Folkhlore; Death, then Life ...

Forged within the shadows of Ancient Rome ... both BC, and AD, as well as from the feet of the Christe himself, a bloodline would eventually find its way to 1500's Northern Europe - selfishly, sadistically, and defiantly, conquered and enslaved through one woman ... Vonchesca Barringstonne . Through countless violent centuries of blood, and controlled mayhem - thousands of lives would be forever sacrificed to help afford the many different crowns she had worn . The Princess would eventually, and fatefully guide herself upon a self-serving Clan bred through the blood of Rome - nestling itself within the safety of a Valley just to the West of the Moursheb Hills . There, she would find Yorris Folkhe - a Father, warrior, craftsman, respected Elder, and what she hoped would be a steadfast, and proper Loyal to her bloodline . But, what she, and her vile Brother Palchek did not realize - was that honor, Brotherhood, loyalty, and vengeance meant more to Yorris Folkhe, than the immortal life she selfishly forced upon him through her own bloodlust ...