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Bio: Avery Morgan

I get lost but I always come around

It's a strange fear allows me to be found

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Born in 1894 Avery Morgan was the seventh son of 9 brothers and 6 sisters, he was part of a very large farming family in northern Montana. Avery became used to being overlooked. His father could barly remember his name half the time as he was usually helping his older brothers or doting on the younger children, Avery was quiet and easily overlooked.

He grew to adulthood without much issue. Learning to live off the land and spending most of his time with the livestock of the farm then his family always feeling they were much too loud.

His oldest brother Dominic married into money. The two were never close, as Dominic had always poked fun at Avery at any chance but when a harsh winter came and Dominic found himself in a dire situation it was Avery who came to his aid. Dominic had a young daughter named Belladonna, the girl was all of seven and had disappeared on the farm while Dominic and his bride were visiting. The rest of the family gave up as the sun was setting on finding the girl, Avery did not. No one knew the land as well as he and the hounds. Grabbing a torch he set out into the woods.

When morning came the little girl was found shivering by the fireplace wrapped up in Avery's thin coat blood stains all over the coat but the girl was fine. The two dogs curled at her feet, but no sign of Avery. When questioned what happened she claimed that she was taken out of the bed by the local priest, and that he was a scary man. When her father pressed for more of the story of how she got home she explained that she had heard her uncle arguing with the priest while the hounds were baying. She had run to Avery and as they were leaving a woman in a long red dress came from the church telling her uncle that only one would leave alive. Him or the girl. Avery had wrapped her up in his coat and sent her off with directions, the dogs and the skeleton key to the house. A final warning to never stray from the dogs side and they would get her home.

They questioned her further but the girl was tired and with fever. When Dominic and his father in law came into the church a new priest was there. A story told to them that Avery and the girl were never there and no woman in red was ever seen and that the priest from before simply passed in his sleep and was buried already, given the winter conditions this didn't sit right as bodies were still being stored to be buried as the ground was too hard. But the church held to the story.

Dominic was not convinced, as much as he teased his brother he knew it was not like him to be away this long. As they walked through the graveyard they found a large splatter of blood on some tombstones. Something about it sent a chill through Dominic whom sent for his younger brothers favorite hound, a dog that Avery had had together since it was born. When it was brought to the stones it started to bay and laid its head down. Dominic knew without a doubt his brother was dead, traded his life for his daughters.

Meanwhile In a cave on the mountain, Avery was waking up drained nearly to the point of death, the priest and woman in red standing over him offering him a choice. Join them, or die. Join them and see more of the world or just die uselessly.

By nightfall he had the blood of the woman in his veins. The most painful and deepest pleasure in the world had been his turning. He had not known the touch of another so the vampires kiss and been a shock to the system. However he quickly found himself and his new found companions hunted.

His sire beheaded by a group of hunters while out gorging himself on blood and he was yet again given a choice. Vanish into the woods and learn to live quietly or die with his maker. Well, that was an easy one. The next 10 years he kept to himself, only venturing to town when he needed things the land could nor provide. It was on one of these trips that Avery saw a name in the obituaries that caught his eye. Gerald Morgan His father had died. And one the next page was a marriage announcement for another member of the Morgan family...Belladonna.

He doubted that anyone would recognize him or know him, but he did miss his family. What he did brought high risk to himself. Yet, he went. When he stepped onto the farmland of his youth he had sliced off his long blond hair and had used soot to color it black. Dressed to the nines in a dead man's suit he made his way to the door.

Smells of his youth assaulted his senses and the woman who answered the door didn't even recognize the ghost standing in her door. His own mother did not recognize him. A lot of his siblings had married off and gone off to live elsewhere. So it was easy for him to make his way to the corpse claiming to be the son of a long lost friend come to pay respects. Idly wondering if his father even thought of him when he died.

Then she walked in the room. A dazzling beauty and her father whose eyes looked much too old. Both in unison called out his name, recognizing him through his disguise. Dominic had been thought Avery dead, but after no body was ever found his mind changed. Belladonna growing up listening to her father's guilt for his mistreating of his brother and the way he had saved her had idolized her long gone uncle. His mother was shocked, just staring at him in an eerie silence.

They all sat around his fathers table as he spun an elaborate lie, claiming the woman in red was looking for someone to take home to fill the void left from the death of her family from fever. Saying she had planned to take Belladonna as her daughter but instead too him as her ward. He shocked them all by lifting a book and reading from it before them, he had learned to read from her blood. He could learn skills from nearly anyone with a sip of their blood. He was one of the only of the children never taught to read. It was only then that his mother started to weep and when she hugged him she realized something was wrong. He was ice cold, and she heard no heart beat. Looking up at him the look she saw in her sons eyes froze her blood.

She dared not speak it in front of the others, she knew better. Her brother had been a hunter not that she ever told her children. When the others went to bed she came to Avery and told him to leave and never return. No letters, no trinkets nothing. That if she ever saw him again she would put him down like the hellspawn he had become.

It broke his heart hearing it. And with a heavy heart he departed stealing one of the newer female hounds on his way out.

Once he left he spent his years since wandering from town to town keeping to himself and still wandering the night with the descendants of his old dogs by his side. Always keeping at least one puppy from each litter and giving away the rest until the time came. In time he stopped living in the woods and moved closer to people to try and learn more as the world changed around him. Watching people move on in the world as he learns more and more.

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