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Tane
Legacy Name: Tane


The Glacier Tigrean
Owner: OtakuOokami

Age: 14 years, 1 month, 2 weeks

Born: February 13th, 2010

Adopted: 12 years, 2 months, 2 days ago

Adopted: January 26th, 2012

Statistics


  • Level: 10
     
  • Strength: 12
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 12
     
  • HP: 12/12
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


Personal Stats:
Class: Vampire Hunter
Personality: Cold Hearted, Dead Serious, Unforgiving, Uncomfortable Around Women (especially when he hears their thoughts)
Strengths: Skilled monster hunter, can read people's minds when they think about or at him.
Weakness: Has Serious, Serious Daddy Issues.
Theme Song: ?
Video: ?

My name is Tane, and I am a Damphire. What is a Damphire? A cursed being, half Mortal and half Vampire. Some Damphires are lucky, seeming totally normal aside from having above average strength and speed. Others are nearly indistinguishable from Vampires, except that they can gain nourishment from eating normal food and are unharmed by sunlight. I fall somewhere between the two extremes. I can survive completely on normal food, am unharmed by sunlight, have the strength, speed, and healing capabilities of a Vampire, but I also have occasional strong cravings for blood and can hear the thoughts of others when they are thinking about me...or at me.

I am the product of a torrid affair between a mortal woman who was truly and deeply in love and some Vampire "noble" who was just looking for a quick lay. He pretended to love my mother, to care for her, but as soon as she told him that she was with child... The blood-sucking bastard just brushed it off and left her all alone! He broke her heart and left her single, with a child to raise, working two jobs to make ends meet, and didn't even send her a single Sp to support his own accursed offspring.

My mother worked her fingers to the bone to take care of me, doing the best she could to help me deal with my curse... But the stress of not only being a single mother, but raising a monster on top of that, slowly but surely took its toll on her. I knew this from the way her thoughts about me changed over time. At first, she was always worrying about me, or thinking lovingly and proudly of me. I worked hard to make her happy, and she appreciated it deeply. As I grew older, though, my Vampiric traits became more apparent and I started looking more and more like...him...and my mother's thoughts about me became more and more negative. She still showed love to me outwardly, but inwardly she was slowly beginning to hate me...to despise me.

It was painful to see her falling apart inside that way...but it was just as painful knowing that that...that creature's...actions were what had caused it all. As that pain grew, my hatred against him grew, and I soon began to hate all Vampires. Bit by bit, I began learning how to kill the things, training myself to fight those abominations. Then, came the day when I left home, leaving my mother a note to tell her that I was going to set things right...and hunted down and killed my own father. That was the day I decided that my purpose for existing was to eradicate the Vampire scourge from the face of Subeta once and for all, and for years I did just that. I drew no quarter, showed no compassion. Monsters like him don't deserve compassion or mercy. They deserve only death.

I earned myself a terrible reputation among creatures of the dark. Not just Vampires, but Were-kind, Demons, wicked Fae...and I soon began receiving requests for my services. The last one involved a lady who had come to me requesting that I take care of Lord Ashlen Telemon, a powerful Vampire noble. She was obviously evil, I could tell that from the way she was thinking about me. I was a tool to her, a means to an end...and a possible bed warmer. She was obviously also a Vampire herself. I knew instantly from the way she had avoided passing the bar on the way over to my table...there was a mirror behind the shelves. No mortal woman, even the most humble, can resist the urge to check her image in a reflective surface. All of that didn't matter, though. I would kill her after I dealt with Lord Telemon. For now, I'd use the witch to get close to him...then, I'd stake her. My usual policy.

Not surprisingly, the client had hired two other so-called Vampire Hunters at the same time as insurance. It didn't matter to me. As long as Telemon died, that's all that mattered. What I didn't count on was Telemon's half-Vampire son...a Dowser by the name of Vexsis. I didn't count on how strongly he stood up for his father, arguing that he was a good man, a kind person. I didn't count on those two idiot friends of his, that hippie Demi and that meddling Priggle. Vexsis pleaded with me to spare his father's life as his friends defeated the other two Hunters like they were a pair of schoolyard bullies.

I tried to convince him of the truth, that all Vampires are evil and all Damphires are cursed from our very conception to be unloved and unwanted, but he could not be convinced otherwise. When his faith in his mistaken belief finally seemed to be shaking, his friends came along and started shouting encouraging words to him. I'd never seen such a display before...at least not outside of a cheesy children's cartoon.

Finally, I tried to fight the three of them head-on. That proved to be a mistake. I was already tired from my battle with Vexsis, and the other two were just as strong as he was. Between Vexsis' pendulum, Dimitri's strength, and Mach's speed... For the first time ever, I didn't stand a chance. They had me down, backed into a corner. They could have...should have...killed me...but they spared my life. They helped me up. They offered to take me back to their home, to show me that I "don't have to be lonely." Pah! Who said I was lonely?!

I refused them at first, trying to push them away...but then Vexsis made me a deal. If I spent a year with him and his friends and still believed the same way, he would let me kill him and his father and I'd be free to go on as I always have. This, I agreed to. Who cares how long it takes to kill a Vampire, so long as the thing dies? Unknowingly, I had also entered into an agreement not to expose Vexsis' true nature and parentage to anyone in that house. Only a select few know the truth.

I had, also unknowingly, placed myself in an absolute madhouse for a year. Former lab rats, mages, creatures from other planets and dimensions, freaks of all kinds... And I have to live with them? And if that wasn't bad enough, almost half of the household is made up of women! Women who, as soon as they learned about how I read minds, made it a point to start teasing me with their thoughts!! Each and every one of them, even the so-called "lady," Lirabelle! Zosana keeps calling me a sissy, and Louisae won't stop calling me "Garry Stu!" Who in the Hell is Gary Stu? Even the nerd and her robot friend pick on me... All because I called the living doll creepy...

Pet Treasure


Stake

Wooden Stake

Bloody Wooden Stake

Wild Garlic

Vampire Hunter Crossbow

Unadorned Silver Sword

Common Six-Shooter

Silver Bullet

Wolfslayer

Pet Friends


Vexsis
Vampires are creatures of evil. It is a shame to bear their blood.

Shichimen
Stop thinking those things at me!! That's just sick!!

Mach The Priggle
Has anyone ever told you you're sickeningly cheerful?

DimitriV
How can a cursed creature like you still be loved?

Rosey Dawn
Stop trying to find me a girlfriend. I do NOT need one.

Pikeral
You disgust me...

Lirabelle
Rude to read your thoughts? It's rude to think at me, witch!

Ulfengi
You actually enjoy the company of these...things...?

Louisae
You're too damn old for Sponge Rob...

Xanthows
I always knew there was a reason dolls creeped me out...