And so our story begins...
I am what many would consider an Oracle. I see the future, the past, and the present...but despite this gift, my heart will always rest upon music and the beauty which I can bring to the world through my violin.
Though trials and tribulations may come my way, and though storms may try to steer me off of my path, I will not waver. I will hold my head high and I will make my family, both Night and Pascal, proud of the person that I am. Never again will darkness turn my heart against those that I love. I was once a steadfast, loyal creature...and so shall I be once more.
Though many of my kin have taken various lovers in their time, I have had but one in all of my existence, living and undead. Though we have parted ways and the cold emptiness within me sometimes spurs me to retreat within myself, I will carry on and be as I always have been. None took me before her, and none shall have me afterward. My vows, when spoken, were meant.
Many in this state of unlife take the beauty of life for granted...and thus, they soil that which is pure. I once was, and ever will I be a protector of life, an assassin. Though my mind sees beyond that which one`s bare eyes, even vampiric and otherwise, can see, I am still an Amethyst at heart. Silent...but deadly.
Citadel is my home, and I, the Head Diviner. I currently lead all young oracles, previously unknown and forgotten within the City, to the Dark Tower, where they undergo training with their new abilities. In each one of them, I see a bit of myself...and two I have found myself becoming attached to, taking them under my more "personal" wing. Valentine and my Angel...how I adore you both.
My daughter, Kaeli...my mother, Dark...my aunt, Tatianna...my sisters, Ivy and Bear...my niece, Abbigale...my step-sister, Saya...my step-father, Caedus...you all mean more to me than words can begin to describe. Know that I love you, with all of my heart, and I will protect each of you until my eyes finally close for the last time.
For many centuries I was without a home, without people to call family. However...one woman stood out, and gave life to these undead bones. Dark, my loving mother. It is because of her that I wear the proud name of "Night" and still walk these streets with my chin up and my head held high.
In my darkness, when pain caused my soul to be wrought with despair...my dearest sister, Ivy, a former member of the House of Night, took me in and gave me purpose. Before I was welcomed back into Night into my mother`s loving arms, Ivy gave me a name that, though I have reclaimed a lost family, I will never take from my heart: Pascal.
Though trials and tribulations may come my way, and though storms may try to steer me off of my path, I will not waver. I will hold my head high and I will make my family, both Night and Pascal, proud of the person that I am. Never again will darkness turn my heart against those that I love. I was once a steadfast, loyal creature...and so shall I be once more.
Though many of my kin have taken various lovers in their time, I have had but one in all of my existence, living and undead. Though we have parted ways and the cold emptiness within me sometimes spurs me to retreat within myself, I will carry on and be as I always have been. None took me before her, and none shall have me afterward. My vows, when spoken, were meant.
Many in this state of unlife take the beauty of life for granted...and thus, they soil that which is pure. I once was, and ever will I be a protector of life, an assassin. Though my mind sees beyond that which one`s bare eyes, even vampiric and otherwise, can see, I am still an Amethyst at heart. Silent...but deadly.
Citadel is my home, and I, the Head Diviner. I currently lead all young oracles, previously unknown and forgotten within the City, to the Dark Tower, where they undergo training with their new abilities. In each one of them, I see a bit of myself...and two I have found myself becoming attached to, taking them under my more "personal" wing. Valentine and my Angel...how I adore you both.
My daughter, Kaeli...my mother, Dark...my aunt, Tatianna...my sisters, Ivy and Bear...my niece, Abbigale...my step-sister, Saya...my step-father, Caedus...you all mean more to me than words can begin to describe. Know that I love you, with all of my heart, and I will protect each of you until my eyes finally close for the last time.
For many centuries I was without a home, without people to call family. However...one woman stood out, and gave life to these undead bones. Dark, my loving mother. It is because of her that I wear the proud name of "Night" and still walk these streets with my chin up and my head held high.
In my darkness, when pain caused my soul to be wrought with despair...my dearest sister, Ivy, a former member of the House of Night, took me in and gave me purpose. Before I was welcomed back into Night into my mother`s loving arms, Ivy gave me a name that, though I have reclaimed a lost family, I will never take from my heart: Pascal.
