Federation 2 - Staff Bios

VLAD

Born in 1366, I was minding my own business tending the leech farm I ran for the local doctors and dentists in the foothills of Transylvania, when in walked a mysterious woman. Little did I realise what she meant when she asked if I wanted to go out for a bite!

Discovering all too late what it meant to be a vampire in the dark ages, I spent the next few centuries wandering from location to location, always having to pack up and leave at a moment's notice when the locals became suspicious of my activities. They would hear nothing of the claims that I was but a simple leech farmer from Transylvania and knew nothing of the rise in vampires in their area. After all, they did invite me into their home to see my collection of odd leeches!Finally settling in Transylvania County, North Carolina, after conquering my fear of crossing water, I lived in a remote cabin in the beautiful countryside occasionally going into town whenever the need for leeches reached my attention. After all, I am but a humble leech farmer from Transylvania. I stumbled onto a spaceship that crashed onto my acreage and noticed in a nice puddle of blood a person clutching a planet owner's permit in his dying hand. He leaned over and whispered his last breath into my ear (man did he have the need for a dental hygenist)... "Fed."I left my leech farm after repairing the vessel and headed off to space. Working my way up from job to job, I stumbled upon a planet shaped oddly like a pumpkin. Upon landing, I discovered the inhabitants used the trick or treating ritual as part of their daily life. I immediately returned to Earth, collected all my leeches and other personal effects and made off for this place that would become my new home.Unfortunately, none of the leeches survived the trip over the vast empty expanse of space, so I decided to become the leader of these wonderful simple people. I slowly rose through the ranks, occasionally stopping to marry along the way. For some reason, they did not seem to have the appreciation of longevity that I had and died.Upon reaching the rank of Duke, I saw a notice pasted on my landing pad. A picture of a bushy haired man, in a tie-dyed shirt, his finger extended as if pointing at me, Vlad, the humble leech farmer turned aristocrat. Beneath this picture were the words, "I Want You to Navigate!" I knew what I had to do!What a long strange trip it's been!

FEDERATION 2 STAFF BIOGRAPHIES

VLAD