Melia Blaze
of the family Kesi
Melia Blaze
of the family Kesi
Melia stands watching you, she is 5'7" tall 112lbs. She is wearing black leather pants and black shoes. Her halter top is also black and made of silk. She pushes back her strawberry blonde hair with her right hand and you see a tat of a band across her upper arm. Her bright green eyes look to you and in your eyes and sees your curiousity. Knowing that you want to know more about her she decideds to face the past and tell her story. Melia keeps her eyes locked on yours and takes a deep breath. She pushes her hair back out of her eyes. She taps the top of the table she sits at and a small flame sparks to life. The small flame dances around the table top not scorching or marking the table at all, and she begins her story.
I have only been in Tyran a short time. I came here to start anew in a place where I will be excepted for what I am. I am a Vampire born of two vapires. My mother was born and raised within Tremere. From my mother, Anastasia, I recieved Auspex (esp), mindcontrol (ability to dominate anothers mind), and Thaumaturgy (sorcery).
My Father, Quinton Kesi, was born of a Gangrel couple. From my Fathers Gangrel bloodlines I get; Animalism (comunication and control of animals) Fortitude, and Protean (ability to change shape).
How my parents came to meet I do not know. However they together created the Family Kesi. I was the last born child of my family and the only daughter. At time I wonder if that is the reason I was the last, for fear of another daughter. I have six brothers all of which where always very protective of me. I, being the only girl, wanted to be like my brothers and my father and fight. My father refused to fight telling me it was not a girls place. Melia's eyes turn ice blue and her gaze lowers. Almost in response you see that the small flame, still dancing on the table top has turned blue.
I only wish that he had taught me to fight, perhaps things could be different. Because I wasnt allowed to fight I was taught wicca by my Mother and her coven. I had been sent off one night on a vision quest for the coven to prove myself and recieve my coven name. I was returning back three nights later with a terrible feeling that something was wrong. My mother wasnt at the festival when I returned and she wouldnt have missed it unless something was seriously wrong. I huried home to my family's castle and there was a terrible quietness as I entered the front hall. It was the time in the eve that we normally would have been gathered in the north family room for our routine meeting.
I walked into the north family room and saw my father on the floor with a steak in his heart laying in a pool of his own blood. I ran to his side and fell to my knees. I looked at his face and his eyes where hard and vengeful. I began to cry but quickly realized I needed to find help. I got to my feet and ran to the south end of the castle where my oldest two brothers would be in their own rooms. I opened Gatreal's door quickly and saw no one. I though perhaps he was with the second oldest brother so I opened the door across the hall. I looked in and saw Gatreal laying across the bed his own dagger put through his heart. Across the room Danteon lay on the floor next to his glass case of weapons. There was a large shard of glass from the broken case lodged in his chest and his eyes where wide and frightend. In seeing this I began to crying harder and the sobs shook me almost uncontrolably.
I gathered what was left of my wits and went to find my mother. I looked in the kitchens and in the wine celler. I searched the family rooms but to no avail. I ran up the stairs to my parents room and my mother was no where to be found. By now I needed to find someone no matter who it was so I went to the lower level and went to the quiet hall where my grandfather resided. As I ran into my grandfathers favorite room, I triped. I screamed as I saw that what I triped on was the dead body of a slayer. My grandfather was lying in his bed, he had been sleeping when the slayer killed him. I couldnt figure out who killed the slayer.
By now the shock had set in and I had stoped crying. Now realizing what had happend I was frantic to find my mother and brothers. I ran out to the south courtyard where my brothers train to fight. As soon as I came into the yard I could see in the distance that something was tied up to the flag pole that held our family crest. Running faster to find out what it was I could see the figures cluttering the ground. I came up to the edge of the training ground and almost vomited at the sight of all the dead slayers and amongst them my other three brothers; Colten, Marcellus, and Lucien. I walked slowly through this mess of bodies to the far side near the flag pole. Seeing that the object that was tied upon the pole was my mother I almost fainted. Her stomach had been sliced completely open. Above her head flew the family crest. Across the crest was smeared the words "Fallen Evil" In blood.
Feeling the churning in my stomach I bent over and vomited at the foot of the flag staff. After the contents of my stomach had all spilled onto the bloodsoaked earth beneath my mothers feet I took a few steps back and felt to the ground crying. I sat there for what seemed like ages until I heard a voice that was almost familar. Someone was calling my name from nearby. I looked around and saw no one that seemed alive enough to be speaking. I heard it again coming from behind me and turned to look for the voice. Just then I saw Gavin's sword lying under a nearby bush. I got up and walked to it and as I bent down I could see through the shrub. There on the other side of this line of shrubs was lying my youngest brother. I quickly parted the shrubs and went to my brothers side. I kneeled next to him and picked up his hand.
She pauses the story and looks into your eyes. Seeing sympathy she quickly dismisses your gaze and takes a deep breath.
Melia's eyes turn green as she continues the story.
He looked into my eyes and said "Melia, our whole family has fallen to the slayers. Mother has been disgraced. Run Melia, run far away and keep our family alive." I picked up his head slightly to help him breath more easily. I saw the blood runing from his mouth and wiped it away. I held back my tears so to apear that everything was ok. I told him that he would be ok and that I would take care of him.
Gavin looked into my eyes and said "Im dying Mel, you have to go. There is nothing that you can do. Please save yourself and carry on our family. I beg you Mel, rebuild our family, please..... for mother and father."
He began to cough and as he did blood sprayed from his mouth. I held him close to me in a hug and cried. I begged him not to die but his wounds where too deep. In his last gasp of breath before he died he said but one word "run". I sat there holding him close to me and crying for what seemed like years. Finally as the night was growing to an end I went back to the castle to gather a few items I would take with me. I blessed my family quickly and placed a rose next to each of them, before I took to the woods on my journey to find a new home.
One of which is Neo, the King of Gothic Dreams (Gd). He invited me into his family and for that I am extremly greatful. It was my first home since I had left Kesi Castle.
Another important person being my friend Shadow. He has helped me in learning fighting skills of the new land, and gave me the beautiful long sword that I carry with me.
She takes a deep breath and remembers another special person. Also there is Dark Ruff, one of my first and very best friends. He gave me this dagger I carry and even more importantly a very good friendship. With a small sigh she closes her eyes and the flame goes out. When she opens them her eyes are back to the normal shade of green. She stands and with a smile she leaves you to think about her story.