work in displaying Qing goodwill to the east.” Of course, this was a lie, but the dedication Hong Taiji presumed a supposed near century of work from three generations ended up winning his favour, and so Sahaliyanilha obtained her supplies, and was escorted out to Evenk territory.

She spent only six months each with two Evenk tribes, and, though she considered them excellent people, opted not to turn any of them, believing them to be too nomadic to successfully work with the vampiric system. Even so, she made an excellent impression, and was gifted a domesticated reindeer on her departure. Although during her time with the Evenks, she had begun to make proper inroads into shapeshifting, the gift was nonetheless greatly appreciated. She then visited northern Sakhalin, but encountered hostility from the Nivkh, and so proceeded to the south of the island, where she began learning the Ainu language, and began travelling from village to village. By the time she reached Hokkaido, she had a reasonable command of the language, and began to make connections with the members of larger villages.

In Wakkanai, she met her first choice for turning, none other than the daughter of the village’s chieftain. After three years, she deemed the girl worthy, and moved on after an initiation process that, in truth, had scarcely changed much over the years. From Wakkanai, she travelled to Rurumoppe, and converted a successful local fisherman. Then, among the villages of the Ishikari Plain, she ended up choosing a final Ainu vampire in the form of a local chieftain, who had opened his home to her, fed her, and treated her as if she were his own blood. With this warm taste, she travelled to Honshu in the winter of 1652, and reached Nagasaki by summer of 1654, taking care to visit some of the vampires she’d turned on the way.

From Nagasaki, she decided to visit the island of Taiwan, and went with some Japanese traders to the town of Soulang, where she would stay and learn the Siraya language of the local aboriginals. She travelled to numerous local villages, and ultimately decided to turn one person from Soulang, and one from Bakloan, the two largest surviving Siraya villages under the Verenigde Dorpen. During her time in Taiwan, she also learned Dutch, and probed Fort Zeelandia and Fort Provintia for any fellow vampires. Though she found none, she did befriend a number of Dutch men and women, some of whom noted aloud that they were quite surprised to find a Jurchen in Taiwan of all places. Nonetheless, she was indeed welcomed many a night into local taverns and became friendly even with a few higher-ranked individuals.

From 1661 to 1662, the Siege of Zeelandia brought Sahaliyanilha a quandary and an opportunity. As Koxinga’s armies began to overcome the Dutch, she realised that, if she ever wished to see Europe, see with her own eyes the ancient strongholds of vampirism, and perhaps meet some ancient figures, then there was not likely to be another convenient opportunity any time soon. So, in a burst of impulse on night, she boarded a fleeing Dutch merchant ship with all of her belongings, and set sail for Jakarta. From Jakarta, she soon made it to Amsterdam, and finally set foot in Europe for the first time on Easter of 1663.

She wandered nightly in the Netherlands, and found shelter during the day. This odd behaviour did not go fully unnoticed, as finally, the Quaestor of Brussels sent and had her collected and met with her. The Quaestor of Brussels was quite curious to know as to why Sahaliyanilha was not present in any records available to him, to which Sahaliyanilha responded by explaining her story. After a discussion over tea, the two reached a mutually acceptable explanation, namely that the nature of the distant marches made communication necessarily difficult, and so the initial expansion of vampiric influences beyond the Ming and Yuan borders into Jurchen lands and beyond may well have slipped through the cracks in the tenuous Mongol communication lines. To finally remedy this crucial lack of information, they sat down with some of the latest copies of Dutch maps, pens, and paper, and spent a great deal of time reviewing Sahaliyanilha’s travels. She diligently recounted the stories of each person she’d turned, and pointed out their rough locations on the map, so that proper contact could eventually be established. Although this error in communication embarrassed Sahaliyanilha, the attention she and the Quaestor put in to fix it put her at ease. She hoped that, some time soon, the vampires she had produced would be properly integrated into vampiric society at large, a task that she had left incomplete.

The Quaestor plainly insisted she remain for at least several months, so as to monitor her, and ensure that she bore appropriate understanding of and perspective on her existence as a vampire. Sahaliyanilha made decisive use of this time restricted from travel to further her study of Dutch by diving into the language’s literature, and soon found herself expanding her interests to Latin, French, English, and the European advances in science. As she learned of European colonisation efforts in the New World, she found the accounts of the natives deeply fascinating, as they brought to mind not only her own people, but the Mongols, the Evenks, the Nivkhs, the Ainu, and the Siraya that she had spent so many years among. She imagined they surely could not have been so different. On learning from the Quaestor that the lands of the natives were a vampiric frontier, Sahaliyanilha could not help but imagine that she was spectacularly suited to helping the cause, albeit to the mixed reaction of her host.

After two years, at her host’s request, she departed, and opted to formally request entry into Amsterdam. She was permitted, and there lived until 1672, where, with the oncoming prospects of war and the reconquest of the New Netherlands, she managed to obtain transport by insisting herself to be a stranded Lenape translator, using slightly slurred Evenki to supposedly prove her legitimacy. When she arrived in New Amsterdam, she soon began to settle in, only to be uprooted by the Treaty of Westminster and an English seizure of the city. She fled to the countryside, and would slowly trek southwestwards, taking advantage of hospitality in various Lenape and eventually Powhatan villages over the course of two decades.

Eventually, she reached Cherokee territory, and nostalgic for her own civilisation, she settled. Indeed, she even married, falling emotionally for a man by the name of Yonaguska. For a time, she was happy, and on occasion, it would nearly even slip her mind that she was a vampire, not a human, and thus not truly one of them. This key disparity scratched at the foundations of her relationship, and slowly eroded its roots over the course of two decades as the young man she fell for aged while she did not. Combined with her vampiric barrenness, her marriage would eventually reach a point of disintegration, and so she departed from Cherokee lands in the late winter of 1708.

She travelled northward, and would eventually reach the Iroquois Confederacy, where she would reside amongst the Mohawks for eighteen years. Though she had turned none of the Cherokee, she did resolve to turn one member of the Mohawk tribe. Shortly after doing so, she decided to return to the European colonies, and find a fellow vampire to inform of it, not wanting to repeat previous mistakes. She headed south for the long-established city of Philadelphia, and there sought out an authority with whom to speak.

Since 1726, she has drifted on every few years between the cities of Philadelphia, New Amsterdam(Or New York, as its new inhabitants insisted upon renaming it, to her chagrin), Providence, and Boston. Sahaliyanilha currently resides in Boston. She maintains a fairly low profile with modest wealth, regarding her primary duties as done, and has endeavoured to renew her previous efforts in higher learning. She often uses her foreign appearance and fluency in indigenous tongues to present herself as a ‘noble savage,’ enabling her to act more freely without significant cost other than largely manageable prejudices. Though her interactions with non-vampires are still considerably more frequent than many of her fellows, she has made a significant effort in recent years to properly integrate herself into the Society at large, so that she might avoid trouble.

#CoB1764




This is one of the longer apps I've made, so it's a lot. I've tried to make sure everything in here is feasible, but do tell me if there are any issues. Considering this took three days to put together, I should hope it doesn't!

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Postby Of the Quendi » Sat Dec 28, 2019 5:34 am

Khasinkonia wrote:This is one of the longer apps I've made, so it's a lot. I've tried to make sure everything in here is feasible, but do tell me if there are any issues. Considering this took three days to put together, I should hope it doesn't!

Its great. Unfortunately this RP seems to have had all its life blood drained out of it.
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Postby The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune » Sat Dec 28, 2019 7:30 am

Of the Quendi wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:This is one of the longer apps I've made, so it's a lot. I've tried to make sure everything in here is feasible, but do tell me if there are any issues. Considering this took three days to put together, I should hope it doesn't!

Its great. Unfortunately this RP seems to have had all its life blood drained out of it.


Ironic.

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Postby Khasinkonia » Sat Dec 28, 2019 7:47 am

Of the Quendi wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:This is one of the longer apps I've made, so it's a lot. I've tried to make sure everything in here is feasible, but do tell me if there are any issues. Considering this took three days to put together, I should hope it doesn't!

Its great. Unfortunately this RP seems to have had all its life blood drained out of it.

Bugger all... I forgot to look at the dates on the posts. Well, back in storage with that app I suppose.

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Postby Endem » Sat Dec 28, 2019 7:50 am

Of the Quendi wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:This is one of the longer apps I've made, so it's a lot. I've tried to make sure everything in here is feasible, but do tell me if there are any issues. Considering this took three days to put together, I should hope it doesn't!

Its great. Unfortunately this RP seems to have had all its life blood drained out of it.

I'm quite confused what I'm supposed to do in IC at this point
Nothing to see here

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Postby Of the Quendi » Sat Dec 28, 2019 12:55 pm

The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune wrote:Ironic.

Little bit. ;)
Khasinkonia wrote:Bugger all... I forgot to look at the dates on the posts. Well, back in storage with that app I suppose.

I am hoping the RP might rise from the grave once the holidays are over.
Endem wrote:I'm quite confused what I'm supposed to do in IC at this point

Talk to someone perhaps? In my last post I had my character open the door for the people on the doorstep so anyone is free to enter.
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Postby Galnius » Sat Dec 28, 2019 12:58 pm

And I just entered in the IC.
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Postby Khasinkonia » Sat Dec 28, 2019 7:43 pm

In the cases above, I suppose I'll read the IC and see what I can do. By the way, would it be reasonable to assume the vampires of Boston are, for the most part, at least aware of one another, or is vampiric society even now large enough that one doesn't know everyone?
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Postby Khasinkonia » Sat Dec 28, 2019 8:06 pm

Khasinkonia wrote:In the cases above, I suppose I'll read the IC and see what I can do. By the way, would it be reasonable to assume the vampires of Boston are, for the most part, at least aware of one another, or is vampiric society even now large enough that one doesn't know everyone?

A followup question:
Lev is hosting all of the vampires in Boston, correct?

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Postby Of the Quendi » Sun Dec 29, 2019 7:27 am

Khasinkonia wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:In the cases above, I suppose I'll read the IC and see what I can do. By the way, would it be reasonable to assume the vampires of Boston are, for the most part, at least aware of one another, or is vampiric society even now large enough that one doesn't know everyone?

A followup question:
Lev is hosting all of the vampires in Boston, correct?

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Thats a bit disputed. The OP's character (Lev Vasyutin), a long time resident of Boston, greeted another longterm Bostonian Cheye's character (Nadia-Marie d'Maryvonne) as if they knew each other, but Cheye begged to differ. More recent transplants to Boston, clearly don't know anyone, so I guess its up to each individual player to decide.

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Yes.
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Postby Cheye » Sun Dec 29, 2019 4:00 pm

Of the Quendi wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:A followup question:
Lev is hosting all of the vampires in Boston, correct?

1
Thats a bit disputed. The OP's character (Lev Vasyutin), a long time resident of Boston, greeted another longterm Bostonian Cheye's character (Nadia-Marie d'Maryvonne) as if they knew each other, but Cheye begged to differ. More recent transplants to Boston, clearly don't know anyone, so I guess its up to each individual player to decide.

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Yes.


The holidays have certainly kept me busy, and sorry for any confusion this caused for anyone?

I kinda assumed it would be best for Nadia-Marie to have had very little/no contact with other vampires in the new world based on her backstory. So that she can come into the politics of this situation completely fresh. But if it has caused any problems for OP or anyone else let me know and I am happy to adjust to add a pre-existing knowledge of Lev/others? Hope the RP gets going again soon!

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Postby Khasinkonia » Sun Dec 29, 2019 4:04 pm

Of the Quendi wrote:
Khasinkonia wrote:A followup question:
Lev is hosting all of the vampires in Boston, correct?

1
Thats a bit disputed. The OP's character (Lev Vasyutin), a long time resident of Boston, greeted another longterm Bostonian Cheye's character (Nadia-Marie d'Maryvonne) as if they knew each other, but Cheye begged to differ. More recent transplants to Boston, clearly don't know anyone, so I guess its up to each individual player to decide.

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Yes.

So more or less, one can just have their character show up with the assumption they've been invited, and either chat someone else up or sit around?

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