Intro to Sirus The Dead City`s cartographer. A general in Faith of the Fallen`s Army. A young, would-be upstart with impressive potential... Or at least that`s what Sirus could have claimed a decade ago. He backed off from the dazzling spot light when deeper concerns began to eat at him. What does the constant warring achieve? What`s the point of contributing to a society where law and order are decided by those powerful enough to rule with an iron fist? After a long sleep, he`s wandering the streets again. Bitter, but trying to get passed it. Rekindling old connections when they can be found. Unsure how to ignite new ones. Left with the same old problem. That unanswerable question, The hell am I even doing here?

Quick Facts Has no idea who his sire was. Has zero interest in finding out. Young blood; He`s only been a vampire a little bit longer than he was mortal. He plans to never sire anyone, but he`s already accidently adopted other, younger fledglings once or twice. His permanent scars are from his last night as a mortal. The rest are from supernatural foes and will eventually heal. Probably. Maybe. His goals are... tentative at best. He`s not willing to admit that he`s aimlessly seeking a purpose, but it is what he`s doing. He prefers to champion other`s goals. Not a socialite. He avoids high society when he can. When he can`t... there`s a high risk that he`ll accidently cross someone. Not so great at starting conversations with people, but, man, can he rant at inanimate objects! Shines in battle. His expertise is, perhaps obviously, in dealing with other vampires. He can hold his own against most supernatural creatures... long enough to realize that he`s bitten off more than he can chew.