I decided to return to recite more of my tale. Although, I have changed my mind on the order I wish to tell them. I was going to recite the tales as they came to me, which would, generally mean in order of excitement. One often recalls the tales that were most exciting first. Instead, I have elected to make this more like a journal, a recounting if you will, of my un-life. Since I have already told you the tale of my embrace. I suppose now would be the time to tell you of my first feeding. As I mentioned in my first recounting, I only had time to remove myself from the pole that impaled me. And then search for a place to rest. This may not be entirely true, I remember walking around looking at the members of my family; well, what was left of the members of my family anyway. I do not know why I knew that I had to hide from the sun, I only knew that I must. No sooner had I removed myself from my less than comfortable position than I noticed the gaping wound it my chest was healing itself. I could feel the blood I drank from my sire coursing through my body and racing toward the wound. I could also feel a strange hunger. I remember thinking this was odd as we had just finished a very large meal before the attack. No time to think about that now! The sun! The Sun! You will die! You must hide from the sun! Without thinking, I reacted to this strange new voice. I knew of a cave that I often explored when I was in a mood to be left alone. I ran. I ran fast. I ran faster than I ever remember running in my life. The sky was getting lighter and I knew I did not want to greet the sun. When I finally arrived at the cave I went deep. Deep as I could go. I could feel an unnatural need to sleep (sleep?). I only stopped when I could no longer continue. I felt I could no longer remain awake. I found a small niche in the wall of the cave and crawled in. Strange how I could see with so little light. And I slept. I awakened with a terrible hunger. I remembered my wound and inspection showed it was gone. What has happened to me? I should be dead! What happened to my family? Who was that man? What has happened to me? Feed! You must feed! If you do not feed you will die! Feed! Feed? Yes. I am hungry. Feed. That is what I must do. I left my niche and climbed my way out of the cave that had served me so well. I instinctively headed for town. Monique will have food. She will feed me. I had been courting Monique for nearly a year. I was sure that soon we would marry and start our own family. Yes, Monique, I can tell her what happened and seek comfort from my lovely Monique. It was early evening. I was sure the sun had set only minutes ago. Town was the opposite direction from my home. And, home was the last place I wanted to see at that time. I arrived at Monique’s house and threw pebbles at her window. When her head appeared she had the look of surprise. She assumed I had died and or been carted off by whatever wild beast had destroyed my family. She rushed down to greet me. She wrapped me in her loving arms. Feed! You must feed! If you do not feed you will die! Feed! I bit into my love’s neck and I fed. I fed deeply. I had a hunger that would not be satiated. I drank deep and long. She pulled me closer to her and moaned. I drank even more deeply. Then there was no more. I had consumed all that was Monique. The rush within my body was exquisite. I could feel the life coursing within my body. I could also feel the death I still had pulled against me. What had I done? What have I become? This can not be real. This has to be a dream. Monique’s father came out of the house calling her name. I could not let him see me like this. How could I explain what had happened? I dropped my love and ran. I heard her dead body hit the ground but I felt no remorse, a sense of loss, yes, but no regret. I quickly left town and the area. How could I explain the things that happened. I didn’t understand them myself. How could I expect anyone to explain them to me? That man, the one from that night, he knows. I am sure of it His blood will make you strong! Perhaps I should find him. Okay, here is my deck for the month. I have only played it twice. The first time I was on a table with a few inexperienced players. They let my Smiling Jack live a little too long. The second I just hung in there. My playgroup doesn’t like this deck because it has no forward momentum. However, in my opinion, there is a lot to be said for being the last one on the table. Any way here it is. Crypt Vamp Clan blood Andrei Puxon Ravnos 5 Darius Styx Ravnos 9 Joaquina Amaya x2 Ravnos 6 Kostantin, Baro of the Caravan Ravnos 9 Natalia Ravnos 7 Petru Sipos Ravnos 7 Sarisha Veliku x2 Ravnos 6 Tereza Rostas Ravnos 8 Vaclav Petalengro x2 Ravnos 6 Library Card Type Cost Animalism Master 0 Chimerstry Master 0 x3 Fortitude Master 0 Blood doll Master 0 x4 Guardian Angel Master 2 x2 Ravnos Carnival Master 1 The Rack Master 0 Park Hunting Ground Master 2 x2 Giant’s Blood Master 0 Heidelburg Castle, Germany Master 2 Vampiric Disease Master 0 Sudden Reversal Master 0 Smiling Jack the Anarch Master 0 Haven Uncovered Master 0 The Parthenon Master 2 The Barrens Master 0 Secret Horde Master X Arson Action 0 Atonement Action 2 Bum’s Rush Action 0 x4 Wake with Evening’s Freshness Reaction 0 x3 Aaron’s Feeding Razor Equipment 1 Ivory Bow Equipment 1 Deer Rifle Equipment 2 x4 Palatial Estate Equipment 2 Aid from Bats Combat 0 x3 Carrion Crows Combat 0 x3 Guard Dogs Reaction 0 x2 Rat’s Warning Reaction 0 x4 Shepherd’s Innocence Action 2 Far Fatuus Combat 2 x2 Horrid Reality Combat 2 x5 Ignis Fatuus Reaction 1 x4 Illusions of the Kindred Combat 2 x5 Mass Reality Action 2 x5 Veiled Sight Reaction 2 x4 Dawn Operation Action Modifier 0 x4 Rapid Healing Action 0 x2 Restoration Action 0 x3 Unflinching Persistence Combat 0 x3