The Ones of Blood

alright...

(with a bit of encouragement....or just a bit....I am gonna sort of spin this thread....Now some serious posting...)

Gaia, master of the Vampires, queen...She has approached the King, as an advisor.

A fleeting smile touched my crimson lips, the pearly whiteness of my precious fangs caught the glow of the many candles in the majestic chandelier (sp?), though he only saw them for the faintest moment, enough to second guess himself.

My hair piled in a luxurious upsweep, the gold intertwined, "your Majesty, tonight is the banquet of the nobility. Shall we discuss this in private? or shall we speak in front of these men?" The men of his parlor snubbed me, for in their own words, "a woman has no place as the advisor to the king."

My ears picked up sounds like a hawk, my head whipping in the direction of the noise, I felt a presence also, one of evil incantations. SOmething didn't belong, "your majesty, may I be pardoned for only a moment?"


I bowed, quickly dismissing myself.

With my flowing skirts in hand, I darted through the halls with acute precision. Heading towards a flight of stairs I leapt to the window, my agility easily allowing me to jump onto the sill. That is where I saw it, how could I not know it was there? did it think that it could get through my territory without me knowing?

I think not. It had no right intentions. I had to remove it.

Jumping down, my skirts flowing, the crimson silk flowed around me like the flow of blood from those two delicious wounds that will soon appear on the things neck.

I landed softly, with the wisdom of my years.

I flicked my tounge over my fangs, allowing them to protrude more.
I sneered.
 
Faulken

OOC: woops!!! Ive lost track of a ton of my posts but im here again. My character is sort of an assassin or mercenary contorlled by the Vampires. So if any Vampires in a suitable position to control ppl wnats me as their servant, plz just post and ill come in if i can ^_^.
 
"Ahhh. I feel her. To me, Fell Lords", he ordered. They didn't even bother to run. They simply teleported to him. "I believe their Vampir Lady is far too righteous for her own good. Prepare for a battle. We will feast off their blood for weeks", sighed the Dark One happily. They approached Gaia slowly, weapons still not drawn. "We are here to parley for peace. We are the Fell Lords, and we, after millenia of nomadic slaying, have decided to settle down. We believe this town is a choice location. We do not wish to fight you and your brethren, for in a way, we are alike. We wish to create a treaty, and at dawn, conquer this place", offered the Dark One. The Fell Lords' hands strayed to their sword hilts.
 
OOC: Humble apologies

Trying to cut down a bit on the sheer number of threads I'm involved in, so I'm not going to be in this one anymore. Sorry Lav-luv...
 
GAIA

(everyone knows i dont post on weekends, hope the recent DOWNFALL of my threads isn't due to that....and neale...no hard feelings, the thread is just slow going at the moment)

I stared at the man. I smiled, my devilishly daring fangs peeking out innocently. "I think you do not know me."

"Allow me to introduce myself." I was furious that this thing....did not bow, nor show graces of any sort, for after all...I am who I am.

"I am Gaia."

"Surely you know WHO I am." My eyes glittering and flashing warning.

I noticed his men around him. Easy enough.

"I can read your thoughts. My humbleness is none of your concern."
 
"I know what you are. You are a the Vampire Lady of this town. But now that I know your name, I know who you are. You are Gaia, Vampire Lady of this town. Like I said, we are not here to kill you. We too live off blood, but not in your sense. We wish to be your allies", offered the Dark One. "Come now. You know I cannot lie. I was not created that way", he grinned evilly.
 
Gaia.

(OOC. THis is what I found from a book I have, this is the powers of the master Vampire, so you don't think I am pulling this all out of my ass... ....I just like this excerpt....)
The nosferatu do not die like the bee when he sting once. He is stronger;
and being stronger, yet have more power to work evil. This vampire which is amongst us is of himself
so strong in person as twenty men; he is of cunning more than mortal, for his cunning be the growth
of ages; he have still the aids of necromancy, which is, as his etymology imply, the divination of the
dead, and all the dead that he can come nigh to are for him at command; he is brute, and more than
brute; he is devil in callous, and the heart of him is not; he can, within limitations, appear at will
when, and where, and in any of the forms that are to him; he can, within his range, direct the
elements; the storm, the fog, the thunder; he can command all the meaner things: the rat, and the
owl, and the bat - the moth, and the fox, and the wolf; he can grow and become small; and he can
at times vanish and come unknown. . . . But to fail here, is not mere life or death. It is that we
became as him; 'Take it, then, that the vampire, and the belief in his limitations and his cure, rest for
the moment on the same base. For, let me tell you, he is known everywhere that men have been.
In old Greece, in old Rome; he flourish in Germany all over, in France, in India, even in the
Chernosese; and in China, so far from us in all ways, there even he is, and the peoples fear him at this
day. He have follow the wake of the berserker Icelander, the devil-begotten Hun, the Slav, the
Saxon, the Magyar. So far, then, we have all we may act upon; and let me tell you that very much of
the beliefs are justified by what we have seen in our own unhappy experience. The vampire live on,
and cannot die by mere passing of time; he can flourish when that he can fatten on the blood of the
living. Even more, we have seen amongst us that he can even grow younger; that his vital faculties
grow strenuous, and seem as though they refresh themselves when his special pabulum is plenty. But
he cannot flourish without his diet;



I narrowed my eyes at the man. The breeze picked up my hair, "Does my appearance make you act like a fool? I am not just the lady vampire, " I sighed, I didn't want this to sound as if I was boasting, but he had to understand who he was dealing with, "I am no ordinary vampire."

Using a bit of mind manipulation, I entered his head. "Feel who I am." I sent images of who I was, he was a threat to my plans tonight, I did not know if his intentions were pure, he may not be able to lie, but then again, how do I know he knows how to tell the truth.

The visions of THE grande vampire taking me, thousands of years ago, the vampire who was thought as just a myth. The vampire taking me as his pupil, forcing me to read and fight, the book he called his bible flashed through the Demon's head (excerpt above) THe image of my deciet....I had bound the master. It took years and years, almost a thousand years to gain the power to subdue him momentarily. Just for a few moments. That is when I drank of his life blood, taking from him all of his strength, I took his place. My power beyond comprehension, though maybe a bit rusty from the lack of challenge.

I cocked my head, I stared at him, withdrawing myself from his mind. "Still wish to become my ally? Prove yourself to me? WHAT is your intent."

I saw a few of his men draw their swords. Bringing in the fog, I disoriented them. Narowing my eyes again. I awaited an answer.
 
"Put your swords back, fools!" snarled the Dark One. "I still wish to become your ally. My only intent is to settle down in some area, but this area is most promising. Now, are you prepared for me? I am the Bearer of Change, Herald of Greatness. Where blood is spilled, I grow stronger. Where there is fighting and war, I grow stronger. I was spawned, at the dawn of time by Morgoth, in the Dark Flames, which is so evil, that if even Lucifer was pulled in, she could never escape. But thankfully, I was taken to Utumno by Morgoth. I am millenia old, but yet never age, for always there is war. Me and the other Fell Lords travel plane to plane, continent to continent, growing stronger. Until now. When we have decided to create an Empire", said the Dark One, growing dark and terrible to behold.
 
I"m sorry but I"m out of this one too...I have major writers block going on.
 
thread closed.

To be reopened when I have more time and no threads left. This as well as the other two on this board. Thank you, I am not quite sure what went wrong.
 
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