:Alias:
Strider
1324, the year of my birth. A sleepy town named Lorinth in the north of the Lionheart Territory, that is where my father Ralko Lionheart had decided to settle in his late days. My Mother Kelisa had convinced him to retire early from his duties as an elder, in order to raise their child safe in the knowledge that they would not be split from one another in the line of duty. Although, as I grew old enough I sensed his pine for the old ways of life. He was the gentlest Man any have come accross, and commanded the loyalty and respect of all Lionheart. Mother always smiled, her part In our society was always a mystery to me and even to this day it remains so...but i'll never forget her kindness. Each night she'd send me to my slummbers with a rendition of the ancient prayer of Strife the Lion God. I was most fortunte to beggin my life in the care of this most loving family...
On the eve of my fourth birthday we sat in our home next to the fire listening to my father's stories of the ancient times, When a knock sounded upon our tired door. That knock was the beggining of a new age, and my father knew it when behind the door stood the other six elders. Duty it seemed was calling again, i'll never forget the look my mother's face created...and in all those few seconds I knew that our perfect life was going to end...
That was the day that an ancient fude was rekindled...the return of Vampires. Vampires were thought to have deceased at the hands of the Lionheart before Time was recorded in numbers. Of course all at that time knew the story, but it had become a myth and from myth to legend as each generation of Lionheart was birthed. Our services against the realms of Evil had not been required in 500 years and so we had truly believed we had attained ultimate peace on Earth...but how wrong we were. The Elder's discussed plan upon plan of action against these mercyless foes...but there was no preparing for the events that followed...
Before anyone knew it, our Sun filled days of beauty had turned to an Earth of Dust and Oceans of Blood...A Sky of Murk and Mountains of Mud...The World was fighting for survival...every human, every animal, every creature, and of course we were at the front of it all. Faced with these horrific torturous beings, hounding us day in and day out, It wasnt long before there was nowhere left to hide and nowhere left to run. The Elders tried everything, but the vampires possessed a strength never seen before in their past history...it eluded us all...immortality. The Legend tells of Vampires being as mortal as any Lionheart or Human alike...Of course both The Lionheart and The Vampire had a life span far superior to that of any human...Still...They were Not Immortal.