McKenna O'Meara
Name: McKenna O’Meara
Race: Vampire
Sex: female
Age: 3065 yrs, looks 25 yrs old
Appearance: pic (points up)
Skills/Abilities: Mind Reading, Shapeshifting, Enhanced Senses, exceptionally strong.
Weapons: mace
Bio: Born in present day Ireland, around 2500BC, in an area known now as Temair or Tara. Her people were warriors, both men and women. They believed in and interacted with the Faerie. McKenna made the choice of fallowing the Warrior’s path at a fairly young age, 6 yrs old. She trained regularly and as often as she could. Finally when she came of age at 15 yrs, she was accepted into the Warrior Caste.
For ten years her tribe warred on, traded with, and intermarried with various neighbors, and not so neighbors. When McKenna turned 25, she was out on a raid far from home. Before they reached their destination, at their last camp, McKenna had wandered to a forest pool and was bathing. She had no clue that she was being watched, or like the rest of the raiders, that they’d been followed for a few days. He stalked her like the primal hunter he was, and before she could react, he had her and was feeding off her. The pleasure was greater then any she’d known, it took her off guard and she sagged against him never fighting him as he drained the life from her. Soon he finished and lay her gently down. He gazed down at the beautiful woman and the whole reason he’d been following the raiders. He fed her his blood, turning her into a Vampire.
When she next woke, she gazed up at her Creator. Reacting like the warrior she was, she started to attack him, but weak, he soon over powered her. Keeping her pinned, he explained what she was now. She didn’t take it well, of course. He tied her up and left her briefly. When he returned, he had two captives from her own raiding party. Both were tied and gagged. He fed off one watching her the whole time he did. She cursed and screamed at him. When he finished, he explained the other one was for her. And that soon her hunger would be a terrible thing. She just glared but said no more.
He was surprised to find she held out for four days before she finally succumbed to the hunger in her. When she finally finished feeding, he smiled at her and welcomed her to the life of a Vampire. She once more tried to attack him, and he had to subdue her once more. While she was thus, he explained to her the Ways of the Vampire.
Eventually, she accepted what she was, and her and her creator traveled together for many decades. They eventually parted ways, and over the millennia’s they have bumped into each other now and again, and spend a few years, or decades together, before once more going their separate ways.
Currently she has managed to blend herself in with Mortal Society. Women, though rare, are still warriors, and she trains those who wish to know the art in a training camp of her devising. She has also garnered much wealth in her 3000+ years.
Race: Vampire
Sex: female
Age: 3065 yrs, looks 25 yrs old
Appearance: pic (points up)
Skills/Abilities: Mind Reading, Shapeshifting, Enhanced Senses, exceptionally strong.
Weapons: mace
Bio: Born in present day Ireland, around 2500BC, in an area known now as Temair or Tara. Her people were warriors, both men and women. They believed in and interacted with the Faerie. McKenna made the choice of fallowing the Warrior’s path at a fairly young age, 6 yrs old. She trained regularly and as often as she could. Finally when she came of age at 15 yrs, she was accepted into the Warrior Caste.
For ten years her tribe warred on, traded with, and intermarried with various neighbors, and not so neighbors. When McKenna turned 25, she was out on a raid far from home. Before they reached their destination, at their last camp, McKenna had wandered to a forest pool and was bathing. She had no clue that she was being watched, or like the rest of the raiders, that they’d been followed for a few days. He stalked her like the primal hunter he was, and before she could react, he had her and was feeding off her. The pleasure was greater then any she’d known, it took her off guard and she sagged against him never fighting him as he drained the life from her. Soon he finished and lay her gently down. He gazed down at the beautiful woman and the whole reason he’d been following the raiders. He fed her his blood, turning her into a Vampire.
When she next woke, she gazed up at her Creator. Reacting like the warrior she was, she started to attack him, but weak, he soon over powered her. Keeping her pinned, he explained what she was now. She didn’t take it well, of course. He tied her up and left her briefly. When he returned, he had two captives from her own raiding party. Both were tied and gagged. He fed off one watching her the whole time he did. She cursed and screamed at him. When he finished, he explained the other one was for her. And that soon her hunger would be a terrible thing. She just glared but said no more.
He was surprised to find she held out for four days before she finally succumbed to the hunger in her. When she finally finished feeding, he smiled at her and welcomed her to the life of a Vampire. She once more tried to attack him, and he had to subdue her once more. While she was thus, he explained to her the Ways of the Vampire.
Eventually, she accepted what she was, and her and her creator traveled together for many decades. They eventually parted ways, and over the millennia’s they have bumped into each other now and again, and spend a few years, or decades together, before once more going their separate ways.
Currently she has managed to blend herself in with Mortal Society. Women, though rare, are still warriors, and she trains those who wish to know the art in a training camp of her devising. She has also garnered much wealth in her 3000+ years.