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The Tale of a Vampire
20:40 Oct 21 2012
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My name is Daniel LeGrand and i used to live in the heart of England, I was a Knight in the name of the Church and God and fought many terrible battles, it was after one such battle I was returning home to my wife when I heard that invasions had taken place, I was not unduly worried as I knew that God and the Church would protect my wife. However as I approached my village I saw it was in ruins I rushed forward tears flooding from me my house was destroyed and my wife was dead, I screamed in torment I rushed to the church and burst through the door I saw the priest and in my anger I killed him with sword I dragged his body to the altar and let his blood pour there and i looked up and screamed that I denounced God, at that point the church grew dark and I heard a voice say to me that I would be cast out and cursed to live on blood for all eternity.

Many years past and I met a very powerful vampire Called Walach Harkon this man was a famous Blood Dragon they descended from an order of mortal knights called the Order of the Blood Dragon, whose fortress lies in the Grey Mountains and is southeast of the city of Nuln.

The Fortress guarded the mountain pass to Bretonnia, and the order’s knights were pledged to the protection of the of the people of the surrounding area.

The fall of the order came when vampire Walach of the House of Harkon travelled to the keep. Entering the gates he issued a challenge to the entire order garrisoned there to single combat. The knights were obliged to accept, and in any case certain that an entire order of knights against one man could only have one conclusion. But one by one each knight fell to Harkon. He spared those he found worthy opponents, giving them some of his blood and cursing them to the immortality of vampirism.

With the defeat of the order, the Blood Dragons were reborn under Walach Harkon and the living people of the area suffered through the long years of a reigh of terror.

It was during this time that I told him how I become a vampire and was immortal as I was a original, I related to him my story and how my wife had been murdered by invaders to my land, he sat back and looked at me and his steely gaze looked at me and said young man I have listened to your story and I know of the village you spoke of but not all were killed in fact many were saved and now live in sanctuary in a monastery in the heart of England.

We travelled to England and headed for the Monastery when we arrived a monk greeted us at the door but forbade us entry in this Holy place instead he asked me to describe my wife, I gave him a thorough description and he nodded and disappeared beyond the gates, within a few minutes he returned with a woman her head bowed, I stepped forward and lifted her head as I looked at her I gasped for this was my wife, she looked at me and fell to her knees sobbing I lifted her to her feet and kissed her softly, the monk left us and we sat and talked, I told her of my transition into a vampire, she looked at me and smiled she touched my cheek and said my husband my love for you will never die but I cannot join you in your life, I nodded and told her I understood but would never desert her. With the help of Harkon I obtained a house close by and visited her every day until her death. I still live in the house and visit her grave daily, if you ever find yourself in my town please come to see me you will be safe that I promise.

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A HAUNTING
18:06 Oct 09 2012
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It was during the mid1900's that I was travelling through rural england and found myself very close to Warwick Castle, a ancient and mysterious place that stands on the bend of the River Avon and built by William the Conqueror in1068, Now being a creature of the night I was curious to see if the hauntings I had heard about actually existed, if they were faked the person faking it was in for a big shock as they would find themselves confronting a vampire.

It was just after midnight that I entered the castle and began wandering the ramparts and the many rooms, its was a little after 1am when I was aware of a presence my senses already acute became suddenly sharper I stepped into the shadows and watched, suddenly a strikingly beautiful woman appeared and seemed to glide down the corridor i watched and knew that this was no earthly being.

I stepped into the corridor lit only by the moonlight and saw her turn to face me she slowly approached and when she was about 3 feet from me she stopped and i saw a look in her eyes that i recognised instantly this was no ghost this was the legendary Lady of Warwick Castle that I had heard tales of ghost oh no she was much worse this was a demon vampire created purely from evil, i stood and watched her as her eyes blazed knowing that this could be a battle i could easily lose, I tensed my body my fangs dropping and my features changing into my full vampire form, I knew that on this night only one of us was likely to survive, I felt no fear as I had faced battles before, however this woman was not like any foe I had faced before, we both knew how to kill the other. I had already taken stock of my surroundings and was aware of various weapons that adorned the walls, suddenly I heard a low growl from her as her face distorted into that of pure evil she lunged at me her talons glistening in the moonlight I jumped high into the air avoiding her and grabbed a large battle axe from the wall she stopped and turned came at me in full rush emitting a blood curdling scream I took a step sideways and bought the axe across my body with all the force I could it swung in a perfect arc it hit her full in the throat taking her head clean off.

Several hours passed as I sat there looking at what was now a pile of charred and filthy bones I gathered up the remains and threw them into the river. Now you ask does this story end here!!!! NO it does not for you mortals beware do not venture into Warwick castle after dark for the Lady of Warwick castle is now a real and evil ghost that will turn your heart to stone, how do I know anyone who has been there after 1am does not survive untill dawn SO STRANGER BEWARE.

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