Thousand Year Old Vampire: Prologue (1327)

 

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    My name is Iain mac Seumas Douglas. I was born near Lanark in the year 1305. The year my story properly begins is 1327. But before we deep dive into events that made me...who I am, you need to know a few details. I was born and raised to be a Scottish warrior of Clan Douglas. My father, Seumas mac Dòmhnaill Douglas, was a strong, firm, but awfully quiet man. I still remember how he taught me proper sword fighting. I was awfully clumsy when we started, but I managed to improve and even reach his skill level. For my 17th birthday he gave me my very own longsword. The same one that previously belonged to my grandfather. 

    My life would've been nothing without my best friend Alasdair and Isla, the love of my life. My relationship with Alasdair solidified one day when, during hunting, we fell into a massive crevice in the ground and were stuck there for the whole day before elders found us (we were 15 at that time). We talked, shared experiences, and bonded for life. I met Isla during one of the fishing trips. She was waiting for her brother's return on a shore, weaving a magnificent blanket. We knew we were meant for each other instantly. Since that day we kept meeting all the time until finally, a year ago, she moved to our family house.

    That's all you need to know about my everyday life. My father, Alasdair, and Isla were my life and reason to keep fighting. Fighting on Scottish borders for our independence. During one of the battles, I was mortally wounded. The enemy's sword pierced my chest, and I fell unconscious. Fortunately, one of our allies from Clan MacBreatnach, Duncan, grabbed me and removed me from the battlefield. His herbalist skills were unmatched, and his concoctions magical. My wounds healed almost instantly...apart from one. That gushing hole in my chest kept bleeding. Duncan looked at me and poured one more elixir into my mouth. This time I did not taste herbs but...iron. I spat and choked, but it was too late. A burning hot sensation spread through my body, and my chest wound pulsed. A river of blood flowed out of it, and I felt my mortal life ending. I drifted away... Only to wake up hungry and thirsty beyond comprehension.

Character Creation:
5 Memories with 1 Experience each
3 Skills
3 Resources
3 Mortal Characters
1 Immortal Character
1 Mark

Character Sheet (click to expand)

1.
• My name is Iain mac Seumas Douglas. I was born near Lanark in 1305. I am a warrior fighting for Scottish independence.
2.
• My father taught me how to fight with a wooden sword. Initially, I was clumsy, but in time I drastically improved.
3.
• Alasdair and I were tracking deer. We were 15 and not very careful. We fell into a big hole in the ground and were stuck there for the whole day.
4.
• I met Isla on a fishing trip. She was waiting on a big wooden log, weaving a blanket. She was 16 at the time.
5.
• I was fatally injured during one of the border skirmishes in 1327. Douglas and his clan assisted us in battle, and he patched my wounds and became my vampire maker.

• Sword fighting
• Persuasion
• Tracking

• Steel longsword (family heirloom)
• Family house near Lanark
• Clan banner of Clan Douglas

• Seumas mac Dòmhnaill Douglas (Mortal, age 45): Strong, quiet, and firm. My father and a steady influence in my life.
• Alasdair mac Fionnlagh (Mortal, age 22): Loyal and a trusted companion, we’ve been through many battles together.
• Isla ingen Mairead (Mortal, age 20): A gentle and independent weaver who I met during a fishing trip.
• Duncan mac Bhreatnach (Immortal, age 237): A healer from Clan MacBreatnach who aided us in battle during the skirmish of 1327.

• A sword wound on my chest, which is permanently open and bleeds. I cover it with thick bandages that have to be replaced daily.

Game details (click to expand)

• Creator's page
• Itch.io