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V e l c o r a
Black Dawn Coven
Vampires
Every evening when children go to sleep around the world, their mothers and fathers tell them stories of fairy tales, heroes, courage and bravery. The children in this town are very different than the ones around the rest of the world. When they go to sleep their mothers and fathers if there, tell them forewarning legends of vampires. Of course, just like their parents before them, the children never listen. Just old folk tales they make to scare them to sleep. The navety of this place was the most appealing thing to these legends. Every story the children hear is true. Vampires exist, they thrive there, they have a monarchy above it, surround the town, overwhelm it, and all unknowingly. They are the law, the crime, the mercy, the sympathy, the cruelty, the violence in their town, and they thrive upon it. But these perfect creatures have begun to form flaws about themselves, imperfect figures who strive to rebel. Befriending and warning their people, diminishing the power that the pure-bred have upon their people. The all-powerful vampires would not stand for it; the half-breeds had to be exterminated. And so begins the next legend mothers and fathers will tell their children, of the city’s mortals who longed to become perfection, of the half-vampires who longed for equality and righteousness, and the pure-breds who sought to keep their peace. This, this is Velcora.
