Stories tell that Victor, on a journey to rebuild his fallen coven, came across a rogue for hire. The rogue had his own reasons to hate the Lycans. Known simply as Bayne, the rogue admitted that he himself was in fact one of their kind. What transpired next is something of a mystery to the historians. Despite Victor's purist nature, he had the young rogue sired into the coven, by his newest fledgling. A Drow sorceress named Maliara. In doing so however, the curse of the wolf blood began it's insidious spread through the coven.
Over time even Victor took the curse upon himself, not wishing to be seen as weaker then his coven members. It was during this time a certain gypsy was sired into the coven by Victor. Given the choice of life or death she chose life, not know at the time that life would turn her into the one thing she despised most. Lycan!
She embraced the vampire but it wasn't long before she found out about the hybrid curse. She fought the beast that raged within her, hid it from the coven and they thought she had been spared. Suppressing the beast almost killed her. Becoming moody and withdrawn, it was not long before the rogue alone, realized what she was doing. He confronted her, helped her try to cope as best he could. Only he understood her hatred for the blood that raged through her veins and that hatred brought them closer. Forming a strong bond between the gypsy and the rogue.
Alas the time of the Hybrid came to an abrupt end with the arrival of Victors long lost wife. A fellow purist who hated the wolf blood with a passion beyond that of even Victor's. To placate his love, Victor found a way to purge the blood from the coven, returning the infected back to pure Vampirism. Only three refused the purge. Bayne, Maliara and Raven. The gypsy being taught long ago that all things must come to pass and her bond with the rogue, she kept the hybrid blood.
The three of them became the BlackRose Honor Guard and was regarded in high esteem for their sacrifices by Victor. But his wife did not see things the same way and often refereed to them as mutts. It was at this time that the gypsy left the coven and answered the call of her roaming spirit. Though she never lost touch with Bayne.
For centuries she fought the beast, each battle making it harder and harder to suppress that which lurked inside her. Summoned by the coven once more she assumed her place as Honor Guard, though few knew what they truly were. Each battle made the beast grow stronger and one day she came across an Alpha. After a great battle she lost herself to the beast. He suppressed the beast that raged within her. He forced her to accept an therefore learn to control what she was. It was only then that she reached her true power.
The coven is once again thriving and has taken back it's rightful place in the lands of Rhy'Din and Theadys. The battles are still fought, but few challenge King Victor Xevior BlackRose. In this time of peace the gypsy often found herself bored and longing to roam once more. The letter from Lord Blackwulf could not have come at a better time. The gypsy once again took her leave from the coven she now called family. It is here that our story begins.
A new home, a new land, a new beginning...