Viper

Known Name: Damien Michaux

Nickname: Viper

Birthplace: Bucharest, Romania

Birth Date: Winter 1459 Embraced: Fall 1486

Clan: Ravnos Generation: 5th
Sire: Tatiana Silivasi (deceased) Childe: Katya Michaux

Height: 6'4" Weight: 225 lbs

Markings: Visible to the average person would be two sleeves of tattoos covering both arms. But there's plenty more on him covering most of his upper chest, his entire back and most of both legs. Piercings adorn both ears.

Fluent in several languages: Romanian, English, Russian, Japanese, Latin, Italian, Greek, French, Spanish, and perhaps a few more.

Songs: "Master of Puppets" - Metallica,
"Widowmaker" & "Wild Child" - W.A.S.P.
"Something Wicked This Way Comes" - Wolfpac

Quote:
"God, please forgive me for all I have done and some of what I am about to do."

It is only one who is thoroughly acquainted with the evils of war that can thoroughly understand the profitable way of carrying it on.
-Sun Tzu, the Art of War

Bestow rewards without regard to rule, issue orders without regard to previous arrangements; and you will be able to handle a whole army as though you had to do with but a single man.
- Sun Tzu

The difficulty of tactical maneuvering consists in turning the devious into the direct, and misfortune into gain.
- Sun Tzu

Alluara Marisal Michaux
Ghoul,Confidant

Arabella "Wolf" Siracusa
"Bella"

The clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy, but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.
- Sun Tzu

Bio:
Well, here we are... you and I. Are you just so happy you could shit? That's what I thought. I'm not real thrilled about it myself. However the "powers-that-be" have commanded I give you a little history lesson about sweet little ol' me. So, let's humor the bitch.

Who am I?
If I decide I like you, Damien Michaux or Viper. If I don't trust you or think you're a pathetic meatsack, well, you'll know me by some fake name I conjure up. Which will be determined by the mood I'm in when we meet. Even if I like you, you still will not have been given my true name. Other than my human family and friends, which are all dead now (yes, of natural causes! Geezus!), only my sire knew my given name.

Where am I from?
Can you not read? Scroll back and read the stats. Lazy bastard.

How did I get to be a vampire?
Seriously? You've got to be shitting me. If you don't know the mechanics of that scenario by now then it's time for you to get off your ass and go read some books. You know, the classics...Anne Rice, Bram Stoker, etc. Search the damn web for Christ's sake.

The general who advances without coveting fame and retreats without fearing disgrace, whose only thought is to protect his country and do good service for his sovereign, is the jewel of the kingdom.
Sun Tzu

Well, dammit! You're still here. Why? Oh, I see. It's not the literal "how" but rather how did I let myself get bit to begin with, isn't it? Well, that took a bit of brilliance on my part. Seems I have a thing for the ladies and my prowling ways caught the eye of a rather gorgeous raven-haired gypsy. Only this one had a really bad bite. I had actually made it into my late 20's without ever getting saddled with a wife.

How bizarre is that for someone from the 15th century? Granted I was due one but I never wanted that life. I'm gypsy after all. Yeah, I know. Gypsies have families too but I never wanted that. Though it is entirely possible that there might have been a birth or two caused by my seed-spreading ways. I was more interested in wandering, seeing where the road would lead. Which is how I met my sire.

I

had wandered down the wrong road day. It took me into a rather infamous town known for the worst sorts of people but I wasn't afraid. Not me. I was too stupid back then to be afraid. So I went into the local tavern, got a bit tanked up on mead, flirted with the busty wenches... err, I mean waitresses. My usual, you know? It was just a little harmless groping. How was I to know that the pretty blonde was actually the owners daughter? Why was it my fault that her breasts were heaving out the top of her bodice?

Was I really to blame for wanting to sample them? Guess I was because before I knew it, her father and her three brothers hauled me outside and beat the living shit out of me. Thank the gods I was drunk or it would have hurt more at the time. Trust me, I hurt plenty the next day... couple fractured ribs, broken arm, two black eyes, broken nose, busted mouth. Yeah, I was beautiful.

But one of those unsavory types who had witnessed it all had been that gorgeous raven-haired woman I mentioned before. I don't know what it was but she saw something in me. Something that made her take me in and heal me up. Though fatten me up might be more accurate since I unknowingly became a form of dinner from there on out for a while. Ignorant me thought she was just slightly twisted in the way she liked her sex. Little did I know that I was providing her sustenance. I was her sure thing and she was mine. Or so I thought.

<<To be continued...>>

All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree,
the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

"I would have been better pleased if you had never made such promises than that you should have made them and not performed them. . ."

"When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul

It always comes as a surprise
When I feel my withered roots begin to grow

Well I never had a place that I could call my very own

That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home"

When a thing is done, advice comes too late.

A very great vision is needed and the man
who has it must follow it as the eagle seeks
the deepest blue of the sky.

True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.

I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old.

Love is like war,
Easy to begin but hard to end.

My love for you is a journey;
Starting at forever,
And ending at never.

If I know what love is,
It is because of you.

The only things in life you regret,

Are the risks that you didn't take.