Ingrid was, like most vampires, born of grief, an unfortunate timestamp in her makers life. She, however, strived to be more than that. It's said she had a lover in every country in the world, it's said she had killed all those that had gotten close to her heart. Her maker was the vampire Lestat, a human husband from a human life long forgotten but she hated him anyways, like any woman would hate a man that had torn her asunder and then, had forgotten she had existed at all.
Ingrid Zöllner De Lioncourt and her harem of unfortunate lovers.









