<a class="postlink" href="http://i51.tinypic.com/dzw0ur.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Name:Shawn Darrien<br/><br/>Age:322<br/><br/>Gender:Male<br/><br/>Species:Vampire<br/><br/>Job:Slavetrader/Hunter/Trainer<br/><br/>Currently wearing: Black trousers and a belt holding a rapier and a pistol. Along with a black pair of boots, no shirt.<br/><br/>Shawn was marching along the planks of his ship, The Serandra. It was one of his shipping vessels, mainly to take slaves and other interesting creatures to other continents for sale or trade.<br/>The young-looking man was a master slave trainer and trader, known worldwide for his skill with breaking all sorts of beasts...and humans.<br/>He looked to be around 21, though his true age is guessed at around 322. He is an ancient vampire, and as such immortality, as long as blood is given, is in accordance.<br/>However, age might have made him extremely strong, but it has also brought back a weakness from his human side...Shawn had to breath. Not as often as a normal human, and he could hold his breath for about ten minutes, but still, the need for oxygen had returned...<br/><br/>Shawn was making his rounds to check the cargo containers, his facade, as you would call it was a traveling merchant selling foreign fruits...ya right.<br/><br/>"Hmmm....??"<br/>His boots briskly stopped along the walkway staring down in to one of his cargo containers. It had just been reopened for inspection...and he liked what he saw.<br/>A crooked grin full of interest crept on to his face as he left down in to the giant crate.<br/>Fruit gave way under his feet, but it was covered in a layer of protection, so his shoes didn't get anything on them.<br/><br/>Shawn's hands went to his hips as he grinned down at the sleeping man. He did a quick once-over now that he was closer and his smile broadened even more. Young males fetch quite a nice price when properly trained...and he looked to only be around eighteen or so...very nice.<br/><br/>Since they had already left port...might as well start training. He could possibly have him ready by the time they reached the other continent...<br/><br/>So, without any more waiting Shawn knelt down besides the kid and spoke...<br/>"Hey. Brat. Waky waky time..."