We have known Legault for some time now, for as you know, we Vampires are immortal. It all began in a quaint little coffee shop in Old Town. We were already an established society. The night was dark and gloomy and the rain was pouring, flooding the streets outside. The door opened and in walked a tall, pale man with a cane. At once we recognized him as one of us. Legault asked if he could join us at our table and from that evening we have been good friends, forming our own coven,
the Coven de Gothique. Together we have had many harrowing adventures. Hated and despised by the mundane world, we walk in the shadows.

Our journey has not been an easy one. Danger lurks around every turn. Afraid are you? You should be! You have entered a world quite unlike your own. Here, the sun's light never penetrates the darkness. Cheer and goodwill are unknown. This is no place for the faint of heart.

Light a candle and prepare for a journey you shall never forget!