Personality: Afanasiy is strange, to say the least. He sees no problem with having friendly conversations with humans before sinking his fangs into their necks, but he won't even acknowledge another vampire. 

Opposite many of his race, Afanasiy actually doesn't have a problem with humans. He is more indifferent to them than anything, like a beetle on the pavement that he may or may not feel like squashing. Sometimes, he will stop and study them for a bit before peacefully going on his way, and other times he will savagely attack and rip a defenceless human limb from limb. In this sense, Afanasiy is unpredictable and unstable. Conversely, he is very much a creature of habit. He tends to follow the same self-imposed schedule every day, rarely doing things any differently.

Like many vampires, Afanasiy prefers to spend the majority of his time alone, though company is tolerated if not welcomed at times. He is very blunt when speaking to others, and while he will never openly insult someone, he wouldn't go out of his way to make them happy either. He's a little arrogant at times, relishing the superior strength and speed he had over humans. These he will brag about to anyone that will listen. 

History: Despite the fact that vampires are typically somewhat solitary creatures, Afanasiy had a travelling companion of sorts for just under six years. He served as what could only be described as a mentor for a young Afanasiy. For reasons unknown, the elder vampire (Culpa was his name) one day decided that he could not go on killing 'innocent' humans because he felt 'guilty', or some such nonsense.  As such, he began fasting, refusing to drink the blood of a human, even those which Afanasiy killed for him. Desperate and highly concerned for his friend, Afanasiy tried to convince Culpa to try animal blood instead. Reluctantly, the other vampire complied and, for a while, was able to survive solely on the blood of animals which he caught. However, it was a poor substitute for real human blood, and Culpa found himself growing weaker by the day. Just as a human would not be able to live off of water alone, vampires cannot live long by drinking anything other than the human blood they were intended to consume.

So a very frail, very weak Culpa slowly withered away as Afanasiy watched helplessly. Seeing no better alternative, the two continued to travel together, Afanasiy angry with Culpa for being so stubborn and stupid. Understandably distracted, the pair unknowingly wandered into what was apparently the domain of an extremely territorial vampire, who lashed out at the intruders. Afanasiy fought back, but not before the other vampire attacked Culpa, seriously injuring him. 

Refusing to eat and refusing help altogether at this point, Culpa died days later. Afanasiy somehow got it in his head that the whole thing was his fault, and in a fit of grief and rage, went back to kill the vampire who had wounded Culpa. After that, not knowing what to do with himself now that Culpa was gone, Afanasiy travelled far away so that his location wouldn't remind him of things he'd rather forget. He went along aimlessly for a long time, before he felt a strange and very powerful urge grip him. It was similar to normal hunger, but at the same time stronger and manipulative. He felt strangely compelled to venture towards a small human village, where the scent of fresh human blood was strong...

Blech: So. I was cruising google translate for believable vampire names, and I'm using words that are cliche and vampire-esque. One such word was 'drinker' (or something like that. Like... blood drinker) and guess what. POTATOR. I very nearly made that his name, but then I named him after my friend's cat instead. :u