My story starts long, long ago. Kinda like star wars. In this instance, you should probably know that I am over 6,000 years old. I am a vampyre with crimson hair and sea blue eyes. I have a scar spanning the length of my face, from hairline to my chin. I obtained this scar from my mother. She noticed my twin sister, Ardra, and I both had been born vampyres. She was a human, and her husband a human as well. Ardra didn't show any signs of vampyrism at this point, just myself. She tried to murder me, but my father caught her in the act. My father is a man of much elegance. As he stole my sister and I away from the small town we lived in, he raised us to be seclusive and not talk to anybody.
After years of wandering around with my sister, we stumbled upon an Alchemist named Vidal. He taught us tons of Alchemy procedures as well as magical creations. That is how I managed to make my companion, Artemis. She is a solid jet black wolf with bright white eyes. Dont be alarmed, she only attacks on my command.
After this my sister and I met a friend. His name was Nichi, and his brother Aj. They taught me my swordsman skills, and the ability to chop my enemies down with 1 swift movement. Even though my sister and I ended up killing them, it was nice that they took the time to teach us. I might have raised them from the dead, but that seemed like too much work to do.
As a result of these years of training, I was able to over throw the kingdom my mother and father lived in. My sister became Queen ,while i reined over the land as her General.
I am able to raise the dead to attack others, I am also very skilled at stealthily taking down my enemys. I probably have already infiltrated your command base without your knowledge.
Also did I mention that I don't need this job? I just want it. So give it to me. I can already tell you I am your best canidate. Look at the rest of these losers.
Thank you for listening to this boring story, I hope to hear when I start. (less)
