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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2023 6:24 pm
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Koroleva continued to lead him deeper into the darkness, heading towards one of her nearby sanctuaries. There she would be able to supply him with blood, as well as a safe place to begin teaching him their history. "Before I fell into my long sleep there where many of us, and clan Mekhet was one of the strongest clans. However, when I woke it was too dwindling numbers and a dormant God. When our new lord rose to power I was given a chance to return my beloved Mekhet to glory. But we will get into those details later."
She guided him towards a rather ordinary looking cave, before taking him through a near invisible crack that opened up into a dark tunnel. "You need not call me master Igneel. When we are alone, or with the rest of the clan you may address me by Koroleva. I simply ask that when we are around others you address me as milady. Part of a Mekhet's value is our anonymity." Once they where deeper in the tunnel she pulled her scarf down off her face, giving him a fanged smile, as she guided him into a dimly lit cavern. The entire place was homely, with a few chairs and benches placed around. "Welcome to one of my sanctuaries. While I teach you the basics this will be our home."
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2023 7:26 pm
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She couldn't help but laugh softly at his mile a minute questions. She released his arm, heading towards a hidden alcove. Pulling out a few scrolls and a leather bound book. She kept a copy in each of her hideaways for this exact reason. She made herself comfortable on the ground next to one of the benches before patting it. "Come, sit."
Koroleva unrolled one of the scrolls, using the bench in front of her as a table. The scroll showed a faded drawing of Caine, as well as each of the clans symbols. "This was our old god. The one from what I will call the before times. Many of the kindred formed clans, each known for their own specialties and traits. In time the clans formed different alliances, which we later classified as sects. There are the Camarilla...... The Sabbat...... And the Independents. Those who do not belong to any of the clans, are the clanless." As she talked about each sect, she pointed to the clan symbols that belonged in each. Once she was done she flipped to the book, turning to a recently done drawing of Grendel. "This is our current god, Grendel. And this is his daughter Ennoia. She is the goddess of clanless vampires. You are considered to be clanless right now, but once you understand our ways a bit more you may petition to join a clan that suits you. While I would hope it will be Mekhet you choose, you are free to decide on another path if it suits you better."
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