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Khali

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 Bloodline nosferatu azerkatil.png On Black Wings
“For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd;
And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! ”
Lord Byron, The Destruction of Sennacherib




       Parents fled the Berber city of Mlila, now known as Melilla, when the Spanish invaded, settled eventually in Algiers in 1518 when Khali was fifteen. At this point she was married to one of the soldiers that came to fight against the Spanish. By twenty she had given her husband two sons and a daughter, and he had risen in rank among those in the city, securing for them both position and power. During that time the city was once more lost, and then regained, and the Ottoman Empire was invited in to establish a foothold in Algeria.

       Things went well for a while, her husband became fat, lazy and did very little fighting any more. He ended up going against one of the other pasha and due to that, and who their friends were, she got abducted and used against her husband. By this point he had his heirs, and didn’t feel a need for his first wife any more. She’d served her purpose, and so he dismissed it. She proved herself to be fearless in the face of her captors, and ended up impressing someone. Something, really.

       Her sire is Ismail bin Suleiman, a man that was sent by Suleiman I to Algeria when the Barbarossa requested the protection of the Ottoman Empire. It was a rare thing at the time that a woman would be Embraced, but Ismail decided to take a gamble on Khalida and Embraced her during her captivity. The experience was an unpleasant one, and she was locked up for a full month, only allowed to feed off vermin until she could control herself. Only then did he begin to let her come along on hunts with him.

       The first decade of her unlife was spent in various outposts and holdings of the Ottoman Empire along the Berber Coast. Her Sire was a loyal follower, even unto death. From him she learned how to track the enemies of the Empire, and to do whatever it took to protect them. Unknown to her in those early days the Empire was practically synonymous with the First Estate, the ties between them ran so deep, and so many within the power structure of the Ottoman Empire were placed in their positions not just because of their own drive, but because of those behind the scenes.

       It was then that she began her membership in the Lancea Sanctum, her membership endorsed by her Sire. Things proceeded as expected, they attended to the matters of their respective covenant, as well as the Empire. She went through her ups and downs, but always with her Sire there to make sure that she did her very best to learn the rules, and how to conduct herself with the appropriate amount of gravitas.

       Her Sire remained on the Berber Coast, but in 1543 she was sent to aid the efforts in Hungary. The joint effort of the Ottoman Empire and France against the Habsburgs was more than just a mortal fight, there was a drive for more territory, and she spent the next several decades in the area. At first she simply was a foot soldier, doing what needed doing, fighting what fight needed fighting. But eventually her attention shifted to not simply furthering the agenda of the Covenant, and instead finding foes of vampire kind in general to fight. This was anything from vampires that had lost control to werewolves or witches that needed to be dealt with, to other things that didn’t always have a name.

       It turned out that not only was she good at it, but there was a need for such things. She wasn’t the only one that did it, of course, and she would frequently team up with others to take down foes tougher than she could handle on her own. The Ottoman Empire was always changing and expanding, and frequently she would ride the wave of the mortal movements, using it as means of travel with a handful of loyal followers. It was during this that she ended up Embracing her first progeny, Josephine Dumont. She was in France during that time, in the year 1569.

       Dumont was useful, not only was she a strong female in a man’s world, but her family had both name, money, and stature. Khali remained in various parts of France with her Progeny until the early 1600s. During this time her progeny joined the Second Estate and began to establish her own identity as a free vampire. Khali made certain that her childe was on the proper path before she left on a quest once more that took her back to Northern Africa for a few years, then she began moving around the wider world of the Ottoman Empire.

       She would settle in cities for a decade before moving on, never settling longer than that, and sometimes for far less time. It would depend on if there was the whispers and rumor of a monster that needed to be put down. When she wasn’t actively pursuing that time of work she would help the local Covenant in whatever capacity they needed. Sometimes this was simply day to day business, other times it might be territorial disputes. No matter what though, she was always busy for the first century of her unlife.

       It wasn’t until she hit the hundred year mark, after moving around and never really staying any one place for too long that she settled in Constantinople for a bit of downtime. She had fought wars, killed enemies, lost control, refound her control, Embraced a childe and watched them grow up some, and established a name for herself. But now she was tired of the travel, and decided to grow roots for a little while. She filled the position of Hound for a short period of time before taking a voluntary nap. It was a fifty year sleep, making up for lost time of a sort, and then she woke just in time for the Ottoman Empire to declare war on Poland.

       Instead of joining the new push against Poland she remaining in Constantinople, resuming her position within the Praxis, this time as Primogen. During her time she reacquainted herself with the world, learned about what changes had occurred, and delved further into the occult studies than she had previously. To that end she Embraced her second Progeny, a mystic and a scholar, mathematician and alchemist. They spent time exploring the more intellectual aspects of unlife, the mystical side of things. As well as fighting the enemies of the covenant in various places around the city they called home. To say that a monster, and she was under no delusion that she was as much a monster as those she hunted, could love would be somewhat inaccurate. She didn’t love like those with a beating heart still did, but she was dedicated to this progeny in a way that she had not been to her first.

       When they left Constantinople finally they remained together for quite a while, nearly two hundred years before they finally parted ways. It was a rocky parting, a lot of baggage was between the two of them, but they have remained in contact since then and have resolved many of the issues that caused the split. Khali returned to France to check in on Josephine, finding that she had settled in Paris and was content to work for both immortal and mortal church on matters.

       Khali then stretched out further than she had previously, heading across to London for a time, Embracing her third Progeny there before shaking the dust off and traveling across the sea to America. She was very much out of place there, and went further underground than she had while within the territories controlled by the Ottoman Empire and their allies. She began to develop contacts in the mortal world, having to start from scratch in the new world, and traveled extensively, heading up to Canada for a while before dipping down into Mexico. During the World Wars she returned to Paris and other parts of Europe for a time.

       In the 1960s she returned to London, then Paris, and then Constantinople, now Istanbul. Each stop was meant to check in with her Progeny, touching base with them. In Istanbul she met her grand-progeny for the first time, another thread to add to the ever increasing web of her life before she returned to the United States once more. There she traveled, never staying in one place for long, never establishing herself as anything more than a soldier for hire.

 Bloodline nosferatu azerkatil.png Reasons to Fly Together
  • Duty: This has always been a top priority of hers. Some might question her methods, as she seems very relaxed about many things, however that is simply part of her approach to her duties.
    • Mihna: Shortly after arriving in Chicago, it was bestowed upon her the rank of Mihna. Or Inquisitor, for those more used to the common Western forms. Whatever could someone like that be getting up to here?
  • Movies: She quite enjoys them, they were not something that was even contemplated when she was alive, and seem still a little like magic to her.
 Bloodline nosferatu azerkatil.png Murders & Parliaments


  • Family
Haliburton - Akhi. I think that you understand.
Faith - Part of a very large family tree, of sorts. Even if she wasn't lucky to be of the same branch, or unlucky as the case may be.
Velathrix - Far too good for this world. It's a wonder he's made it this far.
Seth
Tilly
Rachel
Kumanhi - Perhaps he got lost somewhere.
Cumani - Did she get lost as well?


 Bloodline nosferatu azerkatil.png Flights & Fancies


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Khalida Mokrani
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Date of Birth: August 1st, 1503
Mask: Perfectionist
Dirge: Competitor
Occupation: Contractor

Apparent Age: 20s.
Height: 5'3"
Hair/Eyes: Black/Pale White

Clan: Nosferatu
Bloodline: Azerkatil
Covenant: Lancea et Sanctum
Coterie:
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I'm a shadow
I'm a creeper
Want forgiveness
Getting weaker
I'm addicted to the fever
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
When the sun's down
Nocturnal rainbows soar in the air so high
It may seem so that I can't see
But the darkness provides the light for me
Get back, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, hands tied
Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live



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