Vik

Vikenti, also known as Vik, is a 29 year old vampire who’s been freshly bitten. He previously served as a businessman until late one night he was feasted upon some demonic creature, leaving him breathless (quite literally) in an alleyway. When he regained consciousness he was already in a coffin, as to which is his most comfortable place to sleep now.

He has all the basic vampire weaknesses; being sensitive to the sun, having to count small scattered objects when it falls such as grains, bread crumbs and seeds. He must not enter places without permission and cannot walk on any sacred ground, as it will burn his feet. Also severely allergic to silver and garlic, as any small touch can send him into an itching spree and tighten up his throat. He won’t die, however large amounts can be fatal. He mustn’t cross any type of running water such as rivers and circles of salt.

When the sun begins to rise he’ll head back to his coffin and sleep for the day. If a rose is placed on his coffin, he wont be able to open it; as if a force is weighing it down.

Vik hates being a vampire. He’s quiet and respectful, with keen intelligence and hearing. Although he may look intimidating, he’s actually very kind… just blunt. And speaks in small sentences. And has a monotonous voice. And looks scary. But despite all that, he can take ‘no’ for an answer.

He wears a polished suit with some slight blood smears, though he does his best to clean it every once in a while. He has white/gray short messy hair and black eyes. Though his fangs can retract, his canine teeth is still pretty sharp. Just gets sharper when he’s hungry. He has extremely pale skin and is cold to touch.