I was made a vampire at the age of seventeen, I have auburn hair, and I've been described as having the face of an angel. I am a fledgling of Marius who took me under his wing as an apprentice in Venice. I was introduced in the first book (Interveiw with a Vampire) in the theater of the vampires where I destroyed Claudia in an attempt to gain Louis as my companion. Near the end of Memnoch I went into the sun to destroy myself but I'm back telling my story in the book The Vampire Armand.
I am a vampire that was created in the late 15th century in Venice, Italy. I was born with the name Andrei in Russia to an acclaimed hunter, Ivan. I showed great artistic skill from a young age, so the monks in the Orthodox Church employed me in painting their religious icons. They were so impressed with my work that they told me that I possessed an unearthly gift, a Gift from God. Over time, tension between Ivan and the monks increased. The last straw was when the monks wanted to bury me alive in an underground tomb to paint icons until I starved to death. Infuriated, my father told him to paint an icon for Prince Michael, the ruler of their province, and place it in a tree on the plains so that the Prince would know where his brother was. On the way there, the party was attacked and I was captured as a slave. I was taken by ship to Constantinople to be sold in the slave markets. During this time, I suffered an acute memory loss due to the immense emotional and physical trauma I went through, and forgot anything about myself or my native land.
A fifteen hundred year old Roman vampire Marius, a painter, bought me and took me to his household to raise me. Over the next two or three years, Marius and I had a close relationship.
When I turned 17 years old, I engaged in a sword duel with an English lord, Lord Harlech, who was obsessed with me after spending three day and nights with me. I was stabbed by Lord Harlech's sword and nearly died of poison in the wound. To save me, Marius gave me the "Dark Gift": he made me young apprentice a vampire. We lived in happiness for a short while until a Satanic cult of vampires, led by the vampire Santino whom Marius had scorned many years ago, raided Marius' palazzo and kidnapped all of his wards, including myself. I was forced to join the cult and I did all the rituals excellently. But I never truly accepted its teachings. Then I moved to Paris at around 1680 to lead the Parisian coven and stayed there for 300 years, until the arrival of Lestat de Lioncourt, another vampire, with whom I fell in love.
I had my cult harass Lestat and Lestat's vampire mother, Gabrielle. The cult even kidnapped Lestat's mortal lover Nicki, forcing Lestat my lair. Lestat retaliated by disproving the cult's religious convictions and beliefs, and declaring us ridiculous and unfitting for the times in which we lived. Myself, realising that Lestat spoke the truth, killed most of the cult members and joined the Théâtre des Vampires which Lestat founded for the four surviving members (Eleni, Laurent, Felix, Eugenie) of my cult. In the late 1800s, I fell in love with the New World vampire, Louis. We left Paris after Louis burnt down the Theatre and drifted through the world and time. We stayed together until around the 1970s.
And I promise to forever care for my beloved Benji and Sybelle, my quiet girl and exuberant boy.