I’ll be posting ‘character file’ style things for it over the next few days while I settle with the ideas. I’ll limit the tags cuz spoilers.
Here are Xisuma and Grian
The first chapter will be out on Sunday along with last one of these info sheet thingies (Tango and Impy).
Name: Mumbo K. Jumbo
Race: vampire
Age: ~26 turned some 230 years ago
Turned by: unknown
Powers: Vampire skills - transformation, increased speed and reflexes, enhanced senses - hearing, smell, vision
Other - golemancy - has a corner in the woods where he makes and experiments with golems
Weaknesses: social situations
Likes: fancy trousers, Iskall, his golem experiments
Dislikes: people breaking his stuff (golems). the fact that Iskall can't visit too often
Appearance.
tall, lanky pale man. Long black, hair and dark eyes. Impressive mustache. He never wears anything other than a white button up, fitted dark trousers and a vest - sometimes with coat over it if he feels like it, and a red neck scarf. Sad he can't wear Iskall's clothes but likes seeing the hunter in his - says suits look great on Iskall.
Name: Iskall
Race: human - magically enhanced monster hunter
Age: ~30 -kind off of because the whole magical enhancement thing
Powers: enhanced senses, strength, reflexes, speed
Weaknesses: Mumbo's golems, Mumbo mumbling about stuff
Likes: listening to Mumbo go off about his golems, watching Mumbo
Dislikes: all vampires and monsters other than Mumbo (and maybe his friends),
Appearance.
Brown hair moustache and a beard - Mumbo forces him to take better care of his facial hair. Prefers his fully combat-oriented clothes - chain mails thick leather armours and green sweaters. Mumbo always insists he dress him when he's visiting, mostly in his own clothes. One of his eyes isn't really his - a magical prosthetic after he lost it, made with some enchanted crystal stuff
Carries two swords, a crossbow, several daggers and throwing knives, can use more weapons but says they're too hard to transport and maintain on the road
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
And here is the first chapter. Yay. Tags do hurt though...
In a certain forest, there was a castle. At the first sight, it was just a normal castle built with dark bricks. With all the shutters shut tightly and dark curtains covering the windows. During the day it was quiet. Not a bird could be heard. All wildlife taking a longer way around the seemingly abandoned residence. In reality, it was far from being abandoned. The castle was the residence of a group of seven vampires and occasionally their special friends. Well. Not all of the residents had a special friend like that. Keralis and Mumbo were, in human terms, single, and had little to do when their friends had company over - most commonly concentrated on one specific week of a month.
A little fragment I cut from the story (changed it into something I felt fit a bit better).
Inside was purposely dark and Scar could only see very little, quickly closing the door just in case. "Cub? Will it be okay if I get some lights here?" he asked, looking vaguely where the bed was.
"I think so," came a shaky response.
Scar nodded and snapped his fingers getting one of the lanterns on, worried Cub wouldn't do too well with bright lights. "How are you feeling?" the sorcerer asked.
Cub was curled up on the bed. Shaking slightly. Paler than ever but otherwise seemed healthy - if you ignore lack of breath and heartbeat, that is.
"Better? I'm not breathing and all that 'alive' stuff but it's not like I could breathe all that well anyway," the newborn vampire joked. "Damn… Scar should you really be here I'm…"
"I know," Scar smiled reassuringly, slowly approaching the bed. "Cub?" he asked as his friend tried to move further into the corner he was already in. "It's okay, I know you're hungry," Scar assured, opening up his shirt to expose his neck. "I can keep myself safe, don't worry."
"Scar… Do you… are you sure?" Cub asked. Ever so slowly crawling closer to the sorcerer. Scar nodded, angling his head to one side.
"I trust you," he said as Cub just sat there, uncertain what to do.
"Yeah, but what if I don't trust myself?" Cub sighed, but moved closer.
"Just bite me, my neck is starting to hurt a little here," Scar chuckled, dropping his shirt even further down, opening only couple more buttons.
"If you're so sure…" Cub sighed and pulled Scar back. Quickly straddling his lap. Face in the sorcerer's neck. The smell almost making him give up on the desire to bury his new fangs in the pale neck. "You smell so good...
Another little preview. I just liked this fragment a lot - Spoilers ahead
Since the sun was low enough for him to be safe, Mumbo folded his umbrella and run off in the direction the loud breaking noise came from. Who would be dumb enough to break his golems? Bandits? No. they had no chance against the golems. Keralis never went to this part of the forest. Tango's pets were one, locked and two, in a different direction. That meant someone from outside found his golems and managed to destroy at least one of them.
He found an unconscious man and ruble from one of his golems. Judging by the scene Mumbo assumed he was a monster hunter. How exciting.
"Number four, number five collect three's remains and bring it to the lab," Mumbo ordered the golems he grabbed on his way. He himself went to inspect the assumed hunter.
The weapons near him - two swords made from rather rare and very susceptible to enchanting metal and a crossbow constructed in a way that maximised the power while making it impossible for standard human to draw. Good indicators that this wasn't a normal human. Mumbo always wondered hoe monster hunters worked but catching one alive was almost impossible. And now he had one. Unconscious and somewhat damaged, yes but still breathing. And a whole week of no one bothering him. What a perfect timing.
Scooping up the hunter and his weapons Mumbo almost skipped to his secret lab. Giddy to find out about what made the hunters what they were.
Weaknesses: Ren's puppy eyes - the only thing that can interrupt his experiments
Likes: playing on organs, petting Ren, playing with Ren's hair, experiments
Dislikes: disorganisation, inefficiency, playing chess with X,
Appearance.
tall on the buff side, dark hair, one dark grey eye, other red. Left side of his face and his left arm still carry scars of one time got burned by the sun. Wears white long coats - sometimes ditching wearing a shirt under it. Quite handsome, Ren certainly says so to anyone willing to ask, his brother is very annoyed with it. And wondering what his brother sees ina grumpy, not so friendly vampire.
Likes: Doc, running in the woods, long naps, Doc playing with his hair,
Dislikes: Doc not paying him attention
Appearance.
handsome, kind and friendly werewolf, a slight (fair) bit shorter than Doc. Wears loose and comfy clothes. When visiting often ends up wearing Doc's stuff. And letting Doc brush and take care of his hair - something he usually didn't feel like doing, just letting it grow into a long and wild mane of surprisingly soft brown hair.
I’ll be posting ‘character file’ style things for it over the next few days while I settle with the ideas. I’ll limit the tags cuz spoilers.
Here are Xisuma and Grian
Name: Xisuma
Race: vampire
Age: ~400 no idea how old he was when he was turned looks between 25-35
Turned by: ???
Powers: Vampire skills - transformation, increased speed and reflexes, enhanced senses - hearing, smell, vision
Other - necromancy
Weaknesses: unknown
Likes: naps, Grian (presumably), blood, playing chess with Doc, secretly enjoys a bit of mischief
Dislikes: people complaining, too big doses of chaos, messes
Appearance.
shoulder length white hair, wears a green vest or coat over his fancy vampire shirts - as Grian calls it. Grey eyes. Often wears a mask to cover all the scars on his face - Grian has nothing of it and its off all the time when Grian's around which is quite often. Tall somewhat lanky but still bild quite well - 'those arms swoon - Grian
Name: Grian
Race: harpy
Age: ~90
Powers: enhanced senses, strength, reflexes, speed, can fly, some minor magic
Weaknesses: bad weather,
Likes: flying about, messing with X, X
Dislikes: having to sit in one place for too long, X not paying him any attention
Appearance.
Sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a mean grin, if he doesn't like you good luck changing his mind. Rather short but never call him short if you like your face, only X has ever survived it without being attacked.
Prioritises ease of movement and comfort of his wings