A 'Special' Individual
Greetings All.
It appears that whatever prevented us access to our blog yesterday crept off with the darkness, and here we are. Though patience is considered a virtue it is often tested to the extreme, non? I regret that the esteemed colleague we had planned to introduce to you was unable to remain with us another night, as he is on a tight schedule and is due in Scotland on the morrow. However, he did give Kaithlin leave to post for him in his absence. Enjoy. Dream Teller
Bonjour and top of the morning to you. I, too, am disappointed that the Vampyre Romanji had to leave us but his duties are many and I've yet to meet anyone more dedicated to duty than he. These days he is known as Roman and a more interesting individual I've never met. While most of our guests prefer to do their own posting to our blog I would liken it to pulling teeth to get Roman to agree to do so. So it is that he was relieved he didn't have to sit down at the keyboard and tap out his message. Why? For the simple fact that Roman has little patience for certain modern conveniences; computers being one of those. Imagine that. However, he realizes the value of modern conveniences, even admits to enjoying certain of those (when one can get him to talk), and for all his dislike of computers he is extremely computer literate. And, as he has agreed to return at a later time and fulfill the obligation Dream Teller wrung out of him (she is so good at that), I will use this time to tell you about him those things he has agreed can be told.
In terms of immortal time Roman is considered a very young Vampyre -366 years since made, and not of his own free will. His are extremely unusual circumstances, which shaped who he is today. In his human existence Roman was the second of four sons and a daughter born to a powerful Highland laird of the clan McAllistaire (an unusual spelling of his surname, for which he gives no explanation when requested) . His beloved mother was Rumanian; a 'gift' from a family of gypsies whom his da (father) defended against certain death from an enemy clan (according to Roman, gypsies were looked down upon by most Scottish clans). As that may be, the young laird was quite willing to take her for his bride. Unknown to her, she wed a Berserker; a fierce and powerful warrior feared by all who knew of such warriors.
Many are the myths and tales of Berserkers and most of them paint the warriors as evil, crazed, otherworldly Beings who, for a price, would fight under any flag, for any who could raise the bounty to hire them. Such was not the case of all Berserkers, for some were noble and refused to hire out. Like Roman's da, many Berserkers fought only under their own colors, for their own clans. But enough of that history, for the time being.
Roman was but seventeen when he fell victim to an experiment that had only been tried once before, and ended with horrible results. But his maker, a powerful, ancient Vampyre with a greed for notoriety among his Kind believed himself capable of perfecting the outcome of such an experiment; creating a Being more powerful than any ever known to exist -a Vampyre possessed of the Berserker's blood and innate powers. The Ancient was certain he could control such a Being if he chose his victim, wisely; a youth with particular qualities he believed would offset the mistake that was made in that first experiment, a victim chosen by random rather than careful calculation. The belief of the creation of an uncommonly powerful Being was realized but the experiment that cost Roman his mortality cost the Ancient his life, but not before he realized his mistaken belief that he could control his creation. When Roman awakened to his new existence, the horror of what he'd become fueled the hate and rage he spent upon his maker.
Roman's fear and confusion sent him home to seek counsel of the man he most loved and respected but when he confessed his ordeal, his da was so horrified and disgusted he attempted to kill his own son. Even in his anguish and rage, Roman hadn't the heart to kill his da; instead, disarmed him of the knife Roman had made himself and presented as gift to his da. Banished for all time from family and home, Roman took his leave and began a journey that would take him across oceans and seas, through centuries in time, and pit him against his own rage, as he learned to survive in a world of darkness.
In these modern times he has only recently (the last fifty years in mortal time) begun learning how to navigate the mortal world; to learn and accept the ways of mortals and the laws of their society, and that because he ran up against one whom, to his shock, he could not best. He owes his existence to his unbeatable foe, now his mentor who took him under his wing; the ancient Vampyre Garth de Roderick. You have heard us speak of Garth, our colleague and counselor of Vampyre ways. And while I often poke fun at Garth, I hold him in high regard, for he is one of the few of his Kind to embrace his lot and get on with the business of life. For all his otherworldly power and abilities, his dark beginnings, Garth is most kind and caring of others; a protector of innocents of all Kinds, hunter and slayer of predators, mentor, and numerous other titles he wears so well.
He has taken Roman to his heart, as if he were his own son, and for that we admire him. It is through his influence, or mayhap better said, for the help of it, that Roman is an incredible individual who has finally come round to the realization that he has a special place in our hearts, and a place of his own in our world. I count myself blessed to have made his acquaintance and while he is yet rather shy of others, a loner of sorts, stoic of expression (for the most part), some of us are able to see beyond the stoicism into the real man who happens to be Vampyre.
Those select few Outsiders who have made his acquaintance think well of him and, like others of our societies, consider themselves fortunate to be accepted into his small circle of friends and acquaintances. Mayhap, at some time, you will enjoy such a relationship with him, as well, and if you are so fortunate as to meet him take care to step lightly and speak with careful thought, for he is new to our world and our ways; young yet in terms of immortality, and still learning whom he can and cannot trust.
As Garth has often reminded, Vampyres are, first and foremost, born predators, skilled hunters, and their needs must be met in order to survive. And while one need not fear the civilized of their Kind, he preaches that even the most civilized Vampyres can be pushed beyond their civilized limits by those who are thoughtless and unkind. Blessed May You Be.
It appears that whatever prevented us access to our blog yesterday crept off with the darkness, and here we are. Though patience is considered a virtue it is often tested to the extreme, non? I regret that the esteemed colleague we had planned to introduce to you was unable to remain with us another night, as he is on a tight schedule and is due in Scotland on the morrow. However, he did give Kaithlin leave to post for him in his absence. Enjoy. Dream Teller
Bonjour and top of the morning to you. I, too, am disappointed that the Vampyre Romanji had to leave us but his duties are many and I've yet to meet anyone more dedicated to duty than he. These days he is known as Roman and a more interesting individual I've never met. While most of our guests prefer to do their own posting to our blog I would liken it to pulling teeth to get Roman to agree to do so. So it is that he was relieved he didn't have to sit down at the keyboard and tap out his message. Why? For the simple fact that Roman has little patience for certain modern conveniences; computers being one of those. Imagine that. However, he realizes the value of modern conveniences, even admits to enjoying certain of those (when one can get him to talk), and for all his dislike of computers he is extremely computer literate. And, as he has agreed to return at a later time and fulfill the obligation Dream Teller wrung out of him (she is so good at that), I will use this time to tell you about him those things he has agreed can be told.
In terms of immortal time Roman is considered a very young Vampyre -366 years since made, and not of his own free will. His are extremely unusual circumstances, which shaped who he is today. In his human existence Roman was the second of four sons and a daughter born to a powerful Highland laird of the clan McAllistaire (an unusual spelling of his surname, for which he gives no explanation when requested) . His beloved mother was Rumanian; a 'gift' from a family of gypsies whom his da (father) defended against certain death from an enemy clan (according to Roman, gypsies were looked down upon by most Scottish clans). As that may be, the young laird was quite willing to take her for his bride. Unknown to her, she wed a Berserker; a fierce and powerful warrior feared by all who knew of such warriors.
Many are the myths and tales of Berserkers and most of them paint the warriors as evil, crazed, otherworldly Beings who, for a price, would fight under any flag, for any who could raise the bounty to hire them. Such was not the case of all Berserkers, for some were noble and refused to hire out. Like Roman's da, many Berserkers fought only under their own colors, for their own clans. But enough of that history, for the time being.
Roman was but seventeen when he fell victim to an experiment that had only been tried once before, and ended with horrible results. But his maker, a powerful, ancient Vampyre with a greed for notoriety among his Kind believed himself capable of perfecting the outcome of such an experiment; creating a Being more powerful than any ever known to exist -a Vampyre possessed of the Berserker's blood and innate powers. The Ancient was certain he could control such a Being if he chose his victim, wisely; a youth with particular qualities he believed would offset the mistake that was made in that first experiment, a victim chosen by random rather than careful calculation. The belief of the creation of an uncommonly powerful Being was realized but the experiment that cost Roman his mortality cost the Ancient his life, but not before he realized his mistaken belief that he could control his creation. When Roman awakened to his new existence, the horror of what he'd become fueled the hate and rage he spent upon his maker.
Roman's fear and confusion sent him home to seek counsel of the man he most loved and respected but when he confessed his ordeal, his da was so horrified and disgusted he attempted to kill his own son. Even in his anguish and rage, Roman hadn't the heart to kill his da; instead, disarmed him of the knife Roman had made himself and presented as gift to his da. Banished for all time from family and home, Roman took his leave and began a journey that would take him across oceans and seas, through centuries in time, and pit him against his own rage, as he learned to survive in a world of darkness.
In these modern times he has only recently (the last fifty years in mortal time) begun learning how to navigate the mortal world; to learn and accept the ways of mortals and the laws of their society, and that because he ran up against one whom, to his shock, he could not best. He owes his existence to his unbeatable foe, now his mentor who took him under his wing; the ancient Vampyre Garth de Roderick. You have heard us speak of Garth, our colleague and counselor of Vampyre ways. And while I often poke fun at Garth, I hold him in high regard, for he is one of the few of his Kind to embrace his lot and get on with the business of life. For all his otherworldly power and abilities, his dark beginnings, Garth is most kind and caring of others; a protector of innocents of all Kinds, hunter and slayer of predators, mentor, and numerous other titles he wears so well.
He has taken Roman to his heart, as if he were his own son, and for that we admire him. It is through his influence, or mayhap better said, for the help of it, that Roman is an incredible individual who has finally come round to the realization that he has a special place in our hearts, and a place of his own in our world. I count myself blessed to have made his acquaintance and while he is yet rather shy of others, a loner of sorts, stoic of expression (for the most part), some of us are able to see beyond the stoicism into the real man who happens to be Vampyre.
Those select few Outsiders who have made his acquaintance think well of him and, like others of our societies, consider themselves fortunate to be accepted into his small circle of friends and acquaintances. Mayhap, at some time, you will enjoy such a relationship with him, as well, and if you are so fortunate as to meet him take care to step lightly and speak with careful thought, for he is new to our world and our ways; young yet in terms of immortality, and still learning whom he can and cannot trust.
As Garth has often reminded, Vampyres are, first and foremost, born predators, skilled hunters, and their needs must be met in order to survive. And while one need not fear the civilized of their Kind, he preaches that even the most civilized Vampyres can be pushed beyond their civilized limits by those who are thoughtless and unkind. Blessed May You Be.
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