Storyline: Year 2050...
My name is Ross and my story starts when
Prince Arechis II moved to Salerno...
The Lombard prince Arechis II, my father, ordered the city to be fortified. The Castle was built with walls and towers. Salerno became the capital of a flourishing principality, a centre of studies with its famous Medical School.
However, the stability of the Principate was continually shaken by the Saracen attacks. In 1055 the Prince, my father, decided to put an end to the attacks. All of his bravest knights were ready for the final battle. |
After the vanishing of my Mother, the prince had decided never to get another wife, so I had been trained like a man, to combat and to lead, to become the chief of our Elite Cavalry. The Prince decided to put his Baron in charge of the Princedom during our absence. Six months passed, with atrocius combats and heroic duels. The Saracens asked for a truce, we had won! The knights and the troops were exhausted. On the way back the worse happened... the black plague! The Prince himself was infected. An emissary was sent to the Princedom to order the Baron to send doctors to meet us halfway... |
Nobody came to help us. When we reached the castle the Prince was in agony. The troops decimated. The Baron welcomed us with his archers... Treachery! The knights made a shield around me with their bodies... A real carnage... but I could escape. I had been riding for days and nights. No food, no rest, badly wounded. My eyes filled with a nightmarish image of a rain of arrows descending on us. My horse could not take one step forward. |
I had lost too much blood from my wounds. I was dying. She came closer.
« Do not fear me » - she whispered - « You will not die ».
I remember the pain of her fangs sinking in my neck. The taste of her blood into my mouth... When I woke up, She was by my side, keeping my hand between hers, looking at me with a tender smile. « Who are you ? » - I said.
« I am a vampire, the original, the first existing vampire…».
I interrupted her « I do not understand… what is a "vampire"? ».
« Some say that they are monsters and call us the undead, as we have been killed and we are reborn to a new life. Vampires are immortal beings who subsist by feeding on the life of living creatures: blood ».
I was still very confused and weak, not understanding a lot of what she was saying - « You have not always been a "vampire"... ? ».
« I am over 3000 years old. Goddess Maat is my Mother and I helped her keeping the world away from chaos for a century ».
« Wait, please... » – I interrupted her again – « I... I am really not familiar with the Egyptian mythology, would you start from the beginning? »
« Do not fear me » - she whispered - « You will not die ».
I remember the pain of her fangs sinking in my neck. The taste of her blood into my mouth... When I woke up, She was by my side, keeping my hand between hers, looking at me with a tender smile. « Who are you ? » - I said.
« I am a vampire, the original, the first existing vampire…».
I interrupted her « I do not understand… what is a "vampire"? ».
« Some say that they are monsters and call us the undead, as we have been killed and we are reborn to a new life. Vampires are immortal beings who subsist by feeding on the life of living creatures: blood ».
I was still very confused and weak, not understanding a lot of what she was saying - « You have not always been a "vampire"... ? ».
« I am over 3000 years old. Goddess Maat is my Mother and I helped her keeping the world away from chaos for a century ».
« Wait, please... » – I interrupted her again – « I... I am really not familiar with the Egyptian mythology, would you start from the beginning? »
I will... - She smiled and started telling her story:
“My Mother is Maat, daughter of Ra. She is the Goddess of truth, justice and order. For a very long time all the deities lived together in harmony. Things changed when Seth, grandchildren of Ra, created plenty of mayhem and chaos. Seth had a brother, Osiris, who was a wise pharaon and bringer of civilization, happily married to Isis. Seth was envious of his brother and he murdered him. He hacked up Osiris' body and stashed the dismembered body parts all over the Egyptian desert, so that he could not be resurrected. Isis managed to reassemble Osiris' corpse and embalmed him, helped by Maat. Osiris became the god of the underworld. Maat’s role was to prevent the universe from returning to chaos and since then she also had to deal with the weighing of souls. Her feather is the measure that determines whether the souls of the departed will be allowed to cross into the kingdom of Osiris and reach the afterlife successfully.
Seth, god of chaos, thunder, desert and infertility, was none other than evil incarnate and sought revenge upon Maat. He killed me and afterwards he resurrected me, but with a terrible curse: I had too feed on living creatures to stay alive. I was obliged to quit the Holy Mountain, I was exiled to live on earth for the eternity. I lost my status of deity, my name was erased from the temples. I became "She", the unnameable. I started wreaking havoc on earth creating thousands of vampires to help me getting my revenge. Vengeance will never heal the pain in my heart for being exiled, but this is how I managed to live my new life as an undead ».
Seth, god of chaos, thunder, desert and infertility, was none other than evil incarnate and sought revenge upon Maat. He killed me and afterwards he resurrected me, but with a terrible curse: I had too feed on living creatures to stay alive. I was obliged to quit the Holy Mountain, I was exiled to live on earth for the eternity. I lost my status of deity, my name was erased from the temples. I became "She", the unnameable. I started wreaking havoc on earth creating thousands of vampires to help me getting my revenge. Vengeance will never heal the pain in my heart for being exiled, but this is how I managed to live my new life as an undead ».
December 1055, the year when I was reborn...
The Ravnos are an ancient lineage of vampires of India.
After the "Week of Nightmares", only about 100 left...
There is a saying among the Sabbat that it might be better to deal with the devil than to bargain with a Ravnos... The Ravnos are the living embodiment of sin.
They steal, kill, rape, they are wanderers. They roam the Old World and rampage causing havoc and chaos. All out of boredom... The Ravnos have a traditional code of conduct for dealing with their clanmates: an agreement in writing will be signed in blood, the pen dipped in an open wound on the Ravnos' own arm. This binding in blood can be broken only by Final death. The Ravnos have swarthy, romantic good looks. They often have black hair and olive complexions. When on the road, they dress in a casual manner so as to not draw attention to themselves when in enemy territory. When they set up temporary camps or become part of founded covens, however, they dress with a bit more flash and they often wear jewelry or other accessories. |
The Ravnos kneeled before me in obedience. They honoured my bravery and boldness. One year passed. I still wanted revenge, though. I spent my nights dreaming on how to rise up the peasants against the Baron. How to kill him and his running dogs. Revenge for me, my family, my people. I wanted to reconquer my castle. I wanted the Baron to suffer! "You are the Ravnos Princess" - She said - "I am your Mother, Queen and Liege. Your clan is your family. Why would you go back and fight for humans? They have only given you pain and sorrow. Humans are no better than wolves: they are our slaves! I have given you the freedom to roam the highways, feed wherever you will, take what catches your fancy. This is the best unlife you could hope to have. You gotta die for your own, though. You're not my responsibility". |
I decided to stay and I became one of the most gifted hunters in our family. Our challenge is in the acquisition, not in the ownership. We rarely keep anything for very long. The idea of a permanent haven is almost an anathema to us. Our nickname is "Rogues". But we have a castle where we reunite every year to celebrate... |
To celebrate the "Week of Nightmare's Night". The week when our clan was attacked and almost destroyed and only the bravest of our warriors survived. This is the night when the ancients tell us stories of our past. The night when we spread the terror in the close villages, hunting peasants for our final feast... |
The peasants trusted me. I do not know for what funny reason they thought that I was different from the other vampires. I had no need to compell them: they spontaneously came to our castle, kneeling at my feet and pleading for my protection. As if I had a heart! As if I could bother about their pityful life! All I would do was to relief them from their sorrows gifting them eternal life, eternal hunger and curse, but only if they diserved it... |
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I have been a Ravnos, used to lead nomadic unlives and sow chaos wherever I roamed, till I met Maat: Goddess of truth and justice, daughter of Ra. She promised me that after death my heart would be weighed against her white feather of judgement and be allowed to cross into the kingdom of Osiris. In return, I promised to help her prevent the universe from falling into chaos. But why did I meet Maat? And what happened to "She"?... you will know it soon...