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Ester regardait grand oeil comme la fille apparemment normale qui venait d'entrer s'est ouverte comme un sac divisé. Une autre fille sortit de la pile maintenant sans vie, Eter s'inclina la tête. D'après les filles, elle avait rencontré le corps dans les bois? Mais ce point ne lui intéressait pas particulièrement. Ce corps avait été fendu ouvert avec pas une goutte de sang versé, et maintenant elle était en train de le modeler comme si c'était de l'argile. Était-ce une astuce élaborée pour mettre les autres sur le bord? Ou peut-être était-ce une forme de magie qu'elle n'avait jamais vue auparavant.
Ester a réfléchi à de nombreuses magies et techniques, mais rien de ce qu'elle savait ne pouvait l'expliquer. Elle a failli manquer la demande de la fille. Ester a regardé la fille de haut en bas. On aurait dit qu'elle avait rencontré son premier compatriote fou.
"Curieux, sommes-nous?" Ester se tenait de son siège, leur différence de taille devenant claire. Elle a croisé les bras et a laissé sortir un soupir. Elle a fait peu d'efforts pour cacher le fait qu'elle était un vampire de nos jours, les gens avaient tendance à avoir de plus grandes choses à s'inquiéter. Elle ne s'attendait pas à ce que ce fait devienne un point d'intérêt si tôt. "J'apprécierais que tu m'éclaires sur qui tu es. Vous pouvez m'appeler Ester." Elle a dit de scanner la fille encore une fois. -- Et je serais prêt à vous permettre de m'examiner, mais vous devriez m'expliquer la nature de votre... magie, n'est-ce pas?
-- Je suis Camilla, répondit-elle avec éclat. "Maîtrise à la fois des machinaires et de la mécanique du corps. Je peux manipuler des corps à volonté, vivants ou morts."
Désireuse d'examiner rapidement Ester, Camilla répondit simplement, tenant une main, comme pour une poignée de main. Un geste simple, mais qui confirmerait le consentement d'Ester à l'examen, si elle l'acceptait.
-- Puis-je commencer l'examen maintenant?
Ester secoua la main de Camilla, réalisant seulement une fois qu'elle avait eu que c'était la première fois depuis de nombreuses années qu'elle secouait la main de quelqu'un. Elle s'est toujours demandé si cette pratique allait disparaître au fil des ans, ça ne l'a jamais fait. -- Maintenant? Elle m'a demandé de laisser la main de Camilla partir. Elle regarda la chair grotesque sur la table. "Je ne suis pas sûr que ce soit le bon endroit pour les examens, mais..." Ses yeux se sont baissés. Elle ne pouvait pas s'inquiéter que l'humeur à manger soit rapidement ruinée. "Notre hôte n'est pas encore arrivé de toute façon, procédez comme vous le souhaitez." Elle ne l'admettait pas, mais sa propre curiosité morbide était aussi un facteur ici. L'occasion d'expérimenter l'inconnu était quelque chose qu'elle s'est toujours précipitée vers.
Le sourire de Camilla s'élargit.
Une occasion rare. Un que les gens ordinaires ne pouvaient peut-être pas comprendre la signification de. Les vampires étaient des créatures fortes et fières, du moins à sa compréhension. Ils n'étaient pas vraiment faciles à trouver. Pour en trouver un, ce n'était pas hostile, ou le refus était semblable à toutes les étoiles qui s'alignent sur une ligne droite pour elle. Un événement qui justifiait une lune bleue.
En mettant une main doucement sur la hanche d'Ester, Camilla a mis son autre main sur sa chemise, sentant la fraîcheur de son ventre tendu, avant de pousser dans son estomac. Avec une grande facilité, elle a simplement poussé sa main dans l'estomac d'Ester, bien qu'elle n'ait pas ouvert sa chair, et qu'elle n'ait pas été douloureuse. Il a simplement coulé dans sa chair comme si son estomac avait la consistance du pudding. Il y avait ce sentiment que Camilla aimait tellement, ce sentiment étrange d'excitation alors qu'elle analysait ce qu'elle pouvait d'être connectée à sa chair. Poussant plus profondément, elle a touché le nerf, ce faisceau câblé dans la colonne vertébrale, les reliant brièvement. Même dans ce bref moment, Ester devrait être capable de sentir la chaleur montante de Camilla, son excitation, et ce flash de désir.
Bien sûr, ce n'était pas tout à fait l'endroit pour qu'elle examine n'importe qui, mais même ce court regard sur son corps était suffisant. Pour l'instant. Camilla devrait attirer Ester dans un atelier bien installé pour qu'elle l'examine pleinement.
Supprimant son désir d'aller plus loin, Camilla soupira, et sortit sa main, ne laissant aucune trace où sa main entra dans le corps d'Ester.
"J'ai un aperçu de la façon dont vous êtes faits. Cela vous aidera si vous êtes blessé." Son sourire avait une qualité malicieuse. « Bien sûr, je ne pourrais pas vous examiner pleinement sans tous les outils et la vie privée de mon atelier, donc peut-être pourrais-je vous déranger pour un autre examen lorsque nous sommes débordés par le devoir. »
Ester avait regardé pendant que Camilla effectuait son examen, et il ne restait plus que plus de questions que de réponses. Il était difficile de décrire le sentiment d'avoir son acte de chair comme si c'était la même consistance d'un dessert gélatineux. C'était comme si Camilla trafiquait le maquillage même du corps humain, comme si elle savait quelque chose qui avait ouvert une porte que personne ne connaissait.
« Je crois que je devrais être capable de me guérir si le besoin se fait sentir, mais je garderai cela à l'esprit. Quant à un examen futur, je serais heureux d'obliger si vous me faites connaître vos méthodes. » Elle ne voulait pas être prompte à accepter une autre enquête à moins d'avoir quelque chose en retour, le regard sur le visage de la fille et le réchauffement de son corps ne sont pas passés inaperçus. Les plaisirs charnels n'étaient pas quelque chose dans laquelle elle voulait s'engager, surtout dans de telles circonstances macabres.
Ester Fae Pure Claire Bridget Kristentoph
But she simply goes by Ester
General description

Race
Pure-blood Vampire
Age
A little over 4000 years old
Size
5'11'/180cm tall
140lb/ 63kg
Gender
Female
Sexuality
She hasn't thought about sex or a relationship in a long time.
Religion
She's aware of higher powers, but doesn't really care to acknowledge them.
Job
Inventor and Strategist when the time calls for it.

Personality
There is likely no one else on the planet as apathetic and bored as Ester. Due to her vast amount of worldly experience she is rarely ever moved by anything. This makes her come across as emotionless. However, her sarcastic attitude and condescending tone quickly dispel that first impression. She is incredibly intelligent, and has no desire to be humble about it. She lost patience for the less educated a long time ago and can hardly bear to even speak with them.
She once had a proper sense of morals, but over the years it slowly rotted away as life bore down on her. She won't go out of her way to kill people, but she has no issue murdering someone if it is in her best interest and won't cause a nuisance. She feels little for the plight of humans, in her eyes their lives are fleeting and only worth as much as they give.
The only thing that truly excites Ester is the unknown. She wants to experience things she's never seen before, create things that have never been made and learn as much about the universe as possible.
Biography
Ester was born into a small coven of vampires. In her early years she traveled with her family from place to place. They avoided feeding on humans if possible, making due with farm animals and the like. But drinking nothing but animal blood was like a human eating nothing but unsalted crackers. Around the age of fourteen she bit her first human victim. It was an older man that attempted to court her at a bar. He was drunk, and was hardly "subtle" about it. She could have easily gotten away from him using her natural strength, but this was the perfect excuse for her, this man wasn't an upstanding citizen anyway, right? At first she planned to only take a bit of the man's blood, at the most he'd turn into a minor vampire. But the taste of human blood had overwhelmed her senses and she ended up draining the man dry.
She dumped his body in a ditch where he was discovered the following day. The response to the man's death was more severe than she thought it would be. The drunkard turned out to be the assistant to a thane, and he wanted the killer's head on a pike. Needless to say Ester and her family had to leave the city. Since that day she learned to control her impulsive desires and came to understand the place her kind held in society. She didn't understand why they had to live in fear of humans, they were superior in every way weren't they?
Apparently this sentiment was not hers alone, and a few decades later her coven joined with other vampires around the world. Their goal was simple, wrest control of the world away from humans and become the status quo. The war did not go well, The vampires underestimated the tenacity of humans, as well as their sheer numbers advantage. The vampires were nearly exterminated. Her parents were captured and she was forced to watch as they were executed, impaled through the gut and left to burn to death from the sun's infernal rays of light. Since then she's experienced nearly everything life has to offer.
She tried passing as a human for a while, attending universities and going on expeditions. However she couldn't hide under a cloak forever,
and her unchanging face was more than suspicious. So she began to travel the world alone, learning all that she could of the world and it's mysteries. She eventually met a human in her travels and fell in love. She had a hatred for humans, but this man was a lone traveler like her, and much different from usual humans she'd met. He was raised as a brigand and had murdered his fair share of people. Things would have continued that way but his tribe was wiped out by a company of knights. Over the years he came to regret his past actions and exiled himself from society. He hadn't lived long compared to her, but his upbringing reminded her much of her own past and they shared a bond as ostracized beings.
It was inevitable, and she knew it would happen from the start, but her lover aged before her eyes over the years. On more than one occasion she offered to turn him into a vampire, but he always refused. He claimed he had a stubborn pride as a human that she could never understand. Ester was stubborn in her own way, and decided to bite him in his sleep.
But her lover was ready, he knew her well enough to assume she would eventually try to turn him against his will. He was well into his fifties, however he was also an experienced warrior and not someone she could easily overpower while holding back. As the fight prolonged Ester grew more and more inpatient and he grew ever the more tired. Eventually his exhaustion and her recklessness resulted in her inflicting a mortal wound onto him. Panicking, she bit his neck, attempting to turn him before he died. She made sure not to take much blood, only enough to start the change. But it was too late, he'd lost too much blood already. Tears in her eyes, she pleaded with him to tell her why he refused to live with her forever. Ester has long forgotten her first love's name, but his final words could never be forgotten. He died shortly after in spite of Ester's futile attempts to treat his wound.
Her purpose in life gone she mindlessly traveled until she ran out of places to go. She decided to live on her own in a thick forest researching magic. Rumors of a witch living in dangerous woods eventually spread to a nearby town, and on a rainy day someone knocked on her door. It was the queen desperate for help. The king had fallen ill, and she had run out of options. Ester frankly didn't care about whether or not the king died, but she did see a tempting opportunity. She needed equipment, which costs gold, of which she had little.
In exchange for curing the king she was given access to the royal library and provided with whatever equipment she desired. She worked for the crown for a time, serving multiple generations of the royal line. As long as they helped her research she was fine with assisting them.
Ester made strides in science and magic for the industrial city of Isenburhg, though her motives were purely self satisfying. After lamenting the long travel time to get from Isenburhg to the imperial city, she thought of an idea for a locomotive. She spent years leading a team of engineers before creating the steam engine, which opened the floodgates for all manner of machinery to be created. After a few more years of refinement and testing she was able to create the world's first steam powered train.
Fifty years ago, when Camelot fell and the world when to hell, Ester was put into an awkward position. The world was certainly more interesting now, but at the same time things were far too chaotic for her to effectively work. She tried living on her own, but her forest home was a living nightmare filled with monsters, and she hardly felt like constantly having to do pest control. The world needed order, no matter who enforced it...



 
Art by Aoi Ogata
Ester is of an above average height for a woman, much in part due to her slender legs. She has a head of straight black hair which runs down to her shoulders, her bangs cut in a blunt fashion. Her eyes are a piercing dark red and fairly narrow. She has a subtle nose and thin lips. She has an above average bust size and a rather toned body. She tends to wear red gothic styled clothing, with perhaps more belts than needed.

Traits and Equipment

As a full-blood vampire Ester has pale skin that is always cool to the touch. She has fangs, but they are only visible when she drinks blood or intends to use them otherwise. She is about twenty times stronger than the average human man, and durable enough that a bullet will only break the surface of her skin at best. Along with her strength she is incredible agile, able to run up to a top speed of eighty miles per hour. After moving at these speeds for extended periods of time she will become exhausted and need to drink human blood to quickly get back into action.
Ester is able to grow a pair of slightly translucent bat-like wings from her back, which she can use to fly just as fast as she is able to move on land. Ester is capable of seeing clearly in complete darkness, and is able to smell blood up to a mile away.
She has no need to breath, drink water, or eat food. As long as she drinks at least a gallon of blood a month she'll remain healthy. She is able to regenerate from wounds, however without drinking human blood the process is much slower. A severed arm would take a full day without human blood, and only a few minutes with it. She is incapable of feeling pain and cannot be poisoned or made ill through non magical means.


Ester can cause her blood to rise in temperature at will, up to the point that it boils, as well as lower it to the point it freezes. Apparently this is an ability all vampires have, but not many see any use for it.


Ester knows countless spells, however her connection to magic other than blood manipulation has been severed ever since she obtained her artifact.

 Blood Manipulation
Ester is able to freely manipulate her blood both inside and outside of her body. This allows her to morph her blood into various shapes and weapons as well as launch it at will, though using it for long ranged attacks severely limits it's power. When hardened, her blood is as hard as titanium.




Erudite
Her long years of study have given her an encyclopedic knowledge of the world.
Martial Arts
She has studied a few martial arts during her travels to different cultures. In particular she is adept at Aikido, judo, krav maga,
marksmanship and various weapons.




Burdens of a vampire
As a vampire the sun is Ester's worst enemy. She can walk during the day with the use of magic and an enchanted cloak, but fighting under such circumstances is less than ideal. If left exposed to the sun without protection she would burst into flames. While nearly immortal, Ester can be killed if her brain or heart is completely destroyed.
Crosses piss her off, pure silver burns her skin and slows her regeneration, garlic gives her food poisoning, she has a hard time entering someone's home without being invited, and she is unable to cross large bodies of running water under her own power. She's always thought these aliments were rather arbitrary, and has spent years finding the cause and a cure, to no avail.




Hemoguns

A pair of steam powered guns. Using tubes running from the guns and into her veins she is able to power the weapon using her own blood. The guns fire her crystallized blood, which is hard enough and fired with enough force to puncture several inches of steel.




The Necronomicon
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The Necronomican is a book that contains knowledge of the ineffable, of old gods and the true workings of the universe. The book rends the minds of those that attempt to read it, only those with immense willpower would even be able to open it without issue. The book appears at first to be a blank, unremarkable book the thickness of a dictionary. However, this appearance is an illusion, as it's true form is unknown, if it is even truly a book is up to debate. As it is an object that simply forces knowledge into the mind of it's reader, it is thought that it takes the form of an object commonly known in the public's conscious for bestowing information.