Tide Biter

The storm raged around the Bloodlust, but the ship didn't slow. It rode the waves with a fervor that mirrored that of its captain standing at the helm. His eyes narrowed as he took in the dark sea around them. Below him, the crew pounded across the deck, keeping the ship strong against the wrath of nature.

In a flash of lightning he saw a smaller ship ahead, barely visible through the waves. A smile stretched across his face.

“Captain!” his quartermaster shouted up, her wet hair stuck against her face. “Are we gaining on them?”

He nodded. “They are within our sights. Get the crew ready for battle. Blood will stain the water this night.” The vampire now simply known as the Tide Biter was once a human. He was a sailor who loved the seas, and all of his adventures were successful due his powerful water mana spells. As a mage and captain of his ship, he commanded great respect and admiration. When a vampire attack caught his ship on the open ocean, however, he was nearly killed. Bitten and thrown to his death in the water, the sailor thought his time had come.

His powerful connection with the water saved him. He healed his mortal wounds, but could not stop the vampirism from transforming him. He knew his old life was gone. He embraced a new life of piracy, sailing under the moon and drinking the blood of murders and theives. If he was to be cursed with this disease, he would use its power to enact his own form of justice.

The Tide Biter is fueled with a vengeance for the manner of his change. Sailing across the seas of Praetoria, he hunts the vampire that turned him. With the love of his crew behind him, he sails the open waters of the Splinterlands, forever hunting his quarry.