D&D - Ravenloft by Vampire of the Mists # Christie Golden

Author:Vampire of the Mists # Christie Golden
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-01-09T09:26:10+00:00

“Brother Martyn?” Sasha prompted.

Martyn stirred himself and continued. “The boy woke up to a hideous sight. One hundred wolves, all twice as big as normal wolves, surrounded the little camp. Beautiful women were kissing the boy’s uncles, but when they raised their heads the boy saw that they were really just drinking their victims’ blood. Naturally the boy began to scream at the sight. A tall man, as white as death and as black as night, gazed at him with flaming red eyes. The man moved toward the boy, slowly, and the boy knew that he was going to die.

“The boy’s mother pleaded with the evil man, but he ordered his wolves to eat her. He was about to kill the boy when suddenly, Lathander Morninglord appeared.”

Martyn had completely forgotten Sasha in his ecstatic trance. His face was aglow with an inner light as he spoke. “The boy had seen pictures of the god, so he recognised him by his beautiful face and golden skin and hair. Lathander, too, had blood on his face, but he stopped the dark man from killing the child.

‘“You shall not have the boy,’ said the Morninglord in tones of music. ‘Nor shall you suffer your evil women to feast upon him. Let him go, for he is under My protection and guidance.’ And the evil dark man bowed before the power of the Morninglord, and the boy lived to see the dawn.”

“That happened to you?” Sasha asked.

Martyn looked down at him and nodded. “As I live and breathe, I swear the tale is true.”

“If the Morninglord is so good, why was his face bloody?”

“Often I have asked myself that. I believe that this land is so dark, that nothing completely good can dwell here. Lathander Morninglord himself is changed when he comes to Barovia. He is a little evil, because this land is evil, but he is mainly a god of goodness, of hope and renewal. He saved me. And, Sasha.” Martyn looked at the boy intently. “I think, terrible though this has been for you, that it was for a purpose. I think you have been called. You have no family now. Would you like to come and live in the Morninglord’s house? I would raise you, and teach you the true path.”

Sasha gazed at Martyn, his black eyes searching the priest’s blue ones. Was it true? Was there finally a place for him in this unfriendly village?

“Sasha,” came a thin voice behind them. As one, Martyn and Sasha wheeled around.

Ludmilla stood at the head of the stairs, looking like a ghost. She was pale, and her sleeping chemise draped her like a shroud. Her brown eyes stood out darkly against the white of her skin.

Martyn was stunned. How could a vampire walk in the daylight? He felt for his vial of holy water. With a cry of “Die, demon!” the priest charged up the stairs. He grabbed Ludmilla’s wrist with one hand and poured the vial of water over her torso with the other.

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