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My name is Archon Voldava, I am the direct descendant of Holston Voldava, the eldest of all the Voldava's. I have a rather twisted and strange past, even by the standards of other Vampyre. My life, which consists of many years, 120 of them to be exact, has taken many turns along the way, some of which I do not quite grasp myself.
I was born in the year 1882, a time when the Vampyre were strong and prominent, a time when the mortals knew of our existence and feared us. The days when the Vampyre dominated and roamed free throughout the world.
I was born in the United States, in Boston. Like most Vampyre families, my family lived in a Sect (a section of a city dominated by Vampyre families). One of the biggest myths and unknown facts about the vampyre is the aging process. A vampyre child ages the same as a mortal child until the ages of 13-15. Then the aging process slows and is prolonged. For the immortal, time is of little importance, we very rarely keep track of the years that have passed, the years are simply recorded for historical reference. I am 120 years old in mortal years, however, I am about 28 by immortal standards.
When I reached adolescence, I left the Sect and went out into the world to make a place for myself. During this time, I was introduced to many different things, some of these things are of importance, but most were for my own personal benefit, which are of my own. During the adolescent years, a vampyre must endure the hardship of wondering from place to place in search of himself.
Another hidden truth of the vampyre is the Thirst. The Thirst is one of the most unknown fact of the vampyre. The Thirst affects every vampyre differently, so to say this for all would be unwise. The thirst drives us from one place to another, it brings to reality the deepest and darkest part of a vampyre and for most, we have no idea how dark our souls truly can be.
Scotland is among my more favorite places to visit for several reasons. One of these reasons is the taste of Scottish blood. It runs thinck and is among the most fulfilling of all blood. The second reason is that the scottish are so diverse among themselves, a vampyre can easily blend in with them.
My clan, the Sabbat, believe that the mortals are nothing more than vermin overpopulating this planet and should be either wiped out or perfected with the vampyre blood. I, however, do not feel as strongly as my brethren do in this matter, i believe that the mortals are indeed overpopulated but are not vermin, they are simply to self-centered. The mortals believe that they are the supreme species upon this Earth, a very amusing thought, and that none other stand before them. This dillusionmust indeed come to an end. I feel that by remaining hidden in the shadows, fearful of what the mortals might do, will result in the end of the Vampyre. We must make ourselves known, show the humans who the true rulers of this world are and take our rightful place of reign. As strongly as I feel about this, I do know, however, that many among the Vampyre clans disagree with me. It is not for me to decide what will happen between the mortals and the Vampyre, but I do sincerely hope that it will not result in our demise.
