Ϯ Şєηţίєяợ đєl Pαяαđoşşợ Ϯ (Apostate Renegade)

Ϯ Şєηţίєяợ đєl Pαяαđoşşợ Ϯ (Apostate Renegade)
	Sovereign:	Chєyєηηє ℜαє Pαяαđoşşợ (cheyenne.mcmahon)
	Co-Sovereign:	Ɠiχ ℜαє Pαяαđoşşợ (gixxxer.geesink
	Ambassador:	Đɾץkє IммσяϮαlε Pαяαđoşşợ (marteen.dryke)
	Proxy:	ƑяαηƇкуѕнαι σf λrραδγαm (franckyshai.kidd)
	Political Faction:	Renegade

History:

In the annals of vampire lore, the tale of Sentiero del Paradosso stands as a testament to betrayal, defiance, and the relentless pursuit of power. Originating from the enigmatic Ravnos clan, their story begins after great deception.

Once, they were part of the intricate tapestry of Ravnos, known for their mastery of illusion and manipulation. However, discontent simmered beneath the surface as they witnessed this betrayal by their sire clan. But within the ranks of Ravnos, a cabal of dissidents quietly plotted their rebellion. Led by a charismatic and cunning figure, these renegades sought to break free from the shackles of their sire clan and forge their own destiny in the dark tapestry of the night.

Their moment of reckoning came amidst a moonless night shrouded in secrecy. With guile and treachery, they orchestrated a daring coup, striking at the heart of Ravnos power and sowing chaos amongst their ranks. In the ensuing chaos, they severed ties with their sire clan, casting aside their allegiance and embracing a new path fraught with peril and opportunity.

Emerging from the ashes of their former allegiance, Sentiero del Paradosso was born. Translated from Italian as "Path of Paradox," their name spoke to their newfound identity as agents of disruption and transformation. No longer bound by their sire clan, they embraced their status as free agents, roaming the night in search of power and dominion.

Their ambitions knew no bounds, and their methods were as ruthless as they were cunning. With each passing night, they amassed followers and disciples, drawing disillusioned vampires into their fold with promises of freedom and power. Yet, their true nature remained veiled in mystery, their motives obscured by layers of deception and intrigue.

As they traversed the labyrinthine corridors of the vampire underworld, they discovered a dark secret that would forever alter the course of their destiny. Unlike their brethren, who sustained themselves on the blood of mortals, Sentiero del Paradosso found sustenance in a more forbidden source – the vitae of their own kind.

Driven by a primal hunger that gnawed at their insatiable appetites, they embarked on a relentless campaign of predation, preying upon their fellow vampires with merciless efficiency. To them, every vampire was but a pawn in their grand design, a source of sustenance to be exploited in their quest for supremacy.

Sentiero del Paradosso remains undaunted, for they know that in the world of darkness, only the strong survive. United by their insatiable thirst for power and domination, they forge ahead, their path illuminated by the flickering eternal night. And as they gaze upon the horizon, they know that their journey has only just begun, for in the endless expanse of the vampire underworld, there are no limits to the heights they can ascend.

The Great Houses of Sanguinem Vincula Clan

Sanguinem Vincula

Sanguinem Vincula
	Princeps:	Chєyєηηє ℜαє Pαяαđoşşợ (cheyenne.mcmahon)
	Delegate:	Ɠiχ ℜαє Pαяαđoşşợ (gixxxer.geesink)
	Liaison:	Şαє ℳαšαℓα ℜαє (sae.masala)
	History:	TBA

IммσяϮαlε Sαиgυιиε

IммσяϮαlε Sαиgυιиε
	Princeps:	Đɾץkє IммσяϮαlε Pαяαđoşşợ (marteen.dryke)
	Delegate:	VÍσļeţţä IммσяϮαlε Pαяαđoşşợ (raven5736)
	Liaison:	Eclipse MoonEater (dravarol)
	History:	In the shadows of twilight, where the veil between worlds grows thin, there emerged the House of Immortale Sanguine—a clandestine haven forged from the ashes of betrayal and deceit. Born from the shattered dreams of those outcasted and deceived within the Ravnos clan, this clandestine refuge stood as a beacon of defiance against the treachery that had torn them asunder. Once, they were but scattered souls, cast out from the Ravnos clan, their hearts heavy with the weight of betrayal. Seduced by false promises and ensnared by lies, they had joined with others in desperate search of belonging, only to find themselves discarded and forsaken. But in their darkest hour, they found each other—the exiles, the betrayed, the ones who had tasted the bitter sting of deceit. United by their shared suffering, they forged bonds of kinship stronger than any blood tie, vowing to rise from the ashes of their shattered past and forge a new destiny. Led by the enigmatic figure known only as the Crimson Seraph, the outcasted vampires of the Ravnos clan joined forces with others who had suffered similar fates, forming an alliance born of necessity and fueled by righteous fury. Together, they swore an oath of loyalty to each other, pledging to build a new legacy upon the ruins of their old lives. In the hidden recesses of their sanctuary, the House of Immortale Sanguine flourished, its halls echoing with whispers of ancient power and forbidden knowledge. Here, the exiled vampires honed their skills in the dark arts, weaving intricate webs of illusion and enchantment that rivaled even the most cunning of their former kin. But even as they reveled in their newfound strength, whispers of treachery and betrayal lingered on the wind, a reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows. For there were those who would see them destroyed, jealous of the power and unity that they had forged from the ashes of their past. Yet, the vampires of the House of Immortale Sanguine stood undaunted, their hearts ablaze with the fiery determination of those who had faced the depths of despair and emerged stronger for it. For they knew that in the crucible of their shared exile, they had found not only companionship but also a sense of purpose that transcended the petty rivalries of their former clan. Together, they were the Immortale Sanguine—an indomitable force of nature, bound together by the crimson threads of fate, ready to face whatever trials lay ahead in their eternal quest for redemption and revenge.

Davar

Davar
	Princeps:	Essᴇx Bᴇʟɪᴀʟ (yavanna.absinthe)
	Delegate:	SinniBuns
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	TBA

BŁợợĐ ĐєŁ Pαяαđoşşợ

BŁợợĐ ĐєŁ Pαяαđoşşợ
	Princeps:	ZØ BŁợợĐ A. Pαяαđoşşợ (drsjoke)
	Delegate:	Äpollyön BŁợợĐ Pαяαđoşşợ Aℓтєя (thenewspartan)
	Liaison:	ᴄᴀssᴀɴᴅʀᴀ ᴀʀɪᴀᴅɴᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅᴏssᴏ (verisillesyndrine
	History:	TBA

ARPADYAM

ARPADYAM
	Princeps:	franckyshai Kidd
	Delegate:	Παταchα σf λrραδγαm (natacha.enoch)
	Liaison:	Kαϊηα σf λrραδγαm (sweety.atolia)
	History:	FRENCH : Arpadyam trouve ses origines dans les profondeurs des mers et probablement dans une contrée lointaine, l'Égypte. La maison Arpadyam remonte à des siècles, voire des millénaires, mais les détails précis de leur origine et de leur ascendance demeurent un secret bien gardé. Leur histoire, imprégnée des mythes de pirates, est un avertissement à tous ceux qui se risqueraient à croiser leur chemin. Leur chef est le redoutable Capitaine Kidd, connu pour sa cruauté légendaire mais aussi pour sa loyauté envers ses proches. Les Arpadyams opèrent dans l'ombre, dissimulant leurs activités et leurs véritables natures. Ce sont des êtres supérieurs dotés d'une force surhumaine. Ils représentent la cruauté, la puissance et la survie à travers les siècles. Ils demeurent dans leur manoir prêts à affronter quiconque oserait les défier sur leur territoire. La maison Arpadyam reste une énigme fascinante dans le monde des créatures de la nuit, suscitant à la fois peur et intrigue parmi ceux qui entendent parler de leur existence. ENGLISH; Arpadyam traces its origins from the depths of the seas, likely originating from a distant land, Egypt. The Arpadyam house dates back centuries, if not millennia, but the precise details of their origin and lineage remain a closely guarded secret. Their history, steeped in pirate myths, serves as a warning to all who dare to cross their path. Their leader is the formidable Captain Kidd, known for his legendary cruelty as well as his loyalty to those close to him. The Arpadyams operate in the shadows, concealing their activities and true natures. They are superior beings endowed with superhuman strength, representing cruelty, power, and survival through the ages. They reside in their mansion, ready to confront anyone who dares to challenge them on their territory. The Arpadyam house remains a fascinating enigma in the world of creatures of the night, evoking both fear and intrigue among those who hear of their existence.

Noche Roja D'Alessandria

Noche Roja D'Alessandria
	Princeps:	NISS D'ALESSANDRIA (zadikk1)
	Delegate:	zαяι ιcнιнαяα (sindel18)
	Liaison:
	History:	Historia: Todo se resume en los años 145 A.C, Yo siendo un académico de filosofía decidí escaparme de Europa a mi joven edad por una epidemia que azotaba en silencio por las noches frías de Roma, Desaparecían familias enteras, otros aparecían con marcas en el cuello, algunos descuartizados, degollados boca abajo con un recipiente como se mata el ganado para desangrarlo sin fin específico nadie podría descifrar nada. A veces en sus propias casas, otros por los pasillos, callejones... o directamente en las calles nocturnas. Decidí irme a un lugar donde todo filosofo quería estar, la biblioteca Alejandría, en italiano Alessandria, allí ofrecían trabajo y albergue a los que en ese lugar aportaban. Un lugar perfecto para mí. En esa biblioteca se albergaban casi 700.000 tomas de todas partes del mundo en todos tipos de idiomas conocidos y desconocidos de todo tipo, matemáticas, historia en general, geografía, religiones paganas, esoterismo y leyendas. Adentro estaba dividido en secciones muy bien organizados, en unas de esas secciones era una sección sin especificar... tomé unos pergaminos para leerlos, pero tuve que traducirlos del griego. Hablaba de una maldición antigua ancestral de inmortalidad a base de alimentación de sangre humana, por un momento se me vino a la mente muchos partes de las noticias que he escuchado de las noches de Roma. Inmediatamente empecé a tener más curiosidad y por las noches me llevaba unos rollos para leerlos en secreto en mi habitación. Así fue como aprendí más y más ese remanente en las oscuras de la civilización y pueblos, noche tras noche. Una noche cuando estaba terminando mi día laboral y tenía un nuevo pergamino para leer en mi habitación... fui sorprendido por unos de los escribas más importantes de la biblioteca en mi habitación. Ya que las habitaciones eran parte de la misma biblioteca. Y me preguntó que tanto sabia al respecto y empecé a platicar con él, cada vez se sorprendía más por todo lo que había aprendido al respecto. El resultó ser unos de los que leía pero sin saberlo. Cuestión de segundos estaba rodeado en mi habitación por seres que salieron de la sombra casi de la nada, me atacaron y no recuerdo nada. Desperté en la noche nuevamente pero 4 días después de lo ocurrido, con un hambre descomunal. Fui a la cocina y no estaba la cocinera ni el cocinero así que tome unas frutas, pero me sabía asquerosamente horrible, empecé a sentirme mal; derrepente apareció una persona atrás mío como si fuera un hechicero o algo similar me miró y me dio para beber en un vaso una sustancia. Lo bebí y se fue saciando mi hambre lentamente, cuando vi lo que era, tiré el vaso al suelo aterrorizado. Luego de un largo tiempo conviviendo con mi nueva naturaleza fui aprendiendo de los más antiguos había varios en la biblioteca que fueron revelando su mascarada ante mí. Después de varios meses lentamente se empezó a saber las noticias por las calles de Alejandría que había asesinatos como los que oía en Roma. Cuando fui a preguntar a los más antiguos de que se trataba todo esto, me dijeron que varios vampiros que no les interesa permanecer en una mascarada llegaron a la ciudad. Luego de unas semanas y de que todo llegue a los oídos del faraón, mandó a matar durante el día a todos los que estén durmiendo y/o con las ventanas cerradas sin entrada de luz solar después de una ley marcial que decretó de puño y letra. Hubo varios que fueron destruidos o sacadas afueras de sus casas para probar si eran o no vampiros. Lentamente se acercaban a la biblioteca en búsqueda de vampiros, algo que temíamos, nosotros éramos pacíficos pero culpa de los que vivían por las noches en frenesí íbamos a morir todos. Llegaron hasta donde estábamos y voluntariamente se entregaron mis dos mejores amigos que fueron mis mentores hasta ese momento para darnos tiempo al resto de escondernos, los sacaron y expusieron al sol murieron quemados bajo la luz del día. Mi corazón muerto se llenó de ira y rencor contra los que hicieron eso y los vampiros que estaban provocando esto en la ciudad. Así que por las noches organizamos en una semana una respuesta a estos dos enemigos de los que queríamos vivir muertos en paz. Llegó la noche acordada y salimos por la noche a matar a los oficiales del faraón y a los vampiros que provocaban muerte indiscriminadas noche tras noche. Esa noche fue recordada como la noche roja de Alejandría, corrió sangre por las calles tanto de vampiros como de oficiales del faraón evitando pérdidas humanas, al caer el día el sol alumbró los cuerpos de los vampiros quemándose decapitados. La noche siguiente fuimos ante el faraón llevándole algunas cabezas de vampiros muertos pedido por el que matasen a sus guardias como ofrenda de paz y explicando que todos no somos así. El faraón nos entendió, pero pidió que nos marchemos de la ciudad a un lugar aislado. Así lo hicimos y desde entonces somos llamado la casa de noche roja, que vivimos aislados en la ciudad de Alejandría en paz, pero sin miedo a contestar cualquier amenaza que rompa nuestra armonía. EN: History: Everything is summarized in the years 145 BC. Being a philosophy academic, I decided to escape from Europe at my young age due to an epidemic that raged silently through the cold nights of Rome. Entire families disappeared, others appeared with marks on their necks, some dismembered, beheaded face down with a container like cattle are killed to bleed them for no specific purpose, no one could decipher anything. Sometimes in their own homes, others in the hallways, alleys... or directly on the night streets. I decided to go to a place where every philosopher wanted to be, the Alexandria library, in Italian Alessandria, there they offered work and shelter to those who contributed to that place. A perfect place for me. That library housed almost 700,000 images from all over the world in all types of known and unknown languages of all kinds, mathematics, history in general, geography, pagan religions, esotericism and legends. Inside it was divided into very well organized sections, in one of those sections it was an unspecified section... I took some scrolls to read them, but I had to translate them from Greek. It spoke of an ancient ancestral curse of immortality based on feeding on human blood, for a moment many parts of the news that I have heard from the nights of Rome came to mind. I immediately became more curious and at night I took some scrolls with me to read secretly in my room. That's how I learned more and more about that remnant in the darkness of civilization and people, night after night. One night when I was finishing my work day and had a new scroll to read in my room... I was surprised by one of the library's most important scribes in my room. Since the rooms were part of the same library. And he asked me how much I knew about it and I started talking to him, he became more and more surprised by everything he had learned about it. He turned out to be one of those that he read but without knowing it. In a matter of seconds I was surrounded in my room by beings that came out of the shadows almost out of nowhere, attacked me and I don't remember anything. I woke up in the night again but 4 days after what happened, with enormous hunger. I went to the kitchen and neither the cook nor the cook was there so I took some fruit, but it tasted disgustingly horrible, I started to feel bad; Suddenly a person appeared behind me as if he were a sorcerer or something similar, looked at me and gave me a substance to drink in a glass. I drank it and my hunger was slowly satisfied. When I saw what it was, I threw the glass to the ground in terror. After a long time living with my new nature I was learning from the oldest ones, there were several in the library who were revealing his masquerade before me. After several months, news slowly began to spread through the streets of Alexandria that there were murders like those he heard in Rome. When I went to ask the elders what this was all about, they told me that several vampires who are not interested in staying in a masquerade came to town. After a few weeks and everything reached the ears of the pharaoh, he ordered the killing during the day of all those who were sleeping and/or with the windows closed without the entry of sunlight after a martial law that he decreed with fist and hand. letter. There were several who were destroyed or taken outside their homes to test whether or not they were vampires. Slowly they approached the library in search of vampires, something we feared, we were peaceful but because of those who lived in a frenzy at night we were all going to die. They came to where we were and my two best friends who were my mentors until that moment voluntarily surrendered to give the rest of us time to hide. They took them out and exposed them to the sun, and they died, burned in daylight. My dead heart was filled with anger and resentment against those who did this and the vampires who were causing this in the city. So at night we organized a response for a week to these two enemies from whom we wanted to live dead in peace. The agreed night arrived and we went out at night to kill the Pharaoh's officials and the vampires who caused indiscriminate death night after night. That night was remembered as the red night of Alexandria, Blood flowed through the streets, both from vampires and from Pharaoh's officials, avoiding human losses. As the day fell, the sun illuminated the bodies of the vampires, burning decapitated. The next night we went before the pharaoh, bringing him some heads of dead vampires, asking them to kill his guards as a peace offering and explaining that we are not all like that. The pharaoh understood us, but asked us to leave the city to an isolated place. We did so and since then we are called the house of red night, who live isolated in the city of Alexandria in peace, but without fear of answering any threat that breaks our harmony.

Immortal Nightshade

Immortal Nightshade
	Princeps:	Fenix Cordeaux
	Delegate:	Crystal Dawn Cordeaux (crysc.kondor)
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	We are the vampires of Immortal Nightshade, the Death Dealers of the night. Creatures of both dark, and light, listen to our calls as you feel a shiver race up your spine. We have no law, and are motivated by lust. Our relationships are based on love and trust. We live by our strength, guard our brood, and caution is our nature, for we have everything to lose. We live by fang, lust, and power. The darkness stands witness to our mournful song. This is who we are, and this is our way of life. Home to us is the darkness, and cover of night. So, listen to our cry as we prowl the night sky. We are Vampires! This is our way of life!

Ϯ Şαηguє đί Lίlίth Ϯ

Ϯ Şαηguє đί Lίlίth Ϯ
	Princeps:	Ꝉυηą BŁợợĐ Pαяαđoşşợ (santadiabia)
	Delegate:	Ðεxтεя BŁợợĐ Pαяαđoşşợ (dexter.dismantled)
	Liaison:	ÉχợđuՏ BŁợợĐ (exodusblood90)
	History:	TBA