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Ulfur's youth was rather standard for the time and place of his birth. He was the second born son of Olafur and Veronika Leifsson (Vagnsdottir in her maidenhood) on the 9th of April, 1856. He was raised well, a Pietist Lutheran, and grew quite inseparble from his elder brother, Tomas. When he was fourteen his younger sister, Sif, was born. His home of Akranes was a simple fishing along the western coast of Iceland. |
Ulfur's youth was rather standard for the time and place of his birth. He was the second born son of Olafur and Veronika Leifsson (Vagnsdottir in her maidenhood) on the 9th of April, 1856. He was raised well, a Pietist Lutheran, and grew quite inseparble from his elder brother, Tomas. When he was fourteen his younger sister, Sif, was born. His home of Akranes was a simple fishing along the western coast of Iceland. |
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| − | By the age of twenty he had followed in the footsteps of his father. Becoming a simple fisherman, his life, unchanged, would have followed a rather ordinary course. He was married to one Halldora Ingimarsdottir |
+ | By the age of twenty he had followed in the footsteps of his father. Becoming a simple fisherman, his life, unchanged, would have followed a rather ordinary course. He was married to one Halldora Ingimarsdottir On the 4th of December, 1873. It as in early July, 1885, that a traveller from Spain arrived in the dead of night. |
| − | He kept to the local inn for the most part, interacting little with the local populace. Though, for some reason or another, he took a liking to Ulfur who, despite his Pietist upbringing, couldn't help himself a drink or two at the end of the working day. It was on the |
+ | He kept to the local inn for the most part, interacting little with the local populace. Though, for some reason or another, he took a liking to Ulfur who, despite his Pietist upbringing, couldn't help himself a drink or two at the end of the working day. It was on the 16th that Ulfur discovered the truth about the Spaniard he had come to know as Amado Carlito. The vampire, following Ulfur from the inn in the dark of night, cornered him and beat him down with little effort. Then, expressing his fondness of the man, drained him dry and offered some of his own blood in return. The ritual complete, Ulfur awoke shortly after in a shallow grave only a few nights later. |
Ulfur was greeted by Amado, but the change from human to vampire had twisted any ideals the man may once have held. Dismissing Amado almost out of hand, he made way to his home where his wife, swollen with his unborn child, slept. There, he killed her quite brutally, tearing her head from her shoulders to carry it, across town, to his childhood home. The head was rolled through the open doorway, much to the screams of his family, and in he strode to murder his gathered family... Gathered for the fifteenth birthday of Sif. It was not unanimous slaughter, however. Though beaten bodily, Ulfur left his father alive. Leaving one thread of his mortal existence, and departing Akranes forever. |
Ulfur was greeted by Amado, but the change from human to vampire had twisted any ideals the man may once have held. Dismissing Amado almost out of hand, he made way to his home where his wife, swollen with his unborn child, slept. There, he killed her quite brutally, tearing her head from her shoulders to carry it, across town, to his childhood home. The head was rolled through the open doorway, much to the screams of his family, and in he strode to murder his gathered family... Gathered for the fifteenth birthday of Sif. It was not unanimous slaughter, however. Though beaten bodily, Ulfur left his father alive. Leaving one thread of his mortal existence, and departing Akranes forever. |
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