#vampire lsrpg

You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth but also taught how to steal them from others before you could walk. Seeing both sides of the world has shown you your privilege and what it has taught you is that you had to give back. How lucky are you to know how to play on both sides of the fence.

War is the death of many but it was the rebirth of her.

A complacent life with a husband and child was one she never wanted for herself but she eased into the role seamlessly. Despite that, she’s certain her life didn’t really start until she had her first kill. War brought her the passion her life had been lacking and New Naraya took that away. The illusion of peace has kept any wars from forming and without her son, all she has left is the thrill of battle. New Naraya has brought new challenges; she knows how to fight on the field but will she win the battle within?

He didn’t think he’d ever have to find out what kind of a man he was without blood staining his waters and spears constantly aimed at his back. New Naraya has taught him that even in peace there is uncertainty. Some are excited to be gone from the Spider Wars but but he knows in only the way a man molded by war can… It’s only a matter of time until the next person cracks and sends their new land into turmoil.                                       

You hold a needle the way some hold a sword; tightly with calloused palms from years of use, fiercely, and with the intention of doing something great. Of course your definition of greatness isn’t quite the same as other’s, though it’s enough for you. Besides, how many can say their art is immortalized forever, the ink branded into skin and brought to life? But your talent could only take you so far and the life you’ve built, the product of years of hard work and loans accumulated over time. It isn’t the most glamorous but it’s yours and no one can take that from you.

He didn’t think he’d ever have to find out what kind of a man he was without blood staining his waters and spears constantly aimed at his back. New Naraya has taught him that even in peace there is uncertainty. Some are excited to be gone from the Spider Wars but but he knows in only the way a man molded by war can… It’s only a matter of time until the next person cracks and sends their new land into turmoil. 

                                       (And he can’t wait)

Slow. Slow. Quick, Quick, Slow. Breathe - Smile.

Slow. Slow. Quick,  Quick, Slow. Breathe. Smile.

Life is monotonous for Kitsune who aren’t continuously part of some joke or well meaning trick, but he likes his life the way it is; full of shades of red and yellow. ’Enjoy the little things in life’ he was told once and he takes the advice to heart. Let him laugh, let him love, let him dance and he’ll gratefully spin all the bad things into gold.

“Smile - New Naraya is the second chance you almost missed out on“

That’s what she is most often told when questioning anyone on their old home. Some entertained her curiosity; after all though she didn’t remember much, Naraya was where this version of her was born. But she’s tired of the lies and doubts everything. Was Naraya really unfit to live on anymore? Is there anything left? Nymphs are a curious bunch by their very nature and she knows if she digs deep enough she’ll uncover a multitude of secrets.

His family’s legacy sits upon his shoulders as the last male - but it’s a legacy that is no longer needed. He remembers things in vivid flashes, the steel of a longsword as it clashed against a shield, his father who was so very tall that he had to crane his neck upwards until it popped just to look him in the face. Those days are gone, replaced by never ending training. The last male to a family of guardians but… in times of peace what is there to guard?