So, they have arrived...

They have arrived...

Over the years, I have taken many consorts, turning all of them. I feed on those who live in Barovia, but they offer little in nourishment or comfort. All of my beauties were above reproach in their appearance but none matched that of Tatyana, my eternal love. Many adventurer's came and fell at my hand. It is the thrill of the chase that I live for as I am certain a suitable heir to my kingdom will never come.

These five new visitors have all come in search of something. They arrived this morn with my messengers but they knew not whom they served. It matters not they serve me for I have allowed them to remain just as they have not come against me. This, save for their ability to leave this cursed world, is exactly why their existence remains. The visitors, they are such an odd bunch. Two half-breeds of human and their version of immortal known as Elf, a full blood Elf, another full blood Elf but of a darker variety than I have seen before and a demon woman. Ha! They bring a demon to slay the devil? I will watch this group closely and keep direct notes on each.

First, the "holy" male is the most striking of their group as the "armor of..." whatever he deems as his god protects him. He will soon learn I am god here. The battle is hard fought but I always come up as the victor. This one will be no different and I shall relish the victory over his false god. His being a half breed alone makes him unworthy of attention from his god, therefore verifying its falsehood. yet his magic still continues to work and so, I am again forced to believe there must be some form of hierarchy in their world.

Next, the dark elf seems as an outcast yet, this one is proving the most deadly. Her eyes glow as though by some strange luminescence is occurring. These types typically do not last a week in my home of Barovia. If this one fares the same fate, I shall be most disappointed. I had hoped this collection of oddities a finer place in the depths of my castle. She, above the others, is the most welcome to my home. She alone understands what it is like to be feared and hated simply based on appearance. Am I so different that my pale skin repulses as her dark skin frightens others?

The lighter skinned full blood is most obvious a fighter. Why else would such a high borne bother with weapons? His birthright seems to have been his own undoing as my dear Valentina took him to her bed the very first night they arrived. He must have been lacking for comfort from the rest of the group. Either that or his royal nursemaid suckled him from her tit for so long, he forgot the etiquette of courtship. No matter, I have other plans for this one.

The half blood who carries his book was by far the most interesting. His way with words brought my to tears of laughter as he and his group stumbled through the home of death. If at no other time than the possession of his body by the little girl made the laughter turn to fits of the same. His mind, his greatest weapon, all controlled by a spirit of ten years of age. His voice, her words, the thoughts of that accomplishment still brings a bloody tear to my eye.

Finally, the demon. Such an odd character for these four to have brought. Seemingly, her eyes lie only for the songs to be sung in their inevitable demise rather than the stories of success. A talented little demon she is but to face against the devil himself will require more than talent alone. I do believe I will make this one my play thing. How I would love to have the demon sing the song of her fallen friends in my court. Force her to remember all that I have done and will do to them all whilst watching the tears flow as she regales of my glory.

Glory... it is all that remains for me now, until I find my reincarnated Tatyana. Little do they know, I have already found her and soon, she will be mine!