posted on Aug, 21 2009 @ 04:29 PM
Name: Mr. Toodles
It's been some years since there was a meeting of Clan Elders.
In fact, I can't even remember the last one we had. But I sense that
things are changing and a meeting might be imminent, if not necessary.
I am Toodles. Clan leader of the Marcus bloodline. I stand at 5'11
and decided years ago, to do away with the long hair usually associate
with my kind. On a good day, you could almost mistake me for being
human, my eyes turn nearly a perfect brown. Our kind are the
youngest of the vampire world. Some consider us babies. Unexperienced.
I believe we are simply the new and improved vampire. Sure, alot of us
are not pure bloods. I am not even pureblood.
Two centuries ago to this day was when I was made into this immortal.
My maker, Kaelus, was killed in battle with the werewolves 150 years ago.
It was that very battle which brought us to peace talks. Both races were
I come from a human family of farmers from Scotland. I moved to france
the year I was bitten, in hopes of making a better life than a farmers
life for myself. Almost ironic how it worked out.
Ever since the standing peace between the Vampires and werewolves began,
I have kept a watchful eye. We can never trust Dogs. As I am sure they
feel the same towards us.
Since I was reborn, I have seen many of my kind die before my eyes. I
made it up to clan leader when our previous leader took a mortal blow
to the heart and we were forced to put him into stasis. I have only been
leader for a short time, but hope my leadership is as good and as well
accepted as our previous leader.