The Winter Yule Ball in Piazza

Come One Come All ... Festival of Blood Ball

The LeStat Sabat Presents The Autumn Festival

 Come One Come All !!!

All are welcome !!

Don't Miss this Wonderous Celebration !! 

Holy Festival Of Lestati

Wednesday August 1st 
Come One Come All
Celebrate 
Festival Of Lestati 
Gold , Purple and Black.
1. Attire Must be in those colors.
2. Music in the streets at intervals throughout the day


Schedule of Events:


10am: Painting Contest starts
Judge: Antonio di lestat (shadowv resident)
Topic: Nudes or Sensual Portraits
Prize: 1000G


11am: Poetry Contest starts
Judge: Dom di Lestat (domminic resident)
Topic: Love (of anything)
Prize: 1000G


1pm: Dance Macabre
2pm:  Japanese Kimono Fan Dance
4pm: Holy Blessing Ritual
6pm: Burlesque Dance
8pm: Flamenco Dance

Reward !!!!! MISSING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She Rushed up the steps most cheerfully ..

So much to share with all ..

The Viscontessa was working on The Amazing Weekend Recap ..

Gasp !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Her beloved Printing Press is Missing!

1000 Gold Reward 

to the One that Returns it !!!

No Questions asked .."Hisss"

Just please return It !! .. 

Todays' post sponsored in part by

The Sweet Taste of Agony

Hungarian

Az édes íz a kín

Az édes íz a rettegést, és fájdalom van, hogy az élvezetek.

 A halálos kínzás közepette folyik, a gazdag íz, és ízletes Bouquet.

English Translation

The Sweet Taste of Agony

The sweet taste of terror, and agony, is what delights this vintage.

 Drawn from a mortal in the midst of torture,

 flowing with the rich flavor of adrenaline, and delicious bouquet of horror.

made, created and gifted by

Lirynn Kenin

The perfered Wine of The Bathory Chosen

Festa del Redentore_Ball Today The Teaser

The Blessing  The Feast  The Battles  

All have been done  With Class and excitement 

for and from all and Now For Today 

Sunday, July 22nd - 

The Ball & Celebration Fireworks

The Piazza and Library Rooftop

11am - Guests Arrival 

11:30am - Ball Opening Ceremonies with Baroness Zandra!

12pm - A Dance Macabre by the Le Arti Dannosi Lestati

1pm - A Musical Interlude by the Creatori di Sangue Lestati

4pm - Celebration Fireworks!

Festa del Redentore_

Ball Teaser

 Written by Eleni Ambroso

The Chosen lay in bed, her boy toys draped across her porcelain skin after a long night of ... 

well let's just say pleasure and pain. She stroked the head of one of boys, 

the contrast of his jet black hair against her pale skin holding 

her curious eyes for the moment. He stirred a bit and she frowned, 

the vile creature was still breathing. 

No matter, his blood was sweet enough to taste again ... 

at least one more time.

Her menu planning was disturbed when her personal gaunt drifted through the room.

 This particular gaunt was more needy than the typical 

and the Chosen did not trust her in the least.

Her eyes caught a hold of something magnificent in the gaunt's arms.

 Draped across them was a most magnificent blood red gown 

with lovely gold detailing along the hems of the skirts. 

The color so rich, it seemed to glimmer like a diamond 

when the light touched it. 

The gaunt smiled knowingly to her mistress. 

Her Chosen's passion for fashion was almost greater

 than the one she had for young blood,

 "Your ball gown My Lady ... for the upcoming festa.

 I believe it's called, 'The Festa del Redentore?'" 

She hung the gown on the wooden mannequin in the Chosen's room,

 fluffing and primping the gown as if it were actually on her mistress'

 perfectly white marbled form.

The Chosen licked her lips as she eyed the gown,

 lifting her body from the pile of last night's feast without any regard.

She moved toward the gown, graceful and nude, 

her fingers playing over the soft silk material of the gown.

 "And where did you get this exquisite gown, my pet?"

The Tournament

Saturday, July 21st - 

The Tournament

The Guild Hall Courtyard Arena

11am - Competitors Warmup

12pm - Extended Knockout Tournament

3pm - Team Knockout Tournament

6pm - Metered Knockout Tournament 

WHo Shall WIn and Be The Master Competitor !!! 

The Blessing Kick Off to Festival

The Blessing Kick Off to Festival

Greetings and welcome all, to the Festa del Redentore.

 This great feast, we celebrate what it is to be Chosen.

*The Celebrant raises the Daemonican Staff, and intones the Benediction*

Ego benedico te cum nocte aeterno.

 In nomine Patris et Matris et omnia Daemonarum Sanctarum.

We all here know the stories of how our own covens came to be.

 But there once was a time when the Chosen had no Seven Sabats,

 no Seven Great Houses of the Chosen. It is said that long ago, 

when man was made,he was given a wife, 

 made from the ground as he was. Her name was Lilith.

 But she refused to be subservient to the man Adam.

 She left him, and founded the great race of the Chosen.

 For centuries, she went about the face of the earth

, bringing forth new Childes. But she in her wisdom realized that in order to preserve her children, she must organize them. Thus through miraculous means, she brought forth the Great Houses, to which all of we here present, all Chosen, belong. These here are the names of the Great elders, our Archaos, which dwell among us in Venexia, sleeping in their tombs:

Bael Norferat

Count Corvnus Drakul

Countess Eerzebet Bathory

Countess Carmilla Karnstein

Marquis Francois Lestat

Baron Lucian De Rais

Lilitu Daemonica

We do not mention the name of the Apostate Sabat during this day of celebration of being Chosen.

All these elders derive from one Holy Mother, Lilith, who first refused to serve man. 

 Now we rule over Man. Let us all partake of this blood, 

which represents to us Mother Lilith. It represents to us that though

 we are each of different Great Sabats, nevertheless,

 we share many common traits. And it is Holy Mother Lilith, 

who Redeemed us from Mortality, by the fact she Redeemed our Archaos...they in turn have passed the Redemption of Immortailty to us! 

 Let us rejoice in this our shared Privelege!

* The celebrant drinks from her cup, and urges others to come to the altar to share from the flask*

The Ceremony is over! Let us all go forth and living, 

we die not! For we are the Shepherds, and we are the Wolves!

The Tables Are Set !!

 It is The Evening of The Chosen Feast ..

Festa del Redentore ((Now open for RP))
Friday, 20 Jul 2012 18:00:49 GMT
A clock chimed and Eleni looked up at the time, "Oh excellent ...
Lady Amberlyssa will be at the piazza shortly to start the ceremonial ritual." Quickly she left the rooftop to check that things were in order.
12pm - Ritual
1pm - Paesani Hunt Begins
3:30pm - Borghesia Tasting
7:00pm - Karnsteini Gift Presentation

All Chosen are Welcome ! 

I am so excited for all .

And Kudos to The Amazing efforts and work 

of the entire  House of Drakul ..

Working around the virtual clock to make all just right !!

While waiting to meet with Contessa Zandra

(( she was busy with her seamstress getting her final gown fittings .

 I can't wait to see what she shall be wearing ))

 I  was able to get  some stunning 

captures of this amazing kick off Event .. to tease all with .. 

 The Tables are Set .. 

Please Don't forget This amazing Three Day event 

kicks off Today with The Feast for The Chosen 

 Such Beauty and Details . 

 Nothing Is Left undone .. 

 The House of Drakul has worked endless hours  together 

The Beautiful Eleni Ambroso  stands in the piazza double

 and triple checking everything for the event.

endless hours  from Planing to bring it all to life  . to get every detail just right .

 Smile .. at the beauty of each member of the Coven .

 Details  Details Details .. 

Sergius Ambroso  looked are and remain quite, he was obviously exhausted

 and just moved closer to the pillar to lean against and closed his eyes.

nods to the strength ..  

 Oh Wait ..   There he is ..Amdis.. Our City Dweller Chosen  Lurker ! 

No Grapes for YOU !

 She is adorable with that Killer Smile .. Sword too ! 

 A bit of a Battle ..  in No Time .. all was back in Order ..  All better .. 

 The Chosen Shall be traveling from near and Far for 

The Feast of The Chosen  Today !!

12pm - Ritual
1pm - Paesani Hunt Begins
3:30pm - Borghesia Tasting
7:00pm - Karnsteini Gift Presentation

All Chosen are Welcome ! 

Hissss !!!  ... 

Ladies and Gentlemen .. To Our Chosen !!

Ladies and Gentlemen

As many of you know the Lestat seamstress Miranda (human) has hired a whole team to be able to make all of your gowns and suits to the great ball of the Drakul (for more information see below ). And even though we of course are quick on the sewing we need to humbly remind that you get your measurement taken by a professional before you order your fabric. I suspect no Lady or Gentleman thinks patchwork is the hight of the fashion (at least not this season) or to have you garment break on the dancefloor so again I urge you to:

1. Chose a model of your liking. (We have books with the latest fashion for you from Paris, Berlin and London to look at if you do not wish to design something yourself)

2. Get your measurements taken. (Beware as it will take some time so please do not come rushed)

And then either you, yourself with the aid of your seamstress (not all fabrics suits to all models and we would all hate to see the suit or gown break and fall of you when you dance) or your seamstress alone can order the best fabric (and additional details) of choice from the lovely Bathory representatives:
Lord Ishmael, JeanMarie and Arianne.
((Ishmaelx Resident, Laphalene Resident, Arianne Voyager))



For more information on the ball and festivities:
Contacts:
Lady Alessandra Ambroso and Eleni Ambroso 
((Alessandraambroso resident, Eleniambroso Resident))
Best well wishes
Miranda, artisan seamstress
((Sinzalia Resident))

PS. If any human still wish to help out contact me either at the Green Dragon or at the Teatro. I also hold classes in sewing and how to take measurements.

PPS. I have been told there is going to be a " Vox populi, Vox dei" dress comepition at the ball. We will all be able to vote for best dress, best male costume, best dancers and even kning, queen, prince and pricess of the ball! Prizes are atm unknown but just the titles are to.. die for?

New Flash !!! This Just in a Sample of Miranda's Work with :
The Elders Boots Collection
Behold their Beauty !!!!!

An envelope mysteriously floats through the air. You reach your fingertips out to grasp it but no need to fret, it seems to place itself delicately between them.
"You have been Chosen." The words bleed across the cover of the envelop as the wind seems to whisper them in your ear. 
The envelope opens ...
During the middle ages, a great plague swept the western world laying to waste all in its path. The human population was decimated. The Chosen refer to this time as ... The Great Famine.
With over 50,000 humans lost in Venexia alone, the Chosen feared the Great Famine may be their end but the Chosen, being the dominant species they are, survived! 
It is THIS MOMENT OF SURVIVAL that we, the Chosen of Venexia, celebrate our eternal life with the Festival of the Redeemer and it is THIS MOMENT in history that triggered the revelation that all Chosen demonstrate their dominance, stepping out from the masquerade!
Join us in celebrating our Eternal Chosen life ...  
Festa del Redentore | Festival of the Redeemer
Hosted by the Dark Heart of Drakul

Friday, July 20th - Feast!
Experience a Ceremonial Blood Feast and Opening Festivities
The Piazza

Saturday, July 21st - Fight!
Join the Fight in the Tournament of the Redeemed Chosen
The Training Hall

Sunday, July 22nd - Dance!
Dance the Night Away with The Grand Ball & Fireworks Display
The Piazza and The Rooftop of the Drakuli Libraria
Dress: Red, Gold and Black

All festivities start 11am SLT and go through the night!

((OOC NOTE: This event has been designed to span a wide time range so that hopefully many time zones can join the RP. While the events may start at 11am SLT, mini-events will be staged throughout the day so that hopefully all time zones can take advantage. Additional event details will be forth-coming. We also request the event stay IC only so we ask that all participants keep OOC chat in local to a minimum. We hope you all get to develop role-play, story lines, and most of all have fun and we hope to see as many of you as possible.

Please contact EleniAmbroso Resident if you would like to be directly involved with some of the mini-events that are being planned - we are looking for some great actors to get involved!))

The Festival of the Redeemer

The Festival of the Redeemer, sponsored by the Dark Heart of Drakul, will be taking place next weekend, over a three day span...

Friday, the 20th (Feast), begins with a ceremonial Blood Feast and Opening Festivities in the Piazza...
Saturday, the 21st (Fight), will be the Tournament of the Redeemed Chosen at the Training Hall, and...
Sunday, the 22nd, (Dance), will be the Grand Ball and Fireworks Display, in the Piazza and the Rooftop of the Drakul Libraria (Dress is Red, Gold, and Black)

All events begin at 11pm, SLT, and if one desires to become involved with event, please do contact EleniAmbroso Resident for further details!

The winners of the Creatori Lestat poetry contest

Asya Jolles: Welcome to the announcement of the winners
 of the Creatori Lestat poetry contest. Look at you, 
absolutely gorgeous! I want to thank you for coming.
 Speaking of which, you know who loves to come?
Mmhmm the the Karnstein, boy do they love to come.
 I mean it. Again and again. All the men there are hard workers...
so I've heard. No Vorden here...uh oh...hope everyone locked up their household pets!
How about DeRais, raise your hand if you're DeRais?
 Asya Jolles: Thought that would be a familiar task since they're so darn young. But seriously kudos to them for getting organized...really it's hard when you are so used to your momma organizing you. Yes, as the Karns know, organizing does start with "organ," wicked devils.
[08:05] Asya Jolles: Any Bathory? They can be a pain, literally I hear, but you know you love them! Demonicans, aww it is a pity they couldn't join us. I was worried they'd all be busy robbing puritans for their outfits...or nuns...such a terrible habit!
 Nishira Xaris chuckled under my breath
[Asya Jolles: And congratulations to the Drakul, like the Lestat I hear they are bringing new life to their sabat...death? New...Drakuls. Good luck with it!
Borghesia, you delicious creatures. Without you we'd be mere shadows of our former selves, or paler at least, as would the Paesani!
Without further ado about nothing, the winners.
 I will read the winning poem and then announce the name and award the prize.
 Asya Jolles: In the free form and most popular category in third place,
receiving three hundred gold:

I can’t stop looking,
At your glorious face.
It draws me in,
Pulling me in a daze.
And your eyes;
So luminous and radiant.
They sparkle,
With a sense of mystery.
And they twinkle,
With the slightest bit of curiosity.
I can’t handle this anymore.
It’s driving me insane.
The challenge to resist staring:
At those animated, gleaming, dazzling pools of heaven.
Every time that I see you,
My heart jumps a beat,
I see your glistening eyes,
And I cannot compete.
I’d travel through the Sahara,
Go through every mountain place,
I’d swim the entire channel,
Just to see your face.
by Markus Venderi
Congratulations Markus!
 Nishira Xaris claps "congrats Markus!!!"


Asya Jolles: in second place receiving four hundred gold:
My love
Your eyes are looking at me and they make me shiver.
and their brown depths make me drown.
Your mouth is smiling at me
and their softness makes me want to melt at your feet
Your arms are reaching out for me
and my heart is beating so fast and hard, I can but tremble
Deeply your eyes are looking into mine
and the blush is arising on my cheeks
Slowly we both move closer and closer
and our lips are brushing against each other
Your hand is caressing my face
and you are stealing my breath just by being so close
Hiding your eyes behind closed lids
you lean closer to me
Leaning closer and your lips are placed upon mine
And you are stealing so much more then my breath.
Your hands so softly holding my heart
as your lips are pressed against mine.
How can I ever confess to you
how my heart aches of just seeing you?
How can I ever confess
how you have swept my soul away
with all your being
I love you forever, My Markus.
by Miranda


In first place receiving one thousand gold
 (and five hundred linden):
"Revivification"
Warm blood rushing down;
Violence all around.
A small charade, the due is paid;
Diamond tears for a shallow grave.
She steps in sight to bring me in, then disappears.
My mind's eye punctured, leaving a void;
New Life exchanged for The Ultimate Sin.
What is this place where time stands still?
The clock strikes on, but there is no one to welcome me.
Where are the memories that used to haunt my aching brain?
I reach for you, but you are not there.
No more tears, nothing is real.
My empty soul screams out for you,
But time gives way and I am left.
Alone.
by Kazimir Giacomin
Asya Jolles: The last two categories have only a first place winner.
The first place winner in the sabat or group category,
receiving one thousand gold ( and five hundred linden):
STILLNESS OF THE TOMB
My soul finds itself alone
Afront my ancestors tomb
No crowd to pry
My secret hour....
Be still in silence O Lestat
My silence, not loneliness
For my forefather's who stood
So virtuous on this land
Now standing overshadowing me
Be still in silence, O Lestat
The night shall frown
And stars not look down....
For my weariness it seems
Burning and clings forever
Be still in silence, O Lestat
My thoughts shall not banish
No visions to vanish
From my spirit passes
The tenderness of their ashes
Be still in silence, my beloved Lestat
The breeze, the breath is still
Mists rise on the hills
Shadows, symbols and tokens...
The chain of blood left unbroken.
How it hangs upon the trees
Mystery of mysteries
My beloved Anscestry, Lestat
by Lord Victore Bragelonne
 Asya Jolles: In first place for limerick category,
receiving one thousand gold (and five hundred linden):
((prose is written in shakey handwriting on the back of a paper napkin with bloodwine stains))
Ode to the Lestati Ladies of the Bath....
There once was a lady named Mariella
Who had a big crush on a fella
They had a brief fling
Till she stepped on his thing
And now her fella answers to Bella
There once was a young Diva called Nena
Who liked to bathe in verbena
She took off her clothes
And lay in repose
Then realised all the Karn men had seen her.
There was a young lady named Tessa
Who doesn't look like an aggressor
But if you picked on her age,
She would scalp you with rage,
And show off the new trophy on her dresser.
There once was a vampire called Selene
Who thought that her appearance was mean
She put bows in her hair
and wore pink underwear
And turned the ladies in Venexia all green
There was a sweet girlie named Charity
Who could recite the full alphabet with clarity
A cheeky little blighter
who's a really good fighter
She'll poke out your eye with sincerity
((A big splotch of some unidentified liquid fortunately obscures the rest of the submission))
by Lucius DuPrave
 Asya Jolles: Thank you so much to everyone who entered
and for coming and helping to revitalize the beautiful arts
 in Venexia! Enjoy the night!

Casting Call For The Play Final FLaw

Casting Call -
for the play
 Final Flaw

Lady  Mari has written a play and is looking for actors  to audition for   6 parts

Sir Richard and Lady Richard
Sir Morton and Lady Morton
a footman and a maid

Contact her directly  (Marilyne Chiung)
Thank You !

This Just In .....

 Extra  Extra  News Flash ..... 

 In what seemed like a quiet evening for the Heirphant Amber ..

As,she took her evening stroll,

When All of sudden ...  

It seems Amber's Apartment has not only been broken into

Its on Fire .. 

Poor Amber is quite beside herself , First the brutal attack and .

"loss of her Papa" and now this  ???? 

As she Looked , Other came to help and she fought back her own 

tears .. She went from Over taken, to Stunned to ... Rage 

all in moments time .. 

Someone simply broke the door lock, probably

 with a hip check from a person with supernatural strength.

 It’s hard to tell around the scorch marks but it was a complete ransacking,

 mattress slashed open with a knife, as were the pillows,

 drawers pulled out and thrown on the floor,

 table tipped over, tarot deck and any valuables taken.

Amber Soon Becomes enraged as She shouts out

" IT WAS ELISE WHO DID THIS "

hmmm was It Elsie .... Amber  really ?? 

stay tuned .. to be continued ... 

The fire seems to have started with ignited alcohol and shredded papers
taken from the cabinets, and searching the wreck
would uncover traces of glass, and a few brown threads.
 Whomever did this was in a hurry,
 but also pretty frustrated and destructive.
If Amber uses magic to trace the glass fragments,
 they'll lead her back to the green dragon, and the brown threads to the docks.

Amber's Story .. or is it ????

I shall begin with pardon my delay with my entrees alas

 with the heat and this time of year..  

Where does the time go ?? 

Please click video for Music and enjoy the story ..... 
please note it really is all Ambers' wonderful Story .

Amber's Story 

It had come to my attention from let's just say

 multiply  anonymous sources 

That a rather brutal attack had taken place,

 A rather gruesome one at that,to an elderly human gentleman.
This said human was thought to be Amber's father ... 

Now being A good standing citizen in Venexia ,

 er well always looking for a good story,

Never mind a true Bathory  let's just say 

 I was extreamly sparked with interest. 

So I took a stroll to The Daemonicans Home.

Perhaps one of the stunning builds in the city, but also one of the 

more haunting and quite dramatic in itself .

Ah The  Basillica One could not help but feel a bit humbled to walk in and note Her Beauty.

The Daemonicans Protected her as it is their home . 

I had messaged Amber and she met me outside , The Beautiful High Priestess

was there as well, alas she was quite busy this evening with her own business . 

Amber walked me inside,I noticed  The Monk guarding 

the Blood Vat ..How Most  interesting I thought .

Amber rushed to introduce us and mentioned The Monk was mute . 

I did not ask questions as I did not wish to seem like a busy body .

There was a story .I was there for .. 

  Dear Amber would share with me 

what she wished to tell .

Amber motioned for me to have a seat .. She took out a most special wine

and Had the Monk serve us each a glass .. This Monk ..

read on ..  much more of him to come ..  

****and now a Moment from a Local Sponsor .. The Lovely tasting  Blood wine 

that Amber and Breezy shared,

 was a fresh Bottle made by Lestat's very own Lorynn

 "The Lestat of Palermo make it, they have a theater, where two lovers make love ...

publicly, at the height of their climax, they are bled some and the blood mixed...

quite a popular teatro, and the best lovers are well-paid"*****

I listened to every chilling word .. Alas I could not help but notice

the exceptional close bond between The *Muted* Monk ..and

Amber ..most particular in closeness, The way he comforted her .

The way she looked up to him .. hmmm .. She seemed so most sad .

Yes there was much more to this story ..

But Lets get on with this dark dark tale shall we ? 

Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  takes a slow sip of her wine, 

as she begins to share her story with breezy

 "Well, i was meditating on that small island between 

the Gardfens and the Isle of the Dead...

you know the one, with the lantern and the bench?"
 Breezy Carver Fabre smiled,  I do, one of my favorites as well
 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  smiles sadly, "I enjoy to go there often. 

As it was, Lord Inquisitor Cael came on a gondola,

 looking for me, he was quite upset, said there was a man at the Ufficio Dottore...

who was lying in a pool of blood"
 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff looks over at Goffredo,

and pulling out a small knife, motions him over
Fratello Goffredo del Padua  takes an empty glass and gives it to the Heirophant
 Breezy Carver Fabre quietly  watches
 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  makes in incision in her forearm, 

and allows some of her vitae to pour into the glass, then licking

 the wound closed, hands him back the glass

Fratello Goffredo del Padua  slowly drinks for the glass, while he listens to the Heirophant's story
Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff gives the Viscontessa an embarrassed smile, "Excuse me, he's a gaunt, and you know how gauns need to be cared for, it's his feeding time" she takes another sip of her own bloodwine, and continues, "As it was, when i arrived, the office was a mess...and there was this man lying upon the floor...he must have been bitten at least twenty times...yet the attacker never fed from him...there was blood all over the floor...'

 Breezy Carver Fabre  My Word ! 2o times ?was he still

Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff nods, "At least! he was bitten sevral times viciously

 on the neck, and all over his body....what is odd is, 

the attacker clearly did not feed from him..."

Breezy Carver Fabre  breathing ?

 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff nods, "Yes, when I knelt to check him, he was still breathing, barely...blessedly Diva nena and Lord anotnio and Lady tessa showed up to help

 and I was able to staunch the bleeding, and stitch his neck...but...."

Breezy  listens intently as she makes quiet  side notes on side of her note book

 to stitches on the monk's neck ... 

close bond between the two ..

also 5 stars to extreamly tasty Blood wine from Lestats 

I looked at The Monk a Bit closer ... Fratello Goffredo del Padua

Amber .. stuttered a few times calling him ..p...

did she mean. padra .. pappa ..

hummm  just sharing some thoughts here .. 

Yes those are stitches .. Fresh ones on his own throat .

I dared not ask Amber just yet about them ..

But as you can see This story is far from over ... 

Breezy Carver Fabre  what a brutal attack ,no feed just manic bites ??

 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  nods, "yes, but was heart-rending 

was to see it was my papa..." her voice trails as she looks down,

 wiping a tear of vitae from her eyes, she chokes back a sob, looking up...

"If not for Cael and Nena and the others...I ...

I would have lost it, but they gave me strength to do my gruesome task at hand..."

Fratello Goffredo del Padua  looks down compassionately at the Heirophant, and reaching out with calloused, scarred, strog hands, squeezes her shoulder reassuringly

Note :::: to back track photos of the trying to heal her Papa .. 

With  Lord Antonio, tessa, and Cael just outside the door 

The Ladies went to work to try their best to heal Amber's Papa .

 Poor Amber was beside herself with tears .. 

The Diva Nena did her to best to both comfort and Heal . 

They worked together for what seemed hours ..  to keep the man 

Alive ..   They took the Man to safe Keep at The Luna Hotel Bagliano.

How ever .. sad to say .. Amber received message from the Valet at said Hotel .

at about 3:30 am.  She rushed over .. and was too late . for he passed .

 Breezy Carver Fabre looks .. tilts head .. is most touched at 

the Monks loyalty and gentle comforting.

Breezy Carver Fabre Amber, what a tragic story .. just heart breaking .
 did you bury the body and have a human service ?
 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff nods, "well, I had no desire for the attacker 

to show up at his funeral...' at this she lowers her voice, "

And i think I know who did it..." she speaks more normally, 

"So I had his body taken to one of Venexia's tribituary cities,

 Padua, we Daemonicans have a monastery there, 

Monastero di Minerva, and I happen to have a private chapel there,

 Cappela di Venus, so I had a private service there for him, 

a cremation, and I buried his ashes in a grave I had dug there with my own bare hands"
 Fratello Goffredo del Padua  slightly tilts his head when he hears 

the heirophant say she thinks she knows the murderer

Breezy Carver Fabre  Really ?? with .. your bare hands .. 

 .. leans in .. you think you know who did the attack ??
Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff nods, "Well, this woman had come a few days

 before his death,here to the Basillica seeking information about him,

 and had spoke with High Priestess Kylie, and Abbot Tree, 

they wanted to know about my father, where he was staying,

 and so forth...she claimed to be from the same country as he

...also, another person, whom i shall not name,

 to protect her privacy, also came to me with similar information...

they all described this tall woman from Germany, 

recently arrived in Venexia, with long blond hair, a Bathory..."

 Breezy Carver Fabre  perks up as I always do make an extream effort

 keep my own .. house separate in my reporting .. 

but this  was different ..  I Gasped .. Elsie ?

 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  looks at her oddly, "I never said her name,

 but yes, a woman named Elise von Wuerttemberg,

 which is interesting, as papa had an enemy in germany...see, 

papa had served the Drakul Duke Frederick of Bayern, 

who was at war with Prince Ferdinand Bathory of Wuerttemberg;

 the Prince won the war, beheaded the duke, and put papa's entire family to death,

 his eldest and younger daughter, and his son,

 as well as his wife...they were his legal family, 

"i was born out of wedlock to a gypsy woman here in Venexia...'
 Fratello Goffredo del Padua suddenly reels in shock when he hears 

his attacker was an elise, and the description, his face visibly pales, 

he grips the back of the divan for support, his mouth opens and closes but he makes no sounds

Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  looks up at Goffredo in confusion,

 "Are you ok p..Fratello?"

 Breezy Carver Fabre makes notes to self at this point .. 

my stars this is fancinating and there is so so much more here .. 

gestures to Amber .. please go on .. .. 

looks at the Monk .. makes note of his own reaction .to self .. says out loud .. . is he alright ..
Fratello Goffredo del Padua  looks at Amber, he mouths the word, "Elise?!" 

but of course makes no sound, he looks as if he had seen a ghost, 

and trembles, suddenly he gestures he has to leave
 Breezy Carver Fabre  observes the unusual behaviors of

the Monk and Amber .. makes more side notes .. ....
 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff looks at him quizzically,

 pats his hand, "of course, of course, we will talk later, p...Fratello"

 Fratello Goffredo del Padua  hastily bows to both women and leaves the room
Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff  softly chews her lower lip, her brows furrowed, 

as she watches the monk leave, "Now, that was odd..."
Breezy Carver Fabre.. Oh my .. perhaps you should follow him ?

 Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff slightly shrugs, "I shall see what is bothering him later, you know humans" she smiles embarrassingly at the monk's behaviour, "Anyways, where was I...oh yes...see, i had determined the bite marks to be a woman's, and we had found long blonde hairs on papa's jacket...as well, several woman's boot prints in the puddle of drying blood...so between the information I received from the High priestess, the Abbot, the anonymous informant...'

 at this she smiles slyly, "I have my sores as the Heirphant,

 you know...I am cetrtain it was this elise von wuerttemberg that attacked him, 

probably an assassin sent by Prince Ferdinand"

 Breezy Carver Fabre  Oh My this is a huge .. ummm accustion .. have you told anyone ?

Are you sure he will be alright amber ?
Amberlyssa Marie Bauerhoff shakes her head..."He should be ok..." 

she purses her lips in deep thought
Breezy Carver Fabre  Once again makes note of Amber's behavior .. 

decides it is time and best to give  reason .. to excuse herself ..

 "oh look at the time" .. i really must be on my way here .. 

The Ladies said their thank yous and  fair-wells .

Later that night, Breezy took a seat by the fire, as she reread her own notes .. 

Breezy took some time to digest the 

chilling story from Amber .. 

This is a most special saga and it shall continue .. 

Special thanks to Amber and Her Monk .. 

*smiles* 

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