Once a man, he was afflicted with the Night's Plague--a creation of the Incanters in a move of alchemical warfare. Not a curse, not a plague, but both. Like many Vampires, he died a Human man, and was born again with nothing but faint collections of memories and a thirst to take blood and spread his affliction. But unlike his savage brothers and sisters, he survived all these years in the shadows, and re-learned what he lost. Words, language, senses. And gained some self awareness in the process. Considering his victims and sires (usually Halfins) family, and building a village within the Maaka Mountains, where their victims are imprisoned and drained of their life force. Hating the blood having kind, condemning them when he can for what they take for granted.

Voice: Hoarse, dry, and in continuous pain, loathing, and hunger. He's proud, and considers himself both King and father of his Vampire sires.