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Craven's profile
*I.E. There are two craven's and I will put both here- one is a priest- a druid, of the highest order- this is a vampire. I don't do vampire, so I am making him a cerial killer of types enjoy* Name: Craven Drummond
Age: appears about 35, his actual age is unknown, but he is beyond ceturies old.
Race: Vampire
Sex: Male
Personality: Arrogant and lustfilled, Craven doesn't just call him self the hunter, he hunts down his prey and plays with them. He is sadistic, the villian for the most part and the head wanted by most bounty hunters and assassins, because he likes to kill their family members for sport.
Apperance: 
He dresses like the shadows he lives within. Black leather and denim. A gunholster about his waist for his assault rifle, and at his chest for his twin desert eagles. A black leather trench floats down to his feet and acts as a pair of wings. His eyes are a void of emotion except when he is about to kill. They are white, solid in color, and change to a bitter blood red. His hair is long to the middle of his back and jet black.
Weapons: Two desert eagles. an Assault rifle. His strength and fangs.
Powers: He has a way with seduction one would say. He get's to you, by finding your greatest love, seducing them and killing them, in a bloody mess.
Type of Fighter: Destructive- there are no more words for his powers.
Bio (preferably shortened): Turned in the age of the black death, they say he was a viking warrior, a black scot that traveled through the norse country and ate his men through the bitter cold and the lack of food. He became a murder of drastic measure, stories of his plots, like legends of the past and filling case reports now in the present. He does his killing for the pure joy of the kill and the hunt. He attacks his victims if their family line includes one vampire hunter or a hunter of any sort, just so the thrill of the kill will be more enjoyable and the hunt goes on. Not only will he kill but he finds sport in others hunting him. His biggest conquest, Theodora Monri, after killing her sister Shelagh, draining her elven life blood and taking on the power of a Fire mage, he now follows Theodora, tempting her to use her sword. A game of cat and mouse.
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