23 (Claims is his age)
Actual Age: 114
Lives life literally on the edge. As many things won't kill him he takes full advantage of it and utilizes it. This being said he can care less and enjoys his life as much as possible. He loves to have fun and gets a thrill out of playing god so to speak. Yet while he enjoys the rush and impressing people, he falls short of making to many friends as he is likely to outlive most of them. And the few vampire friends he's kept around has either been killed or doesn't speak to him much due to his half breed nature. He also aims to protect humans to the best of his ability being sure most don't become dinner for the rest of the beasts he calls family.
Light to travel, often wearing nothing more then a black hoodie, with the swords concealed underneath it. His pants are loose fitted jeans, in which he keeps a small dagger in a leg holster. In his right back pocket he holds a small knife in which he keeps on him in case he loses all other options. Only other noteable things is a backpack in which he keeps filled with blood packets (B- is the tastiest)
My story dates back to the 12th century of the 5th year of the 96th day. On this day, a history was skipped for now.
Vampire like blood
Can dwell in sunlight as long as he has drank enough blood that previous night
Only needs to sleep once every six days
Super like strength
Vision is much similar to a hawks as he can see far ranged
Adept Melee combat
Being short on blood.
When he's low on blood, he's much weaker like a human
Slower when short
Must have at least a pack of blood a day to hold any urges back.