The crossed out people are dead, the crossed out memories are lost to the passage of time... This is Thousand Year Old Vampire.
I am Melisende, age 17. I was born in the 12th Century in France, near Carcassonne. I work in the lord’s Courteney castle, as a maid.
Aalis, my mother, a castle maid like me
Onfroi, my father, a butcher
Roul, a boy I like that also works at the lord Courteney’s castle
Ida, another castle maid, and my friend. She’s a bit clumsy, but popular with boys
Lord Charles Courteney, the lord of the castle and guardian of Carcassonne
Robert, my neighbour. He started following me everywhere, always complimenting me, and trying to help with all of my chores.
Colette, Jean's, my slave, wife, swears to hunt me and kill me one day
Bernard Courteney, bastard son, seeks revenge for destroying his family and community
Pierre, a young boy that showed me kindness
The Immortal: Guibert of Cors, Baron of Mitopoli
An immortal: Alfonso. He betrayed me.
An immortal: ????. She killed my slave Jean and attacked me
Resistance to diseased blood
Sturdy pair of leather gloves
Diary, a strong leather bound book, with black outside
Strangely red and hot hands
During a really cold winter, my father created a sturdy pair of gloves to prevent my fingers from getting frostbite
I dropped my pendant, but Roul found it and gave it back to me, making me blush
I tried to teach Ida to use the butcher knife, but she cut her finger, and got a bit scared
The Baron called me into his chambers and gave me a strange drink. All I remember is cold on my lips and heat on my hands. When I woke up in my own bed the next day, I felt cold, but my hands were red and burning up.
Since then, Robert, the neighbours son, has become obsessed with me, and follows me everywhere like a servant
I had to run away from everything and everyone I love, for fear of hurting them, and Robert followed me
I was discovered living in the mountains and we've had to run to the kingdom of Aragon. We now go by Blanca and Marco. I feed on humans at night.
I ran into another one like me for the first time in 10 years. It was a pleasant encounter, he taught me to entrance humans by touching them with my hands, in exchange of my father's gloves. His name was Alfonso.
I was betrayed by Alfonso. He turned Marco (Robert) against me. I had to kill him and run away. I go back to France, to Toulouse.
It's the 14th century. I'm a lady of a castle, with the descendants of Lord Courteney at my service. They sacrifice sheep and cows to me, it keeps them entertained as they do my bidding. They think I will spare them from the Black Plague. I go by Blanche now.
Because of the Plague, feeding became more difficult. The usual beggars I would feed on died, so I killed all of my servants, and everyone in the cult that adored me. The last person I killed was the current Lord Courteney, Giles. I broke my father's butcher knife a long time ago. I found a gold dagger on him and took it.
People of the neighbouring village noticed my carnage and banded together to kill me. They call me "The Pale Butcher". I seduce their leader with my power and we escape together. He's now my lover and my slave. His name is Jean. His wife swears to kill me.
Me and Jean have been travelling for a few months. We run into a young man. He's Giles Courteney's bastard son, Bernard. He seeks revenge. He manage to escape from him, barely. He knew to wait until I was feeding, his family had served me for long.
I ran into another immortal. I don't know her name, but she tried to take Jean away from me and eat him. But she didn't know Jean was already dying of the black plague, so I let her feed. This angered her, and she attacked me, leaving a pronounced scar on my right cheek. I ran away.
Wandering through the forest, I didn't realise the Sun was coming up so I hid in a nearby cabin. A small child found me. He wasn't scared. He touched my scarred faced, and kissed it, as if trying to heal it. I cried. He told me his name was Pierre.
I've killed Pierre, because I couldn't bear his innocence. His purity. I am haunted by my actions. I bury him under a tree.
Changed by my cruel crime, I now only feed on the dying. At first it makes me very sick, but slowly I build a tolerance. I don't need violence to kill anymore. I sell my golden dagger.
During a really cold winter, my father created a sturdy pair of gloves to prevent my fingers from getting frostbite
I dropped my pendant, but Roul found it and gave it back to me, making me blush
The Baron called me into his chambers and gave me a strange drink. All I remember is cold on my lips and heat on my hands. When I woke up in my own bed the next day, I felt cold, but my hands were red and burning up.
Since then, Robert, the neighbours son, has become obsessed with me, and follows me everywhere like a servant.
