Heirs of Blood

Clan Heirs of Blood
	Sovereign:	Manix Church Franizzi
	Co-Sovereign:	SakabariNiはra ℜαѕѕir (sakabari)
	Former Sovereign:	ĄἷєjᾄηÐѓА ℜαѕѕir ϯ (alejandra.rassir)	Verðandi Church Franizzi (verdandii.mercury)
	Ambassador:	To be announced
	Proxy:	Ϯ ĢħŐşŦīЁ Ϯ (ghostie.bellisserian)

History:

They had us in their sights. We were persecuted to destroy our lineage. We had strength and courage, but we lost to the tireless amount that watched and attacked us. We were slandered and accused of disloyalty. We lost part of our offspring and felt the uprooting and exile. We cried inward, clenching our fists and hitting walls for leaving everything. We had to decide if we wanted to disappear or take care of our blood until it became strong and thus try to resurface. We left everything, positions, power, surnames. Everything was removed. We were supported by the Necropolis Clan who took care of us creating a fortress impossible to cross. The horde of warrior vampires, haughty, powerful, under the command of Luciano Del Ponteveccio, who watched over our blood banks and rest. Recovering the life that is not life, the desire to wander through the dark nights and the strength, we drank from our vital source, savoring with pleasure, licking every last drop and with the passing of the months we exist, looking up, waking up from our coffins, looking for each other by the instinct of our blood. The call of the blood made us numerous and we restarted everything, learning from the errors. The leader, Alejandra Rassir, takes the hand of Necropolis strongly until she can stand, gets up from her coffin guarded by her subjects, raises her gaze and drinks her own tears of blood. In those tears she swallows its history sealing the past to never look back, but without forgetting each name of offsprings that were left on the way or their enemies. Taking the hand of Luciano Del Ponteveccio who propels her with all his might, releasing her one night in late October from absolute darkness, returning to the road, starting the Clan Heirs Of Blood. Letting out her demons and anger, together with hers, they write a new story, sharing discipline and balance with the clans of the Bloodline Church Ponteveccio. We have understood that only one who carries our Blood and strength is enough to start over, so that this story, Ours, continues to be written.

Clan Role: Blood Line Defense Church Ponteveccio, Brother Clan Necropolis, enemy reconnaissance and combat, formation of houses and leaders, protocol, events, RP, governed under CoH, GCSC rules

The Great Houses of Clan Heirs of Blood

Hermandad de Sangre

Hermandad de Sangre
	Princeps:	Manix Church Franizzi
	Delegate:	Nathaly church franizzi ( nathame)
	Liaison:	Hisoka Morow
	History:	We are the Hermandad de Sangre. It gives us strength and life. We do not forget the inheritance or the family that was left behind. Mystery and strength run through our veins. The path is uncertain but someone had to face the challenge and decide to change the story. The sacrifice is underway, we will not stop or look back. We are one, we are strong, we are united and brave, we are accursed with the disloyal, we take care of our family and we carry loftiness and pride in the name of it. We are here to stay. WE ARE THE HERMANDAD DE SANGRE and we will make history. Role of the house: recognition and extermination of the enemy, defense of the CLAN, LINE and the HOUSES that live in it, defense of the Bloodline, Progeny school, leadership and education of leaders and members of the house, incursion in Progeny meetings and events of protocol nature. Somos la Hermandad de Sangre. Ella nos da fuerza y vida. No olvidamos la herencia ni la familia que quedo atrás. Por nuestras venas corre el misterio y la fuerza. El camino es incierto pero alguien debía enfrentar el reto y decidir darle un cambio a la historia. El sacrificio esta en marcha, no nos detendremos ni miraremos atrás. Somos uno, somos fuertes, somos unidos y valientes, somos malditos con los desleales, cuidamos a nuestra familia y llevamos en alto y orgullo el nombre de la misma. Llegamos para quedarnos. SOMOS LA HERMANDAD DE SANGRE y haremos historia. Rol de la casa: reconocimiento y exterminio del enemigo, defensa del CLAN, LINEA y las CASAS que moran en ella, defensa de la Línea de Sangre, escuela Progeny, dirección y educación de líderes y miembros de casa, incursión en reuniones y eventos Progeny de indole protocolar.

Setnas

Setnas
	Princeps:	Maяiō Șётиαʂab (mariolbp)
	Delegate:	ᚹᛟᛚᚹᚨ Völva Ég er dóttir ᚹᛟᛚᚹᚨ (yormungand)
	Liaison:	Not Asigned
	History:	The Setnas is one of the houses founded in Ancestors whose Princeps Mario Setnasab decides with courage to gather a group of vampires that have been left to their fate, to put them at the service of the Horde in order to maintain the order of the clan and the attacks of enemies. His behavior is based on obedience, defense of the rules of the progeny and the rules of coexistence of his family. Setnas is a house with thirst for growth and desire to travel with pleasure the path that the future holds, making them live many great stories. House Role: combat and defense. Los Setnas es una de las casas fundadas en Ancestors del Clan Rose Noire cuyo princeps, Mario Setnasab, decide con valentia reunir a un grupo de vampiros que han sido dejados a su suerte para ponerlos al servicio de la Horde con el fin de mantener el orden del clan y de los ataques de enemigos. Con el tiempo parte junto a su madre en busca de un lugar nuevo. Su comportamiento esta basado en la obeciencia, defensa de las reglas de Progeny y de las normas de convivencia de su familia. Setnas es una casa con sed de crecimiento y ganas de recorrer con gusto el camino que le depare el futuro, haciendoles vivir muchas y grandes historias. Rol de la casa combate y defensa.

Shi No Tenshi

Shi No Tenshi
	Princeps:	Sakabari Nitra
	Delegate:	Ivy ทiはrα ℜαѕѕιr (IvyG97)
	Liaison:	Not Asigned
	History:	We are a group that was cornered in the past. Everyone thought we couldn't stay afloat. We are warriors of darkness, dark angels of death. After two years of teaching, practices to work within the Necropolis Clan and the House Hermandad de Sangre. We are now strong enough to lead a group, its Princeps Sakabari Nihara Rassir Ponteveccio, swearing allegiance to the Heirs of Blood Clan. Thus begins the trajectory of the Shi no Tenshi House. Somos un grupo que fue acorralado en el pasado. Todos pensaban que no podriamos seguir a flote. Somos guerreros de la oscuridad, tenebrosos angeles de la muerte. Luego de dos años de enseñanza, practica para trabajar dentro del Clan Necropolis y la Casa Hermandad de Sangre. Ahora somos lo suficientemente fuertes para liderar un grupo, su princeps Sakabari Nihara Rassir Ponteveccio, jurando lealtad al Clan Heirs of Blood . Asi empieza la trayectoria de la casa Shi no Tenshi.

MATFIELD Franizzi

MATFIELD Franizzi
	Princeps:	Jose Antonio Matfield Franizzi
	Delegate:	Not Assigned
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	Jose Antonio Matfield blessed by the RRSS when seeing his pain for the loss of his family and his land, against everything established they decide to send him to Earth .- For these calculations of the RRSS ends up being deposited in Bucharest in the year 1500.- Wandering in a new world unknown to a Gorean, seeing the traditions that I have ever heard that the kajirae have told him in his native world. He meets Luciano del Ponteveccio on the outskirts of Bucharest being embraced to a world he never thought of, A Gorean on Earth and now a vampire! Something he never thought about when he started traveling to the Sardar at the age of 25 before joining his birth caste. Jose Antonio Matfield bendecido por los RRSS al ver su dolor por la pérdida de su familia y su tierra , en contra de todo lo establecido deciden enviarlo a la Tierra .- Por esos calculos de los RRSS termina siendo depositado en Bucarest en el año 1500.- Vagando por un mundo nuevo desconocido para un goreano , viendo las tradiciones que alguna vez escucho que le han contado las kajirae en su mundo natal .- Conoce a Luciano del Ponteveccio en las afueras de Bucarest siendo convertido a un mundo que jamás penso, Un goreano en la Tierra y ahora convertido en vampiro ! Algo que nunca penso cuando a sus 25 emprendio el viaje a las Sardar antes de unirse a las casta de nacimiento.

Yamaguchi

Yamaguchi
	Princeps:	Cαnµtαzo Ʉηքlµggeɖ (JohnyCanuto Resident)
	Delegate:	ĐJ РΦűŁ Ṡђėקãŕđ (poulman)
	Liaison:	Not Asigned
	History:	The Yamaguchi house are descendants of the Yacuza. Going a long way of pain and war, being strong between tears and laughter, we wake up from the depths of the earth to fight the adversities of this world against sea and land supporting our vampire brothers and our children. Tattooed on our chest, we will proudly carry our symbol singing to the breeze. Going hunting while the sun hides behind the hills. La casa Yamaguchi descendientes de los Yacuza. Recorriendo un largo camino de dolor y guerra, siendo fuerte entre lagrimas y risas, despertamos desde lo mas profundo de la tierra para combatir las adversidades de este mundo contra mar y tierra apoyando a nuestros hermanos vampiros y nuestros hijos. Tatuado en nuestro pecho nuestro simbolo con orgullo lo llevaremos cantando a la brisa. Saliendo a cazar mientras se oculta el sol tras las colinas

Vart Blod

Vart Blod
	Princeps:	Ϯ ℜαʋεη Sтαя - ℜαssιя (cirene37)
	Delegate:	Not Asigned
	Liaison:	Not Asigned
	History:	I am Raven Olafsdottir, but I am known as Raven Star Rassir, I am Princep of the Vårt Blod House of the Clan Heirs of Blood and this is my story: From the cold lands of Rogaland Norway, lands that saw our explorer Erik Thorvaldsson born, whom you know as Erik The Red, I came to this world on a dark winter day in the year 1230. As a child I sat down to listen to the sagas of the gods and the valkyries, wishing they could go to Valhalla. Although many switched to Christianity, I always kept secretly worshiping Thor, Odin, and the other Aesirs. In 1262, a plague came to our village, little by little people died and they appeared bled, two small puncture holes on the neck and the person without blood. Elderly, women and even children suffered this fate. As the days passed, the cold tombs appeared open and the dead were said to have come back to life. I lived alone in my hut in the middle of the mountains, surrounded by protective runes I felt safe where I was. I remember it like yesterday, one moonlit night on January 19 in the middle of a deep sleep I got up and saw a man with golden braided hair who had red eyes and long fangs full of blood, my blood. I felt how life was leaving me, amid my weakness I heard him say holding my mjolnir in his hands: "Jenta mi vil nå vaere en del av bloded vårt, du vil leve for alltid" and I passed out. I felt my body burn as I remembered those words and suddenly I felt an energy that took over my life and a deep thirst ... for blood. I learned that this man was named Olaf, he came from the distant lands that Erik the Red's son once conquered, their leader asked them to set sail and seek more members for this community and he decided to follow the steps to this land. Upon arrival Olaf felt repudiation when he saw that the gods were not worshiped as before and full of hatred he killed every Christian he saw. He told me that he stopped with me when he saw that I still worshiped the ancient gods. Olaf, who from that day on I called my father, took me by my hand and told me to go home, to my new home, and so without further ado I took my faithful Fenrir and set sail on my journey to immortality. We come to ancient Vinland, in a different modern world, which others call North America. I was there for a few years with my other brothers who still worshiped pagan gods. Some stayed there, others decided to explore the world. Always about the darkness wandering places, seeing the modern world so empty and technological. One day I met who my first son would be, a mysterious boy and an aristocrat, lover of the occult sciences, symbols and everything far from the mediocrity of this modern world. We form our Vårt Blod house, where we mix science and paganism. Thanks to my friend Agramon Rassir, who came into my life when I least expected it, whom I now call my friend for eternity I met the Heirs of Blood, of which I am now a member. Surrounded by my 3 children we are hunters not only of blood but also of secrets, myths and forgotten traditions. Soy Raven Olafsdottir, pero me conocen como Raven Star Rassir, soy Princep de la Casa Vårt Blod del Clan Heirs of Blood y esta es mi historia: De las frías tierras de Rogaland Noruega, tierras que vieron nacer a nuestro explorador Erik Thorvaldsson, a quienes ustedes conocen como Erik El Rojo, llegué a este mundo en un día oscuro de invierno del año 1230. De niña me sentaba a escuchar las sagas de los dioses y las valkirias, deseando poder ir al Valhalla. Aunque muchos se cambiaron al cristianismo, yo siempre seguí en secreto adorando a Thor, Odin, y los demás Aesirs. En el año 1262, llegó una plaga a nuestra aldea, poco a poco la gente moría y aparecían desangrados, dos pequeños hoyuelos en el cuello y la persona sin sangre. Ancianos, mujeres y hasta niños padecieron este destino. Al pasar de los días las tumbas frías aparecían abiertas y se decían que los muertos volvían a la vida. Yo vivía sola en mi choza en el medio de las montañas, rodeada de runas protectoras me sentía segura donde estaba. Lo recuerdo como ayer, una noche de luna del 19 de enero en medio de un profundo sueño me levanté y vi a un hombre de dorados cabellos trenzados que tenía los ojos rojos y largos colmillos llenos de sangre, mi sangre. Sentí como la vida se me iba, entre mi debilidad le escuche decir teniendo en sus manos mi mjolnir: "Jenta mi vil nå vaere en del av bloded vårt, du vil leve for alltid" y me desmaye. Sentí mi cuerpo arder mientras recordaba esas palabras y de pronto sentí una energía que se apoderaba de mi vida y una sed profunda... de sangre. Conocí que ese hombre se llamaba Olaf, venía de las lejanas tierras que una vez el hijo de Erik el Rojo conquistó.Su líder les pidió zarpar y buscar más miembros para esta comunidad y el decidió seguir los pasos hasta esta tierra. Al llegar Olaf sintió repudio al ver que no se adoraba a los dioses como antes y lleno de odio mató a todo cristiano que vio. Me contó que conmigo se detuvo al ver que aún adoraba a los antiguos dioses. Olaf, quién a partir de ese día llamé mi padre, me tomó de su mano y me dijo vayamos a casa, a tu nuevo hogar, y así sin más tomé a mi fiel Fenrir y zarpé a mi viaje a la inmortalidad. Llegamos a la antigua Vinland, en un mundo diferente moderno, que otros llaman Norte América. Estuve ahí unos años con mis otros hermanos que aún adorábamos a dioses paganos. Algunos se quedaron ahí otros decidimos explorar el mundo. Siempre entre la oscuridad vagando por lugares, viendo el mundo moderno tan vacío y tecnológico. Un día conocí a quién sería mi primer hijo, chico misterioso y aristócrata, amante de las ciencias ocultas, la simbología y todo lejos de la mediocridad de este mundo moderno. Formamos nuestra casa Vårt Blod, donde mezclamos la ciencia y el paganismo. Gracias a mi amigo Agramon Rassir, que llegó a mi vida cuando menos me lo esperaba, a quién ahora llamo mi amigo en la eternidad conocí a Heirs of Blood, del cuál ahora soy miembro. Rodeada de mis 3 hijos somos cazadores no solo de sangre sino también de secretos, mitos y tradiciones olvidadas.

Dangerous Rythm

Dangerous Rythm
	Princeps:	ERIOL мιℓℓєƒισяє (Zeratul1)
	Delegate:	Not Asigned
	Liaison:	Not Asigned
	History:	The Kindred of the Dangerous Rythm House have a reputation for honorability, gentleness, and impeccable taste. Since time immemorial they have belonged to a leadership Clan, fulfilling ancient traditions and seeking to shape the destiny of their offspring. They support the Masquerade without reservation, thinking that it is the best for vampires Los Vástagos de la Casa Dangerous Rythm tienen una reputación de honorabilidad, gentileza y gusto impecable. Desde tiempos inmemoriales han pertenecido a un Clan de liderazgo, cumpliendo las antiguas tradiciones y buscando dar forma al destino de sus vastagos. Apoyan la Mascarada sin reservas, opinando que es lo mejor para los vampiros.

Blood of Gangrel

Blood of Gangrel
	Princeps:	Hisoka2020 (0hisokamorow0)
	Delegate:	Not Assigned
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	Motto ~ Mors Tua Vita Mia (Muerte Tuya Vida Mia) "Of all the vampires, the Gangrel are perhaps the closest to their inner nature. These lone nomads mock the constrictions of society, preferring the comfort of wildlife. It is not known how they evade the wrath of werewolf. It may have something to do with the fact that the Gangrel themselves are shapeshifters. When a mortal talks about a vampire who turns into a wolf or a bat, he probably talks about a Gangrel. As the Brujah are fierce warriors, but unlike that clan, the Gangrel ferocity does not stem from anarchist rage, but from animal instinct. They are among the most predatory Kindred, and love to indulge in the thrill of the hunt. They deeply understand the Beast in their souls, and prefer to spend the nights in communion with the animals they imitate. In fact, they are so in tune with their Beasts that after giving in to the frenzy, animal traits often appear on their bodies. The clan as such has little contact (or interest) with the rest of the Kind. This may be due to a desire to avoid Jihad networks, but it is more likely to be simply disinterest. The Gangrel certainly have a reputation for being discreet, taciturn, and distant. Although there is no more truth in this than in any other stereotype, the clan lacks the ostentation of the Toreador or Ventrue. They are closely related to the Rom, or gypsies, adopting much of their culture and customs. Certain rumors hint that the Rom are indeed descended from the Antediluvian who founded the Gangrel clan. Therefore, these gossips say, any Kindred who hurts or Embraces a gypsy will suffer the wrath of the Elder. It seems obvious that the Ravnos ignore this mythical prohibition, and both clans have hated each other since time immemorial. Nickname: Foreigners. Appearance: The Gangrel's harsh non-life style and lack of interest in fashion often make them appear rough and wild. Add to this the common animal traits in the clan and it is logical that they seem fearsome. Some Kindred and mortals sometimes find predatory beauty in them, although this can lead to a dangerous misunderstanding of their intentions. Clan Disciplines: Strength, Animalism, Protean. " Taken from: The 13 Clans http://vampire-history.tripod.com/id14.html ๑ ۞ ๑ The Vampires of the Blood of Gangrel House, despite their origin that leads them to animal instinct, have managed to adapt to their environment thanks to their strength and protean power in order to survive in a world where the wild is every less respected. There may even be some hybrid among them given their approach and transformations into wild animals. "De todos los vampiros, los Gangrel son quiza los que estan mas cerca de su naturaleza interior. Estos nómadas solitarios se burlan de las constricciones de la sociedad, prefiriendo la comodidad de la vida salvaje. No se sabe cómo eluden la ira de los hombres lobo; puede que tenga algo que ver con el hecho de que los propios Gangrel sean cambiaformas. Cuando un mortal habla de un vampiro que se convierte en lobo o murciélago, probablemente habla de un Gangrel. Como los Brujah son feroces guerreros, pero a diferencia de ese clan, la ferocidad Gangrel no surge de la rabia anarquista, sino del instinto animal. Estan entre los Vastagos mas depredadores, y adoran entregarse a la emoción de la caza. Comprenden profundamente a la Bestia en sus almas, y prefieren pasar las noches en comunión con los animales a los que imitan. De hecho, estan tan sintonizados con sus Bestias que tras ceder al frenesí es frecuente que aparezcan rasgos animales en sus cuerpos. El clan como tal tiene poco contacto (o interés) con el resto de la Estirpe. Esto puede deberse a un deseo de evitar las redes de la Yihad, pero es mas probable que sea simple desinterés. Ciertamente, los Gangrel tienen reputación de ser discretos, taciturnos y distantes. Aunque no hay mas verdad en esto que en cualquier otro estereotipo, el clan carece de la ostentación propia de los Toreador o Ventrue. Estan estrechamente relacionados con los Rom, o gitanos, adoptando gran parte de su cultura y costumbres. Ciertos rumores insinúan que los Rom descienden de hecho del Antediluviano que fundó el clan Gangrel. Por tanto, dicen estas habladurías, cualquier Vastago que dañe o Abrace a un gitano sufrira la ira del Anciano. Parece obvio que los Ravnos hacen caso omiso de esta mítica prohibición, y ambos clanes se odian desde tiempos inmemoriales. Apodo: Extranjeros. Apariencia: El duro estilo de no-vida de los Gangrel y su falta de interés por la moda suele hacerles parecer toscos y salvajes. Suma a esto los rasgos animales comunes en el clan y es lógico que parezcan temibles. Algunos Vastagos y mortales encuentran a veces una belleza depredadora en ellos, aunque esto puede llevar a malinterpretar peligrosamente sus intenciones. Disciplinas del Clan: Fortaleza, Animalismo, Protean." Tomado de: Los 13 Clanes http://vampire-history.tripod.com/id14.html ๑۞๑ Los Vampiros de la Casa Blood of Gangrel, muy a pesar de su origen que los lleva al instinto animal, han sabido adaptarse a su ambiente gracias a su fortaleza y su poder protean para poder sobrevivir en un mundo donde lo salvaje es cada vez menos respetado. Puede haber entre ellos inclusive algún híbrido dado su acercamiento y transformaciones en animales salvajes.

Demonheart Nation

Demonheart Nation
	Princeps:	ミ Arek Demonheart ミ (scelsion)
	Delegate:	Not Assigned
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	TBA

Sangre y Oro

Sangre y Oro
	Princeps:	darnayoscuro
	Delegate:	nicolesheyla
	Liaison:	doncelladelmar
	History:	TBA

Nocturne tempestate

Nocturne tempestate
	Princeps:	Tomas ( lymbus)
	Delegate:
	Liaison:
	History:	TBA

Bloodmoon

Bloodmoon
	Princeps:	El patron Bloodmoon (bandido seda)
	Delegate:	Venus Bloodmoon (quaini1)
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	TBA

Gangrel

Gangrel
	Princeps:	Eris Church Franizzi ( selenybouchard)
	Delegate:	Vein Hoax
	Liaison:	Not Assigned
	History:	TBA