[i][hider=Sabor][center][color=9e0b0f][h2]Sabor[/h2][/color]
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[b]"[/b]You say that to me? You prattle on about [b]changing the world??[/b] Could you find the courage to accept it? To know what must be done and do it, no matter the cost? There is what is and what will be. If you change the fate of [b]one[/b] individual you change [b]the world,[/b] and you, [b][i][u]you[/u][/i][/b] carry the responsibility for the change! That... is always too heavy to bear...[b]"[/b]
[i][b]Death, Discworld; Soul Music[/b][/i][/center]

[b][color=9e0b0f]Full Name:[/color][/b] Sabor
[b][color=9e0b0f]Nickname(s):[/color][/b]

[b][color=9e0b0f]Age:[/color][/b] approximately 50,000 years old. (physically appears 24, but horribly aged)
[b][color=9e0b0f]Birthday:[/color][/b] October 31st

[b][color=9e0b0f]Orientation:[/color][/b] Asexual
[b][color=9e0b0f]Gender:[/color][/b] Male

[b][color=9e0b0f]Species:[/color][/b] Vampire
[b][color=9e0b0f]Species Description:[/color][/b] Vampire, derived from Vampyre, refers to a variety of undead curses and infections that all carry particular similarities. In this instance, a cannibal that feeds on blood, possesses supernatural speed and strength, is repeled by holy magic, and returns to their true, corpse form come sun rise, regardless of whether they come in contact with it or not.

[b][color=9e0b0f]Hometown:[/color][/b] Not Applicable

[b][color=9e0b0f]Description:[/color][/b]
[quote]Sabor was born into the life of a necromancer. He knows not where he came from, only that his earliest memories are of the mammoth graveyard, and the skull he had carved into a shelter. How long had it taken? Days? Weeks? Years? It had seemed so long, yet now was less than a blink. By the time he had become a man, Sabor's patron, Death, instructed Sabor to go out into the world and find a proper teacher. He never accomplished his mission. On his first attempt, he entered a small human village. Young, foolish, and uneducated, Sabor could barely understand the men in dirty white robes who pushed themselves towards him. But he understood they offered food, and like the vulture that was his lone companion, he would not turn down a meal. He was led into a building and sat down, given a wooden bowl that was promptly filled with a dark broth. Sabor ate all he could and drank the broth, such a rare treat was stew that he had no choice but assume it was delicious, and so it was. Suddenly, his intellect began increasing past what it had ever been. It was at that moment that he looked down into his empty bowl and finally noticed the bones in the bottom. The one thing any servant of Death could recognize; knuckle bones. [i]Human[/i] knuckles.
	What happened next is more or less irrelevant. Sabor fled the village, pursuing his quest for a master necromancer. At some point, he tried to make a risky jump. He failed. The fall killed him. When he came too, his wounds were healed, and his faithful vulture friend was dead. Since that moment roughly fifty million years ago, he has been an unholy abomination of dark tribal magics. He has had a variety of adventures in the time between, but has spent the majority of it asleep. The few times he emerges from his cold, icy tomb is usually the result of some kind of global imbalance. He believes himself the champion of Death, else why would he still exist? As such, all that meet their end by him, whether in battle or to feed him, are deserving of death in Sabor's eyes. After all, there are Fates worse than Death.[/quote]

[b][color=9e0b0f]Likes:[/color][/b][list]
[*] Death
[*] Blood
[*] Scavengers (both animals and people)
[*] Predators
[*] Ice and Snow
[*] The Night
[*] Immortals
[/list]

[b][color=9e0b0f]Dislikes[/color][/b][list]
[*] Genocide
[*] Dirty Blood
[*] Priests (and other holy workers)
[*] "Good" People
[*] The Day
[*] Immortals
[/list]

[b][color=9e0b0f]Other:[/color][/b] Sabor is actually one of the three Vampire Princes and the patron of his own clan. You wouldn't know it from looking, though. Sabor rarely even visits the palace his clan inhabits, preferring to spend his time in cold wastelands like the one he had lived in. Despite worshipping Death, Sabor has helped to stop the destruction of the planet multiple times. This is due to his belief that Death is a hunter/gatherer, not a warrior. Death does not seek to obliterate Their enemies in one fell swoop. Death requires life to hunt, to reap. Without life, there can be no Death.[/hider][/i]