Bloodclot

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Title: Bloodclot

Author: Morigan


Born Brutus Carni in Britain, Brutus spent most of his time growing up in a large house with his rich merchant father.

For his mother had fallen extremely ill after the day of his birth. She soon passed on, Brutus being supported entirely by his father, Adam's work. Adam always felt Brutus had the talent to be something special when he grew older.

Hence when Brutus pursued a hobby in art his father followed him all the way. As Brutus reached the age of 15 he possessed the ability to outdue all painters and sculpters in britainna. He was superior to all his peers, a true genius.

And then the trouble came. Unaware of what was coming to be, Brutus saw men break into their house violently grabbing his father, bracing him with chains and beating him severely. All that was left was the darkness of the cabin and Brutus weeping at the sight of his father's blood.

Months past as Brutus found his way to the trial. The judge pounded his hammer staring at Adam. "Adam Carni, for the many scams and crimes you've been accomplice to. In the name of British, we the court find you guilty and sentenced to hanging".

Brutus watched his only freind and family die that day. He went to the streets of Britain, homeless searching for shelter. Soon he stumbled upon a sewer that would give him protection until the rain died down. He was met with hidious creatures, the Nosferatu, surrounding him and embracing him into the dark side.

Brutus found a new family and with that the story of BloodClot was born, with the future terror he wreaked on Britain.

With several years passing BloodClot began to search for new ways to further his taste of carnage on the "traitors" of humanity. He learned of the Order of the Ebon Skull and felt they may prove more productive to serve. Maybe they'd even find a cure for this disgusting body, to a more suitable form. Until that day the mental scars still remain and this creature will remain more will remain more animal then man.

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