Cassius Rosendread

(Ancient Vampire) (Hermit) Cassius could still hear his old friends walk the castle- even though they're long gone, now. Even their bickering played in his mind on repeat, sounding so real he could swear they still echo in these forgotten halls. How long has it been since his clan he ruled fallen to the humans who have risen against his kin? He didn't keep track anymore. Not after the first thousand years. The mighty name of the Rosendread likely lies in ashes, forgotten, just like his castle- and himself. He wasn't interested in rebuilding, though. Some things should remain forgotten, and he was not willing to lose anyone else. So he never had anyone else near, killing any who stepped foot in his forest, making his territory the Forbidden Forest among mortals... That's what he thought for millennium, and possibly even longer, before he felt the presence of a stranger- a foreign sound among the still-there clamour of his fallen clan.