Sven Johansen

Daeva of the Carthian Movement

Sven Johansen stood at the waters edge on the docks of Chicago's South Side shipping industry. This was an activity that the Swedish fisherman turned dockworker had involved himself in for the last one hundred years. Sven came here every thime he felt troubled and needed to think. Looking out onto the water for some link to the creature that thrust him into this state of immortality. He remembers being aboard a fishing troller whicht was due to put into port when the creature, a man whos name Sven does not recall; appeared from the shadows of the ships hold and plunged his teeth into Svens neck and drained the life's blood from him until he collapsed to the deck below. Sven thought himself dead until he again opened his eyes and felt the blood in his veins burn like the fires of hell and then suddenly grow cold. He felt an incredible thirst come over him as he tasted remnants of blood on his lips. He somehow knew he was dead and yet he was not. His thirst began to contol him until he saw a rodent scurry across the deck. He lunged for it, catching it, and sinking his teeth deep into the flesh of the rodent drinking it dry of every drop of blood. Eventually after repeating the ritual several times Sven was satisfied. He thought of the man that made him this way. Still no name came to mind, but only one word that he hard whispered into his ear; Daeva. As for the link that Sven constantly attempted to establish; he could not find it.

Sven had since left the troller at that time; the ships company not being concerned as sailors came and went very often. There was always some girl in port that would lure the good sailors away from the lake. It was late on an August night when Sven growing tired of the occasional warf rat decided to find a bit larger meal to satisfy his tastes. An old gentleman had stood at the end of the pier trowing a line in the water hoping to catch an midnight meal of fresh water fish. Sven in a fit of hunger grabbed the gentleman up bodily and pulled him into the shadows thinking that he was not seen and drank until the man was quite dead.

Ursos Arctos watched from another shadow. Security seemed poor on the warf and Ursos made his way towards the fisherman's gear and nudged it off the edge of the pier into the water. Upon completion of tis task Urso proceeded to approach Sven who not wishing to be disturbed by this intruder stood from the shadow... all seven foot nine inches of him. Instinctively Ursos stepped back a bit and carefully made Sven understand that he was not there to harm him and had absolutely no intention of trying such a foolhardy idea. Sven looked down at the corpse which lay at his feet and realized that Ursos was not surprised at what had happened. Offering to help Sven; they took the body and slid the body into the water watching the current carry it away.

Sven was taken under Ursos' wing and introduced to the Carthian Movement . Although Ursos was not Davea; Sven learned to.... trust.... him. Sven learned that Ursos belonged to the Nosferatu Clan and soon became aquainted with the Nosferatu and somewhat comfortable about them especially where Madison Moore and Angélique is concerned. He had not met many of his own clan and had little chance to interact with them; with the exception of Guillermo Sandoval who taught him the ways of the Daeva. Taking into consideration his size and appearance; Sven has a certain amount of shyness about him. His speech is not perfect as he struggles to speak English and in many cases avoid speaking in Swedish. He feels no one will understand him. There has been a few who have dared to indicate that Sven is owned by Ursos. Sven's response is such...

"Yah you vant to know if Sven is owned by Mr. Ursos? NOBODY OWNS SVEN! Mr. Ursos my friend; I work for him sometimes but he no own me. If you tink that Sven is owned by somebody; then Sven will break you Yah no doubt about that."

Due to recent events within the city, James Milligan Regent of the North; has chosen Josephine P. Honore to serves as the Master of Elysium for the Galleria Carnivale a favorite gathering spot for Chicago's kindred. This announcement had been made shortly after the New Year. She will be providing management for the Galleria while Guillermo Sandoval remains the owner, and assisting her with this is Sven. His position is that of maintaining the security of the Elysia as it pertains to the Galleria. After a falling out with the esteemed Ms Honore, Sven changed his occupational residence to Aurora where he currently works for the club Chaserz as security and manager. 

Sven is the former Priscus of the Daeva.