<font color=crimson>. stained with the bloody past .</font> -- Joining

The moonless night brought little comfort to any within the lands, the barks of a nearby vixen echoing through it's chilling breeze. It was upon these nights that marvolent spirits came out to play, to see which unknowing mortal they could pull a prank on. But it wasn't long until the wind ceased it's blow, all sounds fading away into the background as a sudden silent took over the midnight lands.

Up from within the soil of the earth an unknown mist seeped forth, swirling around itself whilst it rose higher and higher into the air. Onward it rose, a soft glow of deep red tinging it as it halted it's growth about 6 and a half feet in the air. And there is dwelled, the misty form, composing itself into something more. With each passing moment the form became more clear, a solid body taking the place of the mists. Minutes passed, and it was then that all was dark again, the glow having ceased, and the mists having finally transformed. There stood in it's wake a man in the complete darkness, lucid eyes of grey looking out into the blackness, form becoming cold from the inside out.
He had finally awoke once more... after so many years... He was again amongst the living.

Called

Farrow Restruk

Aged

260,870 years

Gendered

Male

Cursed

A mixture of an angel and vampire, an oxymoronic being. Because of this, I am only able to dwell within the light for a couple hours at a time, then I must return to the darkness of my father. Though my abilities well extend from a spiritual drain, to healing.

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If I find any of my things stolen (html, picture or otherwise) or used without my permission, I will track you down, corner you in your room in the darkness of the midnight, press a yataghan against your throat, tell you to go fuck yourself, and that ravage your soul and offer the remains of your body to my dark lord and master. So stinkin' fuck off!