Secondly, This is a story of a new OC of mine called Damien Ferka Sorena. The name Damien is from French and means to tame (or something like that). Ferka is Romanian (I think) for French and Sorena is French for leader (or something like that. Damien was a Parisian gypsy until he was 10 years old when he was taken by slave traders. At 12 he was given to Count Fane Cel Rau (I'm assuming in this story that the reader, you, know a bit about Fane. If you don't, I'll link a whole bunch at the end of the descriptions. Go check him out). He's a slave until he's 23, when this story takes place. The curse on Damien he managed, somehow, to place on himself when he was 9 and works in a weird way. If he'd died naturally he would've woken up again as a 9 year old, because that's when he got the curse on him. But since Fane killed him, he's stuck at 23 forever. Waking up from the dead hurts like hell and his body only heals to the point where a normal mouse would survive. Then all magic-quick-healing stops and he's just like everyone else. So a broken bone is a broken bone, no difference. The whole story is supposedly in Romanian, because Fane lives in Romania. Damien can speak Romanian (because all gypsies learn that), French (because he was born in Paris and lived there for 10 years of his life) and Italian (because his mother taught him that). He's got a good memory, so he is fluent in all three languages, even though he's only spoken Romanian for over a decade. Damien is very controllable and he's extremely scared of Fane. Especially after he was tortured for 4 month's straight, and when someone can't die, that'll be bad... Any questions on Damien, please feel free to ask...

Thirdly, I feel like I should  put translations in here of everything that is said in French and Italian, but it really isn't that much that Damien says that he doesn't translate for Fane in the story, since Fane doesn't speak Italian at all and only knows a bit of written French and can't understand when people talk. So I'm not going to. If you want to know specifically what is said, use Google Translate. It's not that hard.

Fourth, this is set around 1495. That's why I say 'winters' and not 'years'. As I get it, Fane is almost 100 years old at this point. I'm not sure how long it took to travel around at that point in time, but I'm guessing it took a while. 

Lastly, this story came to be because of this picture --> mimmime.deviantart.com/art/Glu…

It was a part of a series I did of Fane and the 7 Deadly Sins, and the description there explains it pretty well.

Edit: Forgot... The cries at the end is because Damien knows he's not going to be let out for a while, and I mean a while. Talking about months, of not a few years... He's going to starve to death and not be able to die... Just wanted to clarify...

I really hope I got Fane right and not too out of character...

Fane --> belongs to the awesome who let me make a character to put in his story... Thank you...

On her page you'll find tons of Fane-stuff, including stories he's in... Go read it!!

Some of my personal faves:

      

And of course stories:

Echoes in my Mind PrologueEchoes in my mind
Prologue
Smoke from the long cigarette in his gloved hand curled about his head as he gazed out the stained glass window, watching the lightning zigzag through the night sky. It was an awing sight, seeing the bolts of electricity shooting between the clouds and down to the ground. It was as if the elements themselves shared his foul mood.
"P-Professor?"
The rat… or large mouse, as he viewed himself… gritted his teeth in agitation as that bat's gruff voice grated on his nerves. "What is it, Fidget?" he asked, rubbing his temple with a white gloved hand as he felt a migraine coming on.
"Th-there's someone wants ta see ya…"
"Who is it and what do they want?" he demanded.
"I dunno who it is," the bat shrugged. "'E's a grey mouse with fancy black clothes a-an' sorta red colored eyes… kinda spooky looking," he added with a shudder. "Said it was really important. Somethin' about a business prop… uh, propa…" Fidget scratched his head in thought,   Blood and Gold: Ch. 1
Chapter 1
As dark storm clouds lingered on the horizon, two ships cut through the waters of the Caribbean, one in hot pursuit of the other. The H. M. S. Intrepid, one of Mousedom’s finest military vessels, cut through the waves smoothly as she sailed at full speed towards her target. The ship was a flurry of activity as the crew hurried about to do their tasks.
A young mouse by the name of Basil Brettman felt a thrill of excitement course through his veins. He knew a pirate ship when he saw one. He hadn’t been in the service for quite two years yet, but he already had plenty of experience dealing with them. An excellent swordsmouse, he’d proven himself within a month of joining, and quickly rose through the ranks. However, despite his skills, the one thing he seemed to have a problem with was following the strict rules and regulations. Added to the fact that he was a bit hot-headed and stubborn, and it wasn’t difficult to guess that he stayed in trouble  als123.deviantart.com/art/Nosf…

And she was so AWESOME to draw this, of Fane and Damien...

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Which I'm just dying over...


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