JUST REMEMBER THIS

I may not always dress
Ventrue.
I may not always act
Ventrue.
I may not always speak as a Ventrue.
But when it comes to buisness.
Cross me and I will show you just how

VENTRUE I CAN BE
Hatred is a bitter, damaging emotion, It winds itself through the blood, infecting its host and driving it forward without any reason. Its view is jaundiced and it skews even the clearest of eyesights.

Sacrifice is noble and tender. It's the action of a host who values others above himself. Sacrifice is bought through love and decency. It is truly heroic.

Vengeance is an act of violence. It allows those who have been wronged to take back some of what was lost to them. Unlike Sacrifice, it gives back to the one who practices it.

Love is deceitful and sublime. In its truest form it brings out the best in all beings. At it's worst, it's a tool used to manipulate and ruin anyone who is stupid enough to hold it.

Move forward with purpose. Take back what was stolen . Make those who laughed at your pain pay.

Don't be stupid. Hatred corrupts, Sacrifice is for the weakm . Love destroys. Vengeance is the gift of the strong.

Not with hatred, but with calm , cold rationale. Hatred is your enemy. Vengeance is your friend. Hold it close and let it loose.

May the gods have mercy on those who have wronged me because I will have no mercy for them.

 WOLF
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
The victorious strategist only seeks battle after the victory has been won, whereas he who is destined to defeat first fights and afterwards looks for victory.
There are two kinds of sparks, the one that goes off with a hitch like a match, but it burns quickly. The other is the kind that needs time, but when the flame strikes... it's eternal, don't forget that.
Nothing compares with the finding of true love; because once you do your heart is complete.
Nothing compares with the finding of true hate; because once you do your heart is complete.
Desire like a drug,
Need like a curse.
When did this happen?
I thought indulging would lead to satisfaction...
But now I wait eager for any gesture, word or touch.

Seeking fulfillment of what...
I don't look for myself,
I don't look for any hidden nature.

Its all so obvious, it sits on my skin
It waits in the dark recess of my mind
In every prayer, in every dance -
I seek to lose my self.

To destroy the false remnants of identity
To dig deep beneath my flesh and find what makes me
Through pain, through lust, through need

I have a wayward spirit in me that needs to be bound
I need to lock it away,
tame it with promises of pleasure
tease it with the moments inbetween
it needs to be taken, ravished and left to rediscover itself

Fate is a distorted mirror...
we seek to revisit the events that have shaped us
to control them and learn that we have no power

What will I find when I am gone...
How will it feel to finally join Her
Dancing in the utter darkness of the universe

I cannot bring myself...
I can only bring what She has given me of Herself
In the end all that remains is Her blackness
A heart shaped diamond set in pave diamond encrusted platinum.
 The Serpentine Ring.
14.87 Carat 's
Marks of possession are not always seen, but they remain none the less.