House Of Gangrel
- The Warrior
- There was once a mighty warrior, who rode like the wind, on a horse of ebony.
And one day, an evil Kindred found him lying by the road, weak from hunger and a mortal wound in his thigh.
The kindred, feeling frenzy coming over him, dragged the now weak warrior back to his cave by the lake of sorrows.
Knowing he would tear the man up, the kindred allowed the frenzy to carry him away.
But as he fed from the Warrior's veins, aan odd feeling swept over him.
Nearly draining the warrior dry, the kindred opened his wrist , and with no kindness at all, shoved his wound into the man's mouth, forcing him to drink against his will.
The man became stronger with each pull of the kindred blood, his body healing and stronger than ever.
When he had drunk his fill of the vampire, the warrior felt the rage burst forth from his damned soul.
Grabbing his sire by the throat, the Warrior Kindred roared a mighty bellow of hate and ripped out the heart of the Kindred father.
Sick with disgust at his own animal savagery, the warrior screamed to the heavens to release him from this horrible curse.
Travelling for days in the forest, hunting by night and hiding by daylight, he made his way deep into the darkest woods.
As many immortal, he lives to this day, fighting the grip of guilt at his savagery, knowing he must go forth, spreading peace and healing to a needy world.
This immortal gives of his soul each day to balance the scales, so his soul may be free.
