#oc: Dorian

[dyrdeer]

Can furries have body hair??

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DORIAN VASILE answering to @thebramblewood vampire calling 🦇

Mr. Vasile is undoubtedly the classic vampire stereotype, born as such, without having been transformed, so the purest blood runs in his veins. Many will think that he spends his eternity filled with luxuries, but the reality is that he lives removed from most of society, even his peers, and only goes out when his hunger is stronger than his resistance. He lives retired in a small house that anyone could mistake for a ruin, devoured by vegetation and covered with creaking wood. However, his exile, strange as it may seem, is voluntary. Before the tragedy he used to be an acclaimed figure among vampire society, he had large networks of contacts since his knowledge is immense, Dorian took advantage of his eternity to hone his skills in any field. But his big mistake was love. He fell in love with a human, a human who was scared of his true form and ran away without knowing that he would be caught by Dorian's enemies, jealous of his knowledge. At that moment Dorian lost his great and only love and, although he has more than enough power to regenerate himself, he keeps the scar on his face as a memory of that moment.

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Just some portraits of my babies

[daseiins]

Hi I love strange, sad conjurers SO much can you tell me more about Dorian please<3

YES ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!!!!!!

Dorian’s a total nepo baby who got into Ravenwood because his parents are rich from producing weapons for the Marleybone army and it only kind of shows

He’s got the worst rbf and very rarely talks to people unless they speak to him first, which is super convenient because he works in the Wizard City library to have access to the good textbooks

His boyfriend Lance is his exact opposite in every way—a loud, energetic and friendly storm wizard that everyone seems to know about—but they make it work, especially when they’re fighting together

I also think he rides horses with his two younger sisters. His parents definitely have a ranch property in Avalon or Wallaru or something

Speaking of his little sisters, as the scion of bartleby he’s constantly telling them *not* to be like him. Post graduation his only advice to his sisters going to Ravenwood was to take more classes so Ambrose can’t send you on “extracurricular adventures”

I think him and Cyrus get along well after Dorian grows out of the Gifted Kid Anxiety™️ and they definitely have tea and talk shit together

[memento-morri-writes]

happy sts! going to ask a dnd themed question because I get to play dnd tomorrow: if someone cast phantasmal killer on your main cast, what would they each see?

BECK, I FUCKING LOVE YOU (/platonic). I also get to play dnd tomorrow (Rook's game for the first time in 5 weeks!!), and also played dnd last night. I'm going to answer for both some writing OCs and some dnd OCs, because well, that's how my brain works.

Rook would see, well, a lot of things. There's too many options. He basically gets attacked by a non-(physically)-damaging version of Phantasmal Killer every night anyways bc of the demon lord curse he has. One of the most common reoccurring ones though is his own party members hurting him. In a combat scenario, the most likely things to show up would probably be very similar to his hallucination (extreme tw for gore and maybe body horror), except they'd be physically trying to kill him instead of just berating him verbally. Another strong contender (and probably the go-to before the events of the campaign) would be Olvar, the goliath boatswain who physically enacted a lot of Rook's torture during his initial time on the Sea Snake.

Carrion, my tiefling/shifter barbarian, also has several options. He could see monstrous, mutated versions of his parents (who he hopes died when the meteor hit, rather than suffering this exact fate), transformed by the Delirium of Drakkenheim until they're barely recognizable. He could also see the same for his former mentor Theodore, but more likely he would see Theodore alive and well, prepared to kill him without mercy, calling him a monster, an abomination that needs to be purged.

As for actual writing OCs, let's get into those guys:

Before the events of ATQH, Fallon would probably see her father, Wymond. His betrayal directly resulted in the death of Fallon's mother, and she's had many nightmares about him returning to finish her off. After Act 3, of ATQH, it would more likely be Lavinia, but an unsettling version of her, ever so slightly wrong in some way.

Kristopher could see a version of the assassin who tried to kill him as a child, distorted by over 15 years and many nightmares. (Children's (And adults', tbh) memory can be very... malleable, especially when it comes to traumatic events.)

Dorian might see echoes of his own shadow magic turned against him. Made to kill as everyone so fears shadow magic's nature to be. Maybe shadowy hounds, wolf-like in nature, not so different from the ones that roamed around the tower where he was kept.

Theo might see visions of people they've healed, but as it turns out they failed to truly save them. Now they're corpses or husks of who they used to be, eager to extract revenge on the one who failed them, or maybe even caused them to be stuck in this state.

[gorbalsvampire]

Clarimonde Explains It All

She’s not what I expected.

You say “elder vampire lady” to me and I’m picturing floor-length crimson ballgowns, nails and cheekbones you could cut yourself on, lips the only thing about her with any colour in it.

Clarimonde is five-five of boho chic; dress over jeans, big hat on the back of her chair, OG Doc Martens she's not been assed to lace up all the way. She does have long nails, but I’m pretty sure they’re fakes. There’s a tiny glass on the table in front of her, and it’s empty; can she keep it down?

She leans back to air-kiss Dominique, real old-school mwah-mwah lovely-to-see-you-babe; introduces herself in French, and smiles when I stutter my way through my je m’appelles and have to say in English, “but everyone except my mum calls me Tish.”

“Tish. My pleasure. So, why has Dominique brought you to see another old lady?”

Dominique glances at me — permission granted — and I explain there’s something I’m not getting from her and she thought hearing it in another voice would be good for me.

“I’ve lived a very boring life, my dear. Dominique has been around the world three times and left a trail of nonsense in her wake, what could I —“

“It’s the way you tell it,” says Dominique, rolling her eyes. “And of the two of us, who’s been on television?”

It’s Clarimonde’s turn to roll her eyes, and she does it with a little sniff that’s much more my idea of “elder vampire.”

“I was immortalised without my permission,” says Clarimonde. “You shouldn’t let poets lie to you, Tish; they tell you that you’ll live forever, they neglect to mention ‘as a petty pretty monster who leads innocent young men around by their dicks and away from God’. It could be worse; look what happened to poor Louis and his confessional. How many books of revision to his life story are there, now?”

“For real? The guy from —“

“Yes. The first at least is a true story. There’s a grain of truth at the bottom of all the stories. For instance; mine is truly the world’s oldest profession. I liked being called a ‘courtesan’, I wasn’t keen on ‘moll’, ‘whore’ has always been an insult…”

“What do you think of ‘sex worker’?” It’s out of my mouth before I know what I’m saying. Go for woke, I guess.

“Matter of fact, boring — but honest, which has its charms.” She smiles. “But — to stay on topic, because Dominique is making the face,” and she is, “let me forestall the inevitable question. Him too, and he was a piece of work.”

“The thing Clarimonde does so well,” Dominique explains from her end of the sofa, “is talk about men.”

“About a specific class of people,” says Clarimonde, and her pout looks like she wants to poke her tongue out of it. “Mostly men, who did awful things, frequently to women, and who happened to be like us. I’ve collected vampire stories ever since I was in one, and for the longest time they all had something in common. Take Dracula. Born in the fifteenth century. In the nineteenth, he re-emerges with a grand plan; he’ll move himself to what he’s been told is the greatest city on Earth and he’ll re-invent himself as a modern monster. What does he do when he gets there? Obsess over the first girl he gets his teeth into, and stalk his solicitor’s wife to punish the man for escaping, or whatever mad reason he had. Not just a monster but a failure. Why do you think that happens?”

“He’s got really poor impulse control?”

“And you said she didn’t get it.” Clarimonde laughs behind her hand, and for a second I can see her in costume-drama gear, peeking over a fan. “He’d been around too long. Once he’d been an empire-builder, and he remembered being that, but — did he really remember? Can the mind hold on to what it was five hundred years ago? Four hundred? When we cheat ourselves and say we were better people as little girls, from only ten or twenty years away?”

“I get it,” I say, practically talking over her. “I think. You’re saying he was trying to be who he thought he was, what history said he was. But really, he was… just a vampire.”

“And what a piece of work is a vampire?” she purrs, declaiming at her little glass. “Just a being who thirsts. A paragon of animals. Over time, we forget what else we were. Dominique brought you to me because I’m old. Because there are so few older. I’m a simple girl at heart; I take money and a little blood from people who have both to spare. It’s a simple rule, and it’s not a big plan, and it’s not much to hold on to.

“I keep my memories in stories. I don’t know if I’ve always looked this way, or if I saw that girl pretending to be me and made myself like her. Do you know Louis went back to his maker in the end? After everything he told, everything in that book, he went back on bended knee because he’d started to believe what was made up about him afterwards. He went back to a man he’d tried to kill and he thought he was in love. But he’s still alive, and he’s doing no harm to anyone but himself. And maybe one day I’ll wake up with a rosary in my hand and a pretty boy in my bed and I’ll hope to God he paid for it. That’s what happens when we live too long, Tish. We start believing what they say about us.”

One of the core impulses behind Bloodspell was "literary vampires are real but the version of their stories you get is off." Deconstructing the vampire as antagonist/romantic hero, y'know?

[dumb-butt-with-a-sword]

Dorian, stop chomping on your boyfriend.

He needs his blood.

You're not even a vampire!

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All of these men are by @fl0ptrait XD i can't help it i am obsessed with all of them... i keep hoarding more. soooo why not do some chaotic shit and see who she picks out of all of them.

[taterswithranch]

New goober :)

Solarisapien species belongs to @/sugarratio1

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Will the Menagerie defeats the tabaxi lich Dorian? Are all four of them going to make it out alive? Will Calaindo's nephew forgives the party for seemingly attacking him out of nowhere and keeping him unconscious and in holy water for three days?

Answers to come this Saturday, for the last Noluna session! *falls on the floor and starts sobbing*

A thousand thank you to @sessenaa for DMing this wonderful campaign! I'm forever glad I got the chance to hop into it and get to play Niquis!

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[choccychipz]

it's smug asshole hours

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