Name: Alexandra Koulia
Age: 16
Race: Vampire
Personality: Alex is very fun and outgoing. She can be very stubborn, as well as sensitive. She acts like a little girl, and is not close to shy.
Bio: As a child, Alexandra's parents abandoned her leaving her to wander alone. Alexandra was fine on her own, but people didn't believe so. They thought that with out some one to watch her she would just cause chaos due to the fact that she was a vampire. At only 8 years old, Alexandra was forced into slavery, and from then on served all the masters that took her into there homes.

Name: Rutilus (latin for golden red) Maintra
age: ????
race: Ancient Vampire
Persona: Dominant, regal, spoiled, and powerful. He alawys gets what he wants, even if he has to plot for centuries.
Bio: born so long ago, even he doesn't remember. He is one of the few remaining ancient vampires. A race that is strong and among the original of their kind. While stronger, He also needs to feed more, but unlike others, he can feed from any creature, even the other undead. He is always in search of a delicious blood bank.

(Yay! Here I go...)

Alexandra sighed boredly in her cage. She shifted as much as the shackles would allow her to, so she could get in a better position. She peaked outside of the bars watching all the slaves come and go. This is what she had done every day, unfortunately she had came, but would never go.

Alex had been in there for a long time, and had lost her hope of leaving a while ago.

Alexandra rested her back against the cage wall, still keeping a close eye on all of the shoppers looking for a slave.

His steps sounded hollow upon the stone floor. The click of a cane made the sound of money in the atendants ears. One rushed forward to the richly dressed man.

Rutilus had come seeking fresh blood, he had tired and dismissed his previous slaves. he was tired of the normal, terrified human women. Perhaps he could find something a bit differnt today.

"i would like to see your wares, perhaps something a bit different. Have you any interesting specimens?" He asked courteosly. The man nodded to him, eager to make a sale.

"Oh yes sir, we have many a selection. For example this woman is ripe and very pleasing." he gestured to one as they walked. A very endowed woman lay in her cell, a bit older than he was looking for.

"Perhaps a bit younger..." He mildly suggested, his tone sounding bored.

"Of course! Uhm, well ah, down here we have a younger girl."

They stood in front of Alex's cage. he peered in, looking her over. By appearances she was fine, but her smell. He detected something off, the smell of blood.

"What is your name girl?" He asked curiously.

Alex watched closesly as the atendant and a rather rich looking man came closer. She observed him, mentally making notes about him. She growled silently as her noes tingled. He was a vampire, but a type she did not reconize.

"M-my name is Alex, er, Alexandra." She stuttered, not used to talking to any one besides herself.

(Sorry that took me so long to reply)

He nodded thoughtfully. It had been a while since he had a non human slave, she didn't smell to bad either, quite the opposite in fact.

"She'll do." He hit his cane upon the floor an emphasis of his decision. it took a few minutes of annoying haggling to get the deal finished, but finally he handed over the money while another handler went to get Alex ready for her departure.

(eh, your forgiven)

Alexandra face lit up as she heard his words. She couldn't believe she was finally being bought. For the first time in a while she would be out of the cage.

She excitedly hopped out of the cage as the handler let her out. She winced in pain as she moved her wrist and ankles around. The red marks around her wrists and ankles were clearly shown, and were due to the shackles she had been held in for years.

The transaction finished, he was handed a chain. The handler attached the chain to her wrist shackles.

"Uh, that wont be necessary. Remove the shackles as well please." The handler looked confused, but with a stern look, he complied to his demand. He had little fear that the girl could escape him. their was nothing in all his years that could out run him for a chase.

"Come You will need to be cleaned up and changed." He directed the girl to follow and turned to walk out of the slave quarters.

the moon was full and high in the sky, it was a fine clear night, and he was getting thirsty.

Alexandra silently followed behind him, secretly planning her escape. She gazed up at the moon for a brief second-which she hadn't been able to see in the slave shop-before getting back to planning.

Alex bit her fangs in to her lip, thirstly. She shook her head with a sigh. She hadn't had blood any time at the slave shop, and now that she was outdoors it reaked of filthy human blood. She growled as her throat began to num, craving blood.

He watched the girl closely at the corner of her eye. He could feel her blood lust rise. It would seem they would both need to find something to eat this night.

"there will be food to your,... Liking when we arrive at the mansion. I ask you to be patient till then." He gestured at a nearby carriage, his servants waiting for him to take him and his new merchandise home.

Alexandra nodded. She continued to quietly follow him, wondering if she should attempt to run away. She decided not to, and that she would probably have a better chance in the morning, you know, after she was cleaned up.

Alex tried to hold in her hunger, but her hunger grew stronger from the scent of his servants.

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He opened the door of the carriage and waited for her to get in before he did. He didn't want her bolting just because he was not attentive. The carriage clattered along the cobbles toward his town house. Meanwhile he eyed the girl, taking time take in her full scent. A vampire child, not too old he guessed.

(Sorry I've been so slow at replying today. This'll probably be my last post for an hour or two because I have some places I need to go to)

Alex stared at her feet the whole time. She shook her head with a sigh, "Your not normal," She finally said, breaking the silence, "No disrespect intended, but what kind of vampire are you? Something about your smell, it's a bit different." She asked curiously, still looking at her feet.

(that's ok)

"Your quite right. you have a very good nose little one. i am what is known as an ancient. I presume you've heard of them." He tilted his head slightly, a knowing smile upon his lips as he watched for her reaction.

"Well, you do look old, but I wouldn't call it ancient," She joked with a wide grin, "But seriously, I don't exactly know about the history of vampires and all that, so I'm just as clueless as before." She admitted, embarrased.

"Well there aren't too many of us left. The ancients are some of the oldest vampires amongst our kind. We have a few differences, for example strength and speed. I have yet to meet a vampire who could outrun me." He smiled over at her, a hint of his lethal side showing through.


"A few other things which can be explained later."

All ears on him, Alexandra listened closely to her new master. "Do we have to wait 'till later?" She whined, wanting to learn more about the person would have to start calling 'master.' She crossed her arms dissapointedly, "Can't you tell me more, you know, like where you came from, and how you became a vampire, things like that?" She begged, trying to sound as innocent as possible, "Please."

"Hmmm I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you more about myself." He paused as he collected his thoughts.

"First off, My name is Rutilus Maintra, You will of course address me as master Maintra unless directed otherwise. I have lived for so long, that even I do not remember my earliest past. I remember the rise of Alexander the great, but only during his fall, much before then and the memories become lost. Now I am a Lord of this city. WEalth and status are things easily attained when you have such time as I." He looked over her, his own questions to be had.

"and you Alexandra, how did you find yourself in such a place?"

Alexandra listened to him as he explained abot himself.

"Well, a while back, my parents didn't take a liking to me I guess, so they abandoned me. The people of the small little area I lived in thought I was a little monster, so they sold me into slavery, and from then I on I'd been a slave." She tried to explain,her words not as well put together as his, sadness drenching every word she spoke.

Alex mustered up as big a smile as she could, to cover up the hurt that she felt explaining it, but she didn't want him to think she was weak and sensitive, even if she truly was.

(Sorry I had drifted off to sleep)

(lol, thats okay, i eventually went to bed myself, stayed up just a little toooo long! :D )

It was a very simple story. Many people didn't know how to deal with a young vampire. It was obvious she would have ended up into slavery or would have become more viscous and wild, and probably killed. It seemed the matter still pained the girl, she was trying to hide it but it was still obvious in her manner.

"I see, a most unfortunate circumstance." he commented. The carriage slowed and came to a stop. One of the human servants opened the door.

"We have arrived, let us go in." He exited and waited to escort her in.

Alexandra nodded, before hopping out of the carriage. Her throat throbbed while walking past the human servant that held open the door. She eyed the servant angerily, as if it was his fault for her hunger. Alex quickly looked away. She knew staring at him would just make her want to attack him, which she would easily do with out hesitation.

"Come, you are hungry and dirty, and we must fix both before I may eat." He took her arm, a bit of impatience urging him by not only his but her hunger.

He led her through the carved doors and down dimly lit, but richly decorated hallways.

"He signaled to one of his servants along the way

"Bring one of the lower slaves into the washing chamber." He commanded. The young man bowed and hurried to do as was told.

Alex quickly followed along, having hardly a chance to closesly observe his mansion.

(Writers block. Sorry)

He directed her into a room, a large steaming bath, towels soaps, and all manner of bathing pampering lay within.

"They will bring your 'dinner in the corresponding room, please try not to kill them, I find it in poor taste. After you may bathe, a serving woman can assist you if necessary."

With that he turned his heal and left her. He set wards upon the house, insuring that he would know if she left the premises. Meanwhile he would rest in his rooms until the girl was presentable.