Confessions of a Vampire Devotee Content . I first heard about the vampire lord Zalar - do while exploring the markets of Elden Root . The stories both fascinated and frightened me . Here was a Khajiit who had gained power and notoriety , whose very name was whispered with fear and a healthy dose of respect . I admit it . I had been pondering the risks and benefits of life as vampire even since I was a child . Now , with each tale I heard , every rumor I digested , I realized the goal that was set before me . I had to find Zalar - do and convince her to turn me into a vampire . Why do I want to be a vampire ? That ' s a good question . I ' ve certainly asked myself that very same thing on more than one occasion since this obsession grabbed hold of me . I suppose it has something to do with the allure of power and the correlation between vampirism and sex that some scholars go on and on about ( yes , I ' ve read every book and letter I could find pertaining to the subject ) . But if I can be totally honest - and since this is my private journal , I suppose I have to be - the real appeal has to do with the longevity of the species . I ' ve read that ancients can survive hundreds , even thousands of years . As a child who saw both of his parents die much too young , this " immortality " has become a very attractive to me . I ' m not extremely keen on the idea of drinking blood , however , but I suppose every advantage comes with its own set of disadvantages . Such is the way of the world . I might be squeamish at fist , thought I expect with time and practice I could even grow to enjoy a daily feast of the crimson liquid . I wonder if it needs to come from an intelligent creature ? Or if it has to be fresh ? I guess that ' s what the protruding fangs are for . Before I could locate Zalar - do ' s lair or otherwise introduce myself to the vampire lord , the hunter appeared in town . He asked about disappearances and mysterious deaths , and he even mentioned Zalar - do by name while I eavesdropped on his conversation with one of the town guards . He was going to ruin my chance to meet and offer myself as an apprentice to the vampire lord . I followed the hunter around , watching how he searched for traces of Zalar - do ' s passing and tracked her to her lair . It was empty , of course . She was much too smart to be caught by the likes of Mel Andrys . I spent the next few months staying as close to the vampire hunter as I could without revealing my presence . I figured that he ' d have a better chance of locating Zalar - do than I would , and once we got close to the vampire lord I was sure I ' d be able to figure out how to help her avoid Mel Andrys and convince her to reward me with the power of the vampire . It was this dream that kept me moving , following the hunter from Grahtwood to Greenshade to Malabal Tor , until we eventually made out way to the Gold Coast . Here , luck was with me . The vampire hunter was indisposed after we docked in Anvil . The rough storm our ship traveled through seems to have made the poor man ill . That gave me time to search for Zalar - do and get a few steps ahead of Mel Andrys . I believe that she has established her lair in Hrota Cave - the perfect location from which to stalk prey in Anvil when the hunger comes upon her . I ' ve made my way to the cave and plan to present myself to the vampire lord forthwith . I can ' t wait to become one of her apprentices .