TEPHER

Tepher is a weird one, that's what his mother used to say back in the days of the plague.
Always the first in his little tribe to run off and annoy the gaiji. Always the first in
trouble with the law. Always the first to find a major score. Wild even by Romani standards.

It wasn't till the year of 1344, when while looking for some curing roots to help his ailing
tribesmen, did Tepher's curiousity truly get the better of him. Venturing further off the path than perhaps was wise, Tepher became lost in the woods as the sun set and the trees closed in around him. Thinking himself an elder (he was a good looking 17 yr old and we all know how smart teenagers are), Tepher decided to camp for the night, then find his way back in the morning. Starting a fire and scrounging for edible berries, Tepher laid down for the night.

The moon was full and his snores filled the gaps of sound between the nocturnal birds and
insects, drawing the attention of a beautiful woman also wandering about the forest. Hungry
herself, she followed the sound hoping to find some company and perhaps a quick meal. As she approached his makeshift campsight, she was awestruck by the figure resting so peacefully. Never one to miss an opportunity for some fun, she started blowing in his ear and whispering softly to him. Tepher awoke with a start, and that's not all (he was 17 remember). Somewhat embarrassed he blushed slightly and backed slowly away from the stranger.

"Calm thyself, young sir. I mean you no harm, just looking for some company and a smile bite to quench myself of the hungerpangs," The stranger said softly.

"Company I can provide, but food, I'm afraid I have none of. But allow me to introduce myself I am called Tepher of the Perintius tribe. Merry Meet stranger."

"And I am called Blooddoll(this may change if I find out that someone else embraced him, I
don't remember right now). Alas I have been wandering so long, I remember naught even of
the people I come from. Perhaps you could help me in another way, sir Tepher."

With that Blooddoll bared her fangs and rushed towards Tepher with such speed that the youth
stood no chance to dodge whatsoever. As she drained him, he became so peaceful that she
pulled away momentarily to look deep into the eyes of her tenacious prey. A simple glance into his eyes revealed the spark of a life that seemed too bright to kill.

She smiled, licking a stray drop of life off of his neck.

"The mighty Romani have produced a fine specimen here," Blooddoll remarked. "But what to do with it, that becomes the question of the evening. Have you any thoughts on the matter good sir?"

Tepher struggled to regain his bearings and, after failing, produced such a smirk on his face that the forest was suddenly filled with the sound of undead laughter.

"So that's to be it, eh? (suddenly she's canadian lol)" And with that she drained Tepher to the point of death.

So then Tepher's a vamp cause she made him and he's been wandering around ever since and I'll finish this when I'm good and damn ready... any questions?

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