Hullo, and welcome good friend... my name is Diamond Bishop, and I am not quite all that you see. As a child I grew up in the mountians not far from here. My father was a logger and my mother a member of the Women's Circle. My father was killed by a puma on day, a puma that was protecting her young. The townspeople gathered to rid the town of the animals by slaughtering them all. Each cat was killed, except for one of the male cubs. I, being only seven, maybe eight, took it upon myself to raise this cub, whom I named Chakra. My mother learned that I was raising him only when he was grown large, two years later. She called the townsmen and had him killed before my eyes. I keep this.. touchs the emerald pendant shaped like a puma as a reminder of him. I have a special bond with these cats, one that few people can understand.

In fact, upon coming to this world of Dragonhold, I have made new friends... three puma's, a pair of sisters and a brother... able to communicate and understand them through the use of my SoulGem... the emerald shaped like a puma, they agreed to aid and protect me.. as long as I aided and protected them... Xanthus is the eldest, largest and meanest. He stands three feet tall at the shoulder.. and is nearly ten feet long from nose to tail. His eyes are scarlet red.. and he is not afraid to kill upon sight. Kestra is the younger sister, kind and gentle, she is often my emotional support. Pearl is the smallest, and most frail... her eyesight was taken from her at a young age... but she knows and understands things far beyond my ken...

I ran away from home that day, never to look back. Since then I have been wandering, seeing sights and things that I had never seen before. The creatures of the darkness amaze me.. and I have fallen in love with one such creature.. Mourirr...

Once upon a time, I loved Mourirr.. but time marches on.. even for immortals. Once upon a time, I gave to him my life, and in return recieved an existance everlasting. Once upon a time, I was Mortal.. like you.

I returned home once and only once, to the small house upon the mountain. My step-father was a slovenly alcholic idiot that I wished to have no part of. My mother.. she hadn't changed. Even though they eventually learned of my vampiric nature, I was able to learn whether or not I have a sister. And I do. Her name is Sapphire Bishop, and I wish that she not know our connection. It is better this way.

And still.. my torment never ceases. Recently, my mother, and step-father were killed by a Ricean elder than I.. calling himself Prophet. It appears, once again, that I am alone in the world.. with only the pumas of the high rock den as my friends.. I feel as though I can trust none of my kin.. and have come to an inescapable descision....

I no longer wish to be a vampire. There are cravings that even immortality cannot rid me of. Cravings that I cannot satisfy. I turn to those around me for aid, the necromancer Thrall Demonsweat, perhaps even others if he will not aid me. The need is great... the price... not so.

It is done. I am human once again. Only as long as I wear the amulet and ring that Thrall has given unto me. These peices of jewelry slave me to him, he possesses the word to turn the necklace into a garrote, and if I take them off, I will revert to my vampric nature, and be too weak to move or feed. He is my salvation and he is my damnation. "From slavery of blood to slavery of debt I go."


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