By Eric Trumble
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In the morning light I awoke to find my body still in one peice, I do not know how long I have been asleep. It must have been a long time for the mountains that I remeber seeing before I went into the cave's depths are no longer there the cave itself is almost a shadow of its former selffallen and decaying. As I arouse I felt the wind in my face and the sunlight no longer stung my eyes as the once did. I am Draziel Ravenloftire I am the last remaining Vampire of the Razeliam Clan. My story is long and full of pain and loss My Lord Raziel is deed for how long now I do not know i now have wings grander then even he but I am alone in this world Kain is no where to be known. As I wonder down the mountain side I see some sort of a village it looks simmliar to what i have seen but i also see objects moving like acrriages but with no hourse or visable means of moving maybe magic is the cause I should find out this paradox that is this village for mages have grand towers and these do not. After an hour of walking I come to the outskirts of the town and I casta spell of illusion so i look human to this people for my visage may disturb them to the point of maddness that I am not able to deal with at this point for i am weak still from my long slumber. I look for atavern of somesort by find none ans as I listen to the people of the town the language is unknown to me. I listen more closly with my vampiric hearing and start to understand the language we vampires have become something far more then human after about three hours of wondering throught the town I walk up to a little boy whom is standing outside waht seems to be a merchants place of smoe sort. I look at him and ask him if he knows where the citidal was and he looked at me like i was a little crazy and said " I'm not sure mister i dont know of any citadell " " sorry to bother you then young man" and I walked away after i got about three streets down from the boy I looked around and saw no one was paying any mind to me then I cast my teleportion speel to go to the Sanctuary of the Clans not knowing how this is gonna be. As my senses returned to me from the breif disoreintation of the teleport spell i see that the Santurary is in utter ruin the pillars have fallen and the throne of Kain is in shambles. Having been here many time i looked to see if i could find a way to the innersanctum which may have some clue as to what year this is. As I find the entrance the door looks to be forced open hundreds of years ago and left maybe tomb raiders took what objects of value. I walk in seeing decay of thousands of years worth of corpse's of many animals some look like they are recent but the looked aged and drained of they'er life essence. As I look curioulsy at the animal tha is a dried husk I hear foot steps from behind me as I start to get up I hear a voice cold and drawn thin as if time has made this voice a hollow version of itself. " Who are you that uses spells in this day and age of the old nosgothian days?" asked this voice and as i trun to reply face to face I see a creature with talons of my race and yet his skinis no more his muscles are blue in hue and he had a cowl wrapped around his face the light didnt give me much else to go on except that the creature's eyes glow from within with a bluiesh green light. "I am Draziel Ravenloftrie Of the Slaughtered Razieliam Clan I am the last. Who are you?" i replied and asked the creature. " If you are what you say is true then you should recognize me but you are a lying fledling that has learned of the ancients home leave with your soul still intact i require peace here this is my home." replied the creature and immediatly i answer back with a retourt of my own. " How dare you call me a LYIER!!!!!!!!! i speak the truth and you will not even give me your name you are the intruder here..." and as i say this i let the illusian go letting my full visage show to this creature and half expecting it to attack i brace my self but the the creature stops and looks at me then moves into the light allwoing me to see its face and notice the cowl is the clan symbol of the Razieliam and its face a tortured image of my lord Raziel and with this sight i fall to my knees not wanting it to be true that our lord was reduced to this creature. The memories of the loss again over took me and I creid for the first time in my memories for a thousand years. As i cried i fetl a taloned hand rest upon my shoulder and I look up into my lords glowing eyes and ask meakly "how?..." " I am yet to understand how I became this way but I am still Raziel how did you survive this long?" " Running from the death squads that our lord Kain sent upon us. We all tried to run then but they followed and slaughtered us all but i was able to survive and run into the hills I found a cave and went to sleep inside I dont know for how long for I know not the time of this era." I said with sorrow heavy upon my soul. " My son its fine your not going to die from a death squad. Kain thinks our whole clan dead you live so in the words of Kain we are legion if one survives we all survive." " So waht do we do now M'Lord?" I asked with curiousity for it seemed by the tone of his voice that Kaine our lord was alive and he and Raziel where conversing. "We are to go to see Kain when you are better and when i can feed from strong souls again" Replied my lord Raziel. I thought about what he said and i was baffeld when he said feed upon souls, but i didnt question it and went to rest. As sleep for the following night came upon me i slipped into dreams of the past. |