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"Now you will recieve us! We do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim! It is your evil that will be sought by us. With every breath we shall hunt them down. Each day we will spill their blood, 'till it rains down from the skies! Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace! These are not polite suggestions. These are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost! There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain. For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see us and on that day YOU WILL REAP IT! And we will send you to whatever god you wish.

And shepherds we shall be,

''for thee my lord for thee. ''

Power hath decended forth from thy hand

so our feet may swiftly carry out thy command.

And we shall flow a river forth to thee 

''and teeming with souls shall it ever be. ''

In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."

Calos' Story
Form the Journals of Calos Chaos Heart:

Fifth Day of September, Seven Years After: ''The Hearts of honor are a noble clan of Vampires, from the land of Tyran. Tyran, oh, what can I say about Tyran? It's nights, long... it's days, -laughs aloud- non-existent. put under the spell of eternal night, Tyran is the haven for all of my kind, vampires. fortunatley, I am not FULL vampire, just half. My father, the noble Spawn Heart married a mortal by the name of Eireann of the Rose. Little did he know that giving up his place in the noble line of the hearts would have disastrous consequenses.''

''A vampire, payed to hunt him down, approached our house in my 5th year. i had not yet developed my... abilities. My father, picking up his whip and dagger that his mother, Topaz Heart, gave him, fought the vampire on our lawn, and lost. a noble battle it was. My family watched from the doorway. I cried as my fathers broken body was carried away, his whip all that remained.''

After word, when I was 22 I carried my fathers whip and sought out my fathers Uncle, Vlad Blood Heart, and my uncle, Blaze Heart, and together we tracked my fathers killer to the land of tibia, where we have been hunting him down, to restore honor to the our clan.

Twenty Second Day of August, Twenty Years After: ''I have since found a land called tibia, where I believe my fathers killer has fled to; here I was stripped of my powers by some unknown force and forced to an island called Rookguard. This place, I must call my home, until I can find a way to kill the murderer... i can only hope that he is stripped of his powers as well.''

Sixth Day of November, Twenty-Three Years After: I have almost given up hope on finding my fathers killer, My suspition is that he has moved on from this place.

''My gods, I have forgotten the face of my father. Would he really want me to find and slaughter this man? My doubts are beginning to fade, as I find a small hope in the fact that, maybe, just maybe, I have found some measure of peace at last.''