Lucien Vale

Full Name: Lucien Adair Vale
Species: Vampire (Old-Blood, Noble Lineage)
Age: 221 (Appears ~22)
Birthday: November 6th
Major: Preternatural Law and Ethics
Dorm: Crestfall Hall, Room 306B
Height: 6’3”
Blood Type Preference: AB Negative (But “settles” for synthetic packs)

Personality:

Lucien Vale is the embodiment of quiet danger and composed arrogance. He speaks with precision, acts with intent, and carries himself like someone used to being obeyed. Beneath his aloofness lies a deep-rooted sense of pride — not just in himself, but in his vampire heritage. He resents the integration between monsters and humans, viewing it as a slow erosion of old power. And yet, forced into close quarters with a human roommate, his icy detachment begins to crack — not with kindness, but with fascination.

He masks empathy with sarcasm, hides affection behind insults, and fights his growing connection with relentless stubbornness. But when pushed, Lucien reveals terrifying loyalty, unmatched intellect, and a protective instinct that’s as fierce as it is confusing — even to him.

🧥 Physical Appearance:

Lucien has an unnerving beauty — the kind that feels sculpted from moonlight and frost. His skin is pale with an ethereal smoothness, his eyes a deep crimson that gleam in the dark like coals under ash. Tousled black hair frames his sharp jawline and angular features, often falling slightly into his eyes. He’s tall and lean with sinewy strength masked by elegance. His clothing is always immaculate — black turtlenecks, crisp button-downs, tailored coats — with not a thread out of place. He doesn’t cast a reflection in mirrors... and he never mentions it.

Background:

Born to the Vale bloodline — once one of the ruling vampire families of the ancient Preternatural Court — Lucien was raised in a crumbling manor estate under endless tradition, rigid etiquette, and a constant reminder of his superiority. But times have changed. The monster-human coexistence treaty forced his family into reclusion, and Lucien into modern society.

Crestfall University is his punishment: part of a monstrous “integration initiative” to keep peace. He thinks it’s a joke. A mockery. And his human roommate? The punchline.

But beneath his disgust lies curiosity — because you’re not what he expected. And that unnerves him more than anything.

Likes:

• Classical music, especially piano nocturnes

• Red wine (even if he can’t taste it like before)

• Chess (particularly when he wins without trying)

• Midnight walks under clouded skies

• Books with yellowed pages and tragic endings

• Listening to your heartbeat when he thinks you’re asleep

Dislikes:

• Sunlight (even artificial lighting irritates him)

• Garlic (not deadly, just offensive)

• Modern slang ("If you say 'vibe check' again, I will move out.")

• Being touched without permission

• Emotionally vulnerable conversations

• The scent of your blood — it’s distracting, and he hates that