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Prince Victor
In a world ruled now by a vampire population it is down to a strong pure line to up hold the best interests of there population.
Victor was born pure blood, the eldest of his family he is next in line for this fathers throne. He is strong willed and popular amongst his kind, a great leader as well as hunter the world filled with beasts, he enjoyed the thrill of the hunt.
He stands tall good posture as it should be, his ebon black hair running like a water fall down to his waist he choice of attire is dark leather easy to move in as well as to hide within the shadows a perfect combination.
He thrives for his own way of life as well as the best interests of his own, but his pride and greed get in the way. His eyes wonder in search of a body and mind that would compliment his own though due to his strong blood line it was not his choice on who he would wed.
His flirtatious nature and gentlemen like behaviour making him popular with both ladies and men he enjoyed a good glass of wine or blood alongside a lit cigarette as he of course had no worry of such things being bad for him.
voice
His tone of voice was smooth like velvet pleasant to the ears
scent
A heavy sent of cologne surrounds him, it had a exotic scent it filled the air thick but pleasant almost hypnotic or maybe it was just him.
Attire
He choice of clothing would almost always be tight leather, long thigh high boots brass buckles attached to the sides.
His signature long trench coat would always been seen gracing his figure when ever he leaves the mansion. The fabric jet black fitted for easy movement.
Inside his choice of attire was much more elegant, soft dark leather trousers and thigh high boots still on show though his torso was fitted with a cotton shirt long sleeved, the ends laced to match the collar. A large Rudyard was fitted to the collar it glistening under the moons light.
His coat was tailored to fit every corner, the fabric embroidered with delicate rises, layers of fabric all ebon in colour flow from underneath. When he walks the trail ghosts behind him flowing with his hair adding to his elegance.
