Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150227203205/@comment-5543592-20150301031740

Lorcan's mouth was in a line. He spoke through grit teeth. "I was captured by vampires when I was young.  The ones that live in the big castle near Solitude.  My 'ability' made me the ultimate food source." He walked as he spoke, coming to lean against a tree and crossed one ankle over the other. "They held me captured for along time.  Fed on me daily.  The whole castle would visit my cell at meal times.  Sometimes they milked my like a facking cow." Lorcan's voice got more and more aggressive as he spoke, like the memories were reverting him to a more feral state. "I got sick for about half a week.  They gave me there disease.  For awhile I was afraid I was going to be one of them.  For a while, I almost embraced it.  They'd stop eating me, and I could just die in peace.  Instead, I only got the claws.  I broke out using them, and they've proved useful ever since." He folded his arms. "Good enough for you?" He asked, his tone now neutral, his posture indifferent.