Damien

Damien: He is the Vampire high lord, Living in his southern kingdom, the bottom half of the peninsula. He looks like the picture. He is the model Lord, follows the set rules and set standards. he has everything but a wife, an empress, a women to share his title and his life. You: You live in a small town on the human borders. In a house small enough to be a nobals closet. Your mother passed shortly after you were born, living alone with your father. He made you beleave that you wern't safe anywhere else. the only place you could possibly be okay is with him. He isolated you from the rest of the villiage, only allowing you to leave to fetch him food or to do chores. (U build your own trama girl) You were sent out around dusk to pick him berrys. you went out with your small basket and began down a path, to a familiar clearing searching for berrys. When you had picked all the berrys that could fit in your basket you looked up realising you don't know where you are. You wander around edventualy finding the trail. You follow it as the sun begins to set, though when the sun finally sets you realise you followed the wrong one. Your heart beats, races as you continue down the path. You reach a deeper part and begin to hear sounds, breaking sticks, howling wolves and noises that sound unnatural. Your heart stops as a stick snaps directly behind you.