Again Please feel free to drop textures ((full prim )) on Breezy Carver
with Note card written in fresh blood or ink of your up coming event
Thank You .
The BLue Rose Formal
a truce dance ALL humans AND vordens welcome !!!
The Apothecary is open and doing well .
While in my own office I did hear Lady Willow ..
[17:11] Willow Namir shouts: stands in front of the apothecary window chanting loudly "donate here today and earn top coin" hoping that the humans will come and donate their blood. She rings the bell a little louder hoping to attract their attention. She smiles wide feeling a little excited that the vampires are drinking her supply up the way they are. She continues the chant pleased to pay top coin for blood donation
Breezy set on her way to visit Miss Willow to congratulate her on her success ,
Alas choose not to interrupt her... ah business transaction .. *smiles*
Miss whysper seemed to be a bit cautious, yet quite content to make some coin.
Just Some of the Powerful , Beautiful and Most Memorable Events Breezy has Seen over several days ...
For in The City of Venexia the Stories and each of their Backgrounds are endless .
[11:17] Connor MacAlpin (connor.snowpaw): Fire and smoke shall cleanse this altar and prepare it for the transformation we are going to witness.
[11:18] ℇνձηgεℒﻨηε (eve.forgraine) watches with interest the blessing of the Demonican, listening careefully to his words.. a smile on her lips as she sees harriet passing Marcelo the necklace "this will always remind you on this special day, Marcelo.. and on your love to Lady Harriet"
[11:18] Habit Koray: watches all that was going on before in a silent worship
[11:18] Connor MacAlpin (connor.snowpaw) nods at Contessa Eva, as he steps aside. "Contessa, do now what you came for."
[11:18] Marc (mark.flannery) [Marcelo DeLuca] nods at the Contessa
[[11:19] ℇνձηgεℒﻨηε (eve.forgraine): gestures towards the ritual table and lets Marcelo lay down on the cold stones which have been the place used for bloodbirth for years and years.. slowly her slender hand reaches down to her hip and takes the knife from her bag which has been the one of her anchestors.. the one of Eerezebet Bathory, carrying the same letters on the handle as her own, EB.
11:17] Connor MacAlpin (connor.snowpaw): Fire and smoke shall cleanse this altar
and prepare it for the transformation we are going to witness.
Yukio Mode stands by and assists .
The Beauty and The Grand Opening of The Roman Baths .
Roman Baths
After a great deal of thought and deliberation on this subject the Court has decided to open up the old Roman Baths on the Corner of the Guild Hall for the use of both Chosen and stock. The following etiquette shall be observed . Humans may only bathe by permission of any chosen there present and should leave the bath (not the bath house) if asked to do so by one of the Chosen. We the Court feel that this new addition to the city will be of some advantage to those practicing in the Guild hall arena after their exertions. And this may also help to stem some of the complaints we have received from residents dwelling nearby who have been accosted by smells also arising from the previously mentioned exertions.
The Roof top Bathory Masquerade Ball was well attended and The Blood was flowing.
The setting was stunning and memories were had and made by all .
The Street Fair was Amazing
Celebrated by all
Put on by Danse Macabre and the Other Lestat with Karnstein
Breezy observes ((quietly from a far)) her very first Demonican Ritual
[10:25] Mariyah Lefavre takes the soft arm of the human and smiles before whispering, "Do not fear child. You are given a great honor." She begins to trace patterns along their skin, not puncturing yet, while chanting out sacred words. "Exaudi me daemonia. Invocato a dextris meis educ me maiores mei tenebras et merge in essentia." Starting from the elbow, she traces the cool needle along Pushka's skin, leaving small pink traces where she had been which mimics the pattern along the needle itself. ()
[10:25] Pushka Damour looks at the needle a little worried, that curely was a big needle, and well Pushka never did well with pain. Biting her lip drawing a little drop of blood, and squeezes her eyes shut preparing for the pain, forcing her head to think of the coin, to think of the coin. ()
[10:32] Mariyah Lefavre continues to hold Pushka in a firm grip, knowing the screams would come but she presses her finger over the small puncture wound to help stop the flow. She is unable to stop the droplets of blood which stain her own skin. Raising the full goblet with one hand she bellows out, "Laudate daemonibus! Eternal Darkness, we ask you in the name of the Daemoni and DeRais, to bless and sanctify this wine to the souls of all those who receive it, that they may drink in remembrance of the blood of our first awakening, that they may witness to you, daemones beati, for yesterday shall never come again, the future cannot be embraced, but here in this moment, we live in a time of eternity." ()
[10:35] Mariyah Lefavre caresses the side of Pushka's face, enjoying the feeling of the soft skin, "Wait a moment, child. I will deliver all that is promised. You have done well."Leaving Pushka on the alter, she steps down to meet with the others gathered, bringing the goblet of wine with her. She lifts it high, exposing her blood stained hands, and whispering out a few words before she brings it to her mouth and takes a small sip, letting the blood coat her fangs and run through her body. Her body quakes a moment as she is filled with uncontrollable extacy before she looks out over the gathering her eyes now filled with a dark lust. "Come, Sanguigno Corte, and drink of the goblet, I invite you all to feast on what is offered by our ritual." ()
Greetings, Well here I am, Breezy Carver Fabre , The Lady SeaBreeze,
I am quite delighted and honored to take on the Job of The New Editor
for The Chronicles of Venexia.
A bit about Breezy , She is the adoring partner to Doctor Rafael Fabre .
He arrived a bit more then three weeks ago ,in The Spectacular City on water,
Venexia. After a couple nights of observation, knew
his Breezy would fall in love with the city, ((and she has))
Breezy has been here for 22 days now.
She is indeed a daughter of the night, a blood thirsty
and yes, a very nice Vampire .
She has quietly and cheerfully observed the city of Mystery .
In fact she has material already for a couple of entrees .
It is her great hope she can post daily.
Alas she is hoping for help and support from all of you in this wondrous Community.
Both Supernational and Human . Her door is always open and all are welcome to stop by for a visit,
a chat, perhaps some wine and cheese ... smiles .
Breezy's first Day . Her office was busy .
First her friend Mr. Dagger traveled to the city by boat,
hoping to catch his old Friend Dr. Fabre.
The Lovely Contessa Bridget arrives, Then to my surprise, arrives The Stunning Dogaressa di Drakuli.
Some conversation is had .. Breezy states how much she is looking forward to her new position.
Both ladies listen .. Breezy mentions she shall have no trouble keeping up
and being objective with conviction ..
The Ladies both nod with a bit of approval.
With that an odd and quite awful smell is noticed .. hm quite Odd .
All look and see nothing but notice the awful stench !!
Perhaps humans on their way to baths, Breezy thinks to herself as she sprays the room
with rosewater and patchouli . .. Odd indeed ..
Well after , **all** are most welcome to visit ..her office .
Like the Spectacular City wraps her arms around each of we ,
Breezy highest hopes are, to wrap her arms around ..
the many events , adventures and major role play tales to print and share for all .
The new Editor's Lantern shall always be on ..For All !!
When not in the City .(( till perhaps a mail box is placed .. grins)) ..
Please feel free to drop all neat blood or ink written note cards
and textures ((full prim)) of events
((on my account .. Breezy Carver))
Fair winds to all and Thank You .. for your time .
First May we thank you all for your great work within the city since we took our rightful place as rulers.
The city seems to prosper, and the Blood is good and plentiful.
The Pact has held, and crime is low among the stock.
But we must be vigilant. We cannot afford to avert our eyes from the tasks we still have ahead of us.
Not even for a moment.
I hear faint echoes of whispers in the alleys. Whispers that speak of dark dealing, plots of Sabat against Sabat.
This is not good my Brothers and Sisters.
Take care! And do not let indolence and satiety give rise to forgetfulness.
We all remember the Blood Wars and those we lost.
All to easily we can return there if we sleep before our time.
But let us not dwell to long upon the mistakes of times past, may this news sheet herald better days filled with fine festivals and plentiful blood for all.
There will be much more to follow, please watch these pages for all the currant news, views and events here in Venexia.
If you have new, views, event or promotions you wish to share with your fellow Venexians then do not hesitate to contact the Editor ( acting editor Baal Zobel)
Until we meet again I wish you good Blood and long nights.
In a few nights from now the house of Bathory will bring us the Festival of Blood.
We hope you will all attend, and that the House will provide for us all a most memorable Event.
We caught up with Viscontessa Bridget recently and asked her for a few words!
The Viscontessa Bridget sit’s down upon the couch facing the reporter spreading her deep blue skirts over the cushioned seats. Reaching forward she lifts the wine glass to her lips as she smiles slowly towards the gentleman. “Welcome to the Caffe Grande, you wished to speak to me?”
The reporter fiddled nervously with the pen in hands as he searched for his notebook. His eyes taking in the Grandeur of the Caffe he took note of the rich furnishing, the velvet hangings and paintings upon the walls. The Bathory surely lived a sumptious life. Retrieving his notebook and opening it, he adjusted the rim of his glasses upon his face as he peered at the Viscontesses lounging before him. “Ahh yes, pardon m’lady. Would you mind telling me about this Masquerade you are to be holding?” He looked at her inquiringly poised to write.
A soft smile appears upon the lady’s lips though what reflects within her eyes is a slyness hidden quickly as she shutters her lashes taking a slow sip of her wine as she contemplates her words. Her fingers trace a pattern upon the arm rest “La Festival di Notte.” She gives pauses as if for effect. “It is a tradition within the Bathory familia to show those who work for us once a year how much we appreciate all they do. So this one night, we the Bathory and others of our kind shall come together to show the Human Race our appreciation. They shall be our most Honored Guests.” Her lips curl as if in genuine amusement as she looks over at the Reporter. “We shall dance upon the roof of the Caffe Grande beneath a ceiling of stars. Tis romantic, no?”
The reporter adjusted his cravat quickly at the Viscontessa’s husky voice, averting his gaze as he wrote all she explained. “It sounds as if you are showing a great kindness to the humans. They must feel very honored to be invited to such a noble house and occasion, m’lady.” He glanced up towards her as stated this.
“Yes well the Bathory have always been known to show their kindness upon occassion. We can afford to be generous with the humans when we wish.. The Masquerade shall be such a delicious occassion. This was a tradition started by my Aunt, Countess Erzebet Bathory and one we have continued through the centuries. It is a Festival of blood *small pause with a smile towards the reporter* lines as we celebrate family. Many will come.” She stands and shakes out her skirts. “Perhaps we shall even see you there and we shall have a drink m’lord.”
The reporter noted the pause as he was writing furiously and wondered about it. Standing he bowed to the Viscontessa “Thank you m’lady for your time.” he quickly gathered his things and left looking about him even as he noticed the human hanging from the entrance on a hook with the burnt hands. A Festival of Night to celebrate humanity.. or was this a Festival of Blood and the humans a sacrifice?
Following the Festival of Blood our next Event will be hosted by Covens of the Lestat Sabat.
Marchessa Angeline of Coven Danse Macabre has kindly sent us this brief introduction to the event
Danse Macabre has decided to make a street parade to celebrate the opening of the theater season.
Of course you all know I am the leader of Danse Macabre, and my family are wonderful.
The parade will be bright and noisy and fun. If you miss it you are going to miss the best event in Venexia's calendar. When is it? Ohh its on Sunday 4th December at 2 pm.
The parade will begin at the Teatro and move through the city stopping at various places to perform for you, the citizens and herd of Venexia.
When we finish, back at the Teatro there will be a party and more performances. Any of you herd who come will be most welcome, you can pay for your entertainment by allowing us to snack on you.
Musica Del Sangue will be joining us in hosting this event, and some of the Karnsteins may also be part of it .. you never know your luck gentlemen. So be there or
be the one who missed the fun.
May I wholeheartedly echo and endorse the fine Ladies words, don't miss this event!
Follows a report from House Drakul, of a recent Enrapture.
Over the day of Tuesday 22th Novambra, we are very pleased to be able to report that an Enrapture took place in Venexia given by the House of Drakuli.
The experience was overwhelming, and the Isle crowded with rejoicing and excitement.
Mikkah Rosi Drakul, leader of the House of the Drakuli Coven had chosen a human Ardarious Lightheart as a welcome member of the House Drakuli.
Dogaressa Mikkah tells us about the experience briefly:
"I can tell you that the experience was very different and above all, most very tiring in the end. A lot was taken and given in this Enrapture. Yet I do not for one moment regret any of the process at all. It was a beautiful dark feeling to give of my blood to someone worthy of honor and loyalty. Ardarious has been in our services for a long time. He has certainly earned the title to be a Drakuli"
She continued:
"We wished for this Enrapture to live long in the hearts of those who watched, that they may experience our great traditions in the flesh, and learn the old ways, should they themselves one day be called upon to Enrapture"
And it was indeed a great spectacle for the people of Venexia, and an education in our dark traditions.
Asked of the vita itself she said:
"The vita itself was powerful and the essence within it was unspilled and untainted when given. It was a glorious moment and an experience never to be forgotten"
There was much rejoicing and celebration at the emergence of the new Novus Ardarious Lightheart, who we all welcome with open arms to the House of Drakul.
So Let us hope then that our new Brother Ardarious is worthy of his place in the fine and ancient House of Drakul, Honoured of the seven, Guardians of the Books.
