Location:  Chamber of Night's Secrets

Age:  Eternal

Quote:  
"That is not dead which may eternal lie

And withink strange eons even death may die."


            HUNTER

I am the Master's daughter
Child of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water.
Look into my eyes.
The Power of destruction therein resides.
In my hands I hold the key
The future, this world's destiny.
In the words that I speak
The ability to destroy all that is weak.
In the shadows my soul shall lurk.
In the absence of light, I do my work.

I am the Hunter, souls I shall slay.
The Heart of the Beast I must sway.
To it I give the gift of blood
To calm the tide and stem the flood.
I have chosen this path I walk.
The answer is given no more talk.
A hand is made, a debt to pay.
Nothing more will I say.
            MOON'S CALL

From twilight dark to morning light
The blood hunter I try to fight.
The lure of the hunt proves too strong.
Where in the past did I go wrong?
The pendant's call I could not hear.
With the moon I run twelve times a year.
Though soon the change takes full control.
Then the Beast shall claim my soul.

            UNTITLED

I am all women bound in one.
She who lived before life begun.
In dreams of me do I dance.
Teasing, tempting, gifting by chance.
He whose eyes enthrall my soul
Only then does the Beast take control.
            UNTITLED

By the night I am bound
Until the Beast I have found.
In the silence I feel his call
Dragging me down, once and all.
The spilling now of human blood
To calm the tide and ease the flood.
The gift of hate I now receive.
The living soul I do deceive.
            UNTITLED

The dark of night silently descends.
In the pale moonlight, the change begins

Once more I feel the Beast's craving want.
The blood sacrifice of the humans I hunt.
No cure for the curse that I now bear
Til gray is the color of the coat I wear.
            UNTITLED

From the daylight I must hide
To the night's darkness I will glide.
In the silence surrounding me
Hate and anger are all I see.

Blood red now the color of my life.
Entrapped forever, bound by strife.
No escape for me I fear.
No end to torment, it's perfectly clear.
The Beast calls, to his will I bend
Completing its tasks, it's me he sends.