He does not follow nor know the path of humanity he walks a fine line that even some of the ancients fear.

He knows not lies foe he can see through them. He knows only Truth for he fallows the Path of Knowledge.

Auspex be his guide through lies as Temporis guides himself through his Unlife.

He wondered the wilderness of the world. He traveled the vast deserts. He crossed a vast ocean in searh of nothing. He cared for no one

he lived for only himself. His greed of knowledge!

That is what changed his life. His thirst for knowledge brought to him a second thirst a Thirst for blood.

Not the blood of killing for knowledge. No just the thirst to quench his own self with. He ended up in a City of Enoch. He was still not a vampire

during this time. Forced into slavery to the vampires. But that truely he enjoyed being the slave to his mistress.

For she at night when he was fetching her books, scrolls, parchments, or just people for her to talk to. He would sit in the shadows and watch this woman

This he did so well for three years he never knew the woman knew of his presence in the shadows. Untill on one of his last humanish nights. She called him from the shadows.

Once in the womans presence. She only asked of him to tell her of his knowledges gained from his studies of her ways.

So this was Simons first real interaction with Brujah. the lovely founder of the Scholerly bloodline. The woman so kind yet Forcefull. Enthralled him.

Not by diciplines. nor Magic nor even curse. But by conversation. Yet she did not speak to him more than a few sentences. For once he was before her.

He was calm relaxed. Knowing this was his night to die by the lady he has served, as so many before himself have. So for two nights that seemed so much longer.

He calmly spoke to her of what he learned in the last three years. But on the Third night when he went to her to finish telling her of his knowledge.

He was met by Brujah and two others.

One he knew by only word of mouth. The soul stealer was he called. Known for taking souls from mortals at a whim of being annoyed.

But Aslo there was the man between Brujah and Salout. a man in the Shadows standing between as well as behind the two of them. Brujah did not speak,

nor did Salout. But the man in the back with his spine tingling tone spoke. He wished for me to repeate everything I have so far told to Brujah.

So in one long night. The enternal night as he remembers it now. Five nights strung back to back with nothing but an hour rest of daylight for himself.

He told of everything he knew. everything he has learned from his birth of places he has been. Ontop of what he has learned here in this city.

That night was the night he was to be embraced. And so he was. And if you ask him even today who is his sire he will tell you it is Brujah.

But that is not completly honest for he was bleed almost dry by Brujah at the end of that night but when blood was given to him it was by both.

Brujah and Salout.

{Clears up why he can use Obeath so easily I guess}

He was raised and taught by the two of them. Brujah and Salout. But in the latter days it was only Brujah for Salout was always at Caine's side.

Before the end Simon was given ten pages of the book of nod and sent from the city of Enoch to never return. He was now forever hunted for the crimes.

Commited against his Sires. He now holds a mutual hatred for the False Brujah that roam the world. as well if not more for the Tremere.

For unlike most he has lost his mother and father twice. Both human parents. and both of his Sires.

So in the years after his solitude. it was close to three hundred years in a castle he had not visited in many generations.

He wanted a place no one would know the location of. So to this day very few know of its location. But in those years he also studied the arts of his diciplines.

even the forbiden Dark Thaumaturgy. In the end he made his blood poision to all vampires. He used the arts of Thaumaturgy. with the Brujah's Burning wraith.

And the Salubri's Power to infuse the Lure of Flames into himself. Increased by only his phoenix heritage.

He still must feed. But he nolonger lets those who would so hunt him for his blood have such pleasure. He has made it so no one through diablerie will.

Ever know of his past nor the secrets he holds to himself. From his Sires.

{More to come when I am in the mood}