Thread: Vampire Corpse Haven IV ~Bunny and Ducky~

The House of Delostas Stories of the Past Only a few hours ago did the Haven burn to the ground its occupants running every which way with their belongings and most precious things. The cause of this disaster? The council set a flame to the old church because of its detest towards Mistress Kali she had broken the rules once more, and the sought to revenge their traditions by the death of her haven or by the death of her. My poor dear sister...We were sired by the same master you know? Well, I suppose you didn't...In any case those who knew my beloved sister watched from the outskirts of the church, watching the flames consume it. Kali had stayed inside, trying to cease the fire, but when the fire reached the wine everything would be lost. I've heard many stories of the happenings, but by far the most intriguing was that of the way they found her after the destruction. A mass of bones lay clasping a crystal cup...Kali always loved her wine... And so, now I, Makalyah have come to make a haven for those lost in the fire, for those without home or shelter, and most of all, for the memory of Kali... Informed of the death of Makaylah I have asked the council to take action against this slayer whom calls himself, 'The Fist of God.' Not only did they scorn the idea for fear, but the lesser folk of the council had forbidden my interference. They had told me it was too dangerous. Not only for the presence of the slayer, but of another one of our kind, known as Isetnofret A very old and very dangerous Vampire. These were not the only threats of the journey it was said that many other vampires not known by name infest the area. However, as the very distant Grandmother of Julian I decided it best to make my Journey. The death of my distant family shamed me as an Ancient I have dealt with eternity by looking after my family line. Taking in hand my silver bow and quiver I placed my armor fittingly on my body as I prepared for the Journey. Patting my pet on the head a dog, fittingly named Zeus as I strolled out of my confines taking only what I would need on my way there. Zeus nipping at me heels I strolled out into the daylight, I am Artemis, named after the Patron Goddess of the Hunt I have seen wars and death and the fall of Troy. ??I suppose it wasn't my place. I never thought I would stay here so long, but I had promised Makaylah I would take care of the Manor, and so I have. Making friends within the nearby village I discovered they had quite a bit of wealth to their name. The husband and wife, being so generous offered me a sum of money to reconstruct the Manor. So I have, I intend to bring about a haven rather than a death chamber that the Manor has seemed to become. The death that lingers here still saddens me, but I will reverse the curse, making this a suitable Haven. I, Laetitia hope Artemis will not return, for she brought such havoc upon the house of Netrophs...In memory of Makaylah, Joyce, and little Neferys, this will be a honored Manor, and their memory will never die?? ??That day was filled with tragedy. The day of blood and sharp words ended with the triumph of the council. Many fell to their blades while still other??s fled. Artemis took flight while Laetitia and I stood and fought. Battered and broken we parted. Taking shelter on the road Laetitia entrusted me with the wings of the accursed building. So, taking my fill of wine and soothing lagoon I waited twenty years for her return so I could relinquish my guardianship. Twenty long years alone within the nest of dust, no sign of Artemis, the slayer or little Laetitia. Twenty long years alone, I Isetnofet have sat within walls bathed in blood?? The Legacy continues in Paris, upon the lands of Delostas...