Caine Cromwell

General

Name: Caine Cromwell
Age: 23 (bitten on his 18)
Species: Vampire
POB: Nordshal, Navarre
POR: Seere, Rhoynar
Occupation: -
Group: Ouroboros
Rank: Right – hand

Family

Parents: Lazarus Cromwell & Aurélie Duval
Sister: Elodie Beauvais

Appearance

Faceclaim: Jake Filling
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: Light blonde
Height: 1m88
Weight: 84 kg
Built: Athletic
Scars: Multiple scars spread around his body
Tattoos: Yes

Character

+:  Independent, Risk-taker, Charming, Athletic, Captivating, Strong
-: Sly, Manipulative, Misguided, Predatory, Stubborn

Skills:
Due to him living mostly on the streets after his dad kicked him out, he had to learn how to defend himself while fighting. He would never say he is an exquisite fighter, but he knows a few tricks.

Telekinesis: Caine has the ability to move objects with his willpower, he can lift objects and direct them to his enemies. Has the power to grab an object in place, like keeping the tides from drowning someone, change the directional course of objects. The thing he is working on currently is choking or strangling a person without physical contact.


History

Little Caine was born in Nordshall, his father found him quite odd. His mom died during labor. Mainly because his hair was almost white when he was born. Not that it mattered. From the first moment on Caine was friends with his sister, a band that would only strengthen when they got older. During his first years he was obviously too small to notice the bad vibes his dad was sending out towards his sister. He just thought Elodie was sad all the time and it was because of him. When he got a little older, around the age of 4 he began to understand that his dad was verbally abusive towards his sister and even towards Caine himself. He was guilty of the death of his wife, the man even got so psychotic he thought Caine wasn’t his own blood because of the distinct hair color he had. So Caine jumped the gun and literally turned his back towards his father.

To the eye of the villagers they seemed to be a somewhat happy family, but nobody really knew what was going on behind closed doors. There was one happy thing in the family, and that was the fact that Caine and his sister got on very well. They did everything together, stood up for each other against Lazarus, drifted off to the woods at some point and many other things. Basically they where the best of friends, something that angered Lazarus even more. Up onto the point that the man was driven completely mad when Caine was about 10 years old, Lazarus forced the boy to move with him to Seere and leaving Elodie all alone. Which broke Caine’s heart.

When they arrived in Seere, Caine said goodbye to his father and never laid eyes on him again. It was hard facing life on the street but because of his sister he had learned how to do stuff. He stole food from the bakers, stole meat from the butchers, and eventually he learned how to fish and hunt on his own. It was not long after he said goodbye to his dad he gained knowledge of his ability. Caine could move objects without touching them. Fastly he began to learn how to use his magic, not that it was quite good to begin with. Another thing he learned was to defend himself, mainly against the people who were chasing him around town when he stole some food. But as the years progressed Caine was fighting much more often, he really had developed quite a skillset. Not many people called the boy out after they had seen him fighting in either the streets or the taverns. It wasn’t the life he chose, but he was happy all-round. When he found the time and coin to send letters to his sister the young lad wrote to her, mainly to inform her of his whereabouts and hoping that she was doing well.

Not long after his fourteenth birthday he was taken, by force. He was condemned to a live of fighting in the snake pits. Not a happy place for such a youngster, but in a way he had found meaning to his life again by beating his opponents. Not that it were easy winnings, certainly not.  Every fight ended bloody, sometimes he had broken a few bones or even worse but nothing that killed him yet. The man who ran everything was called Valdimárr, if he recalled correct that was also the name of the city keeper. A thing that didn’t quite match in his head, but it kinda did match too. Caine knew there was freedom when he won everything, but that wasn’t a thing he was interested in. he was more interested in the working of the people behind the scenes. But he needed the thrill of every fight to keep him going, he needed to feel the adrenaline rushing through his body when he took hits. The period serving in the pits was hard on him, both mentally and physically. Sometimes his body wasn’t even recovered or he had to fight again. The situation wasn’t a good one, but he had set his mind to growing in ranks even if that wasn’t a possibility.

After 4 years of fighting, his fighting streak came to an abrupt end. Someone who outclassed him big time took him out without mercy. It was a delightful fight for those who watched. For him not so much, he took hit after hit. Sometimes he could swing a punch or a kick in between but for a certain reason he couldn’t use his magic. There was something that blocked him but until this day he doesn’t know what it was. His face was all swollen up, multiple rib fractures caused him to take a fall. Something he wouldn’t stand up from ever again. He did manage to look up, meeting the gaze of Valdimárr. It hurt him too much to ask the man to change him into the being he was, but the look he gave the man said more than a thousand words.

The first months were hard, eventho that was an understatement. He had to learn how to live again, how to control his craving for blood and how to maintain his newfound strength. When Vald changed him, there bond grew a little stronger. Enough to make him part of Ouroboros.