◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.

Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.

Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.

She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.

After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.

She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.

◈ C l a n
Viet Et Mort

◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
Yes

◈ H i s t o r y

Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.

Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.

Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.

His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.

Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.

Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.

Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.

◈ C l a n
Báthory Clan

◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No


◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.