Raed'eh Valönté:
Age: Death at 25, Has lived for 43 years.
Hair: Grey-streaked black
Eyes: Pale Blue

Description:
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Raed'eh maintains a young appearance of 25, the age he had reached before he was turned. His hair, a profusion of grey streaked black hair reaches his shoulders in a ragged mass. His eyes are an uncanny pale blue color against his shockingly white palor. Having a facination for bondage, he often wears leather pants and shirts adorned with straps of all sizes and fashions, yet he will wear the occasional billowy silk shirt on a whim. His nails he prefered to wear long with silver metallic coloring. He often wears a passive expression, never belying his true emotions.

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History:
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Once upon a time, when life was full of joy and innocence, Raed'eh had a wife, a son, and a happy home. They had married young, against all odds, and had created a life of light and hope. Then one day he came home, looking forward to the time he would spend with his beloved wife. The door he found open falling half off its hinges. Fearing the worse, he never-the-less entered his home to find his son sprawled lifeless on the floor. Blood pooled from a chest wound and seeped into the dark wood of the flooring. Choking on misery and shock, his mind a torrent of disbelief, he turned to find his wife and saw a trail of blood leading to the bedroom. There upon their happy bed lie his wife, naked, beaten, and tied to the bed, her intestines falling gracefully around her lower half much like a satin sheet would.

Hours later Raed'eh woke to find himself being attended by an emergency worker. Police were everywhere and for a moment he could not remember what had taken place. But all too soon he had, and the fear and pain tore quickly at him, spewing forth in a rush of bitter vomit. The murderer had never been discovered and Raed'eh grieved for his loses. They were burried on a cold December morning amidst a stinging rain of sleet.

At the loss of his only happiness, Raed'eh lost his own self. Turning from light he meandered in the dark. He lost all thoughts for innocence, becoming cold and withdrawn. He sought pleasure where he would, never looking back on who he had been.

When the Vampires came to Earth, Raed'eh easily succombed to their hunger within the first two years. Skulking in darkness the way he had opened him to attack and he welcomed it, revelling in the sweet bliss of death. He had not expected to survive, nor the curse that consumed him next, stealing his breath and leaving him awake and alive to the night. He discovered the life of a vampire, while not death, at least catered to his latest way of life and readily accepted it. While the death of his family was initially his turn-around in life, by the time he is turned they are nearly long forgotten, supressed with the grief. After his turning, he continues down his destructive path, allowing his blood lust to stave retribution he feels necessary. He thrills in the kill; a sharp contrast to his outward emotions.