Oh God Help Me....
Aug. 24th, 2009 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielartanisDuring their return to Jerusalem to receive further instruction from Kelat for their journey to Rome, Cadmus reveals to Orphaeus how he learned of the existence of the Blood Crown. He tells the story of young Faust, a hedonistic and naïve Vampire residing in New York City during the heady Disco days of the late 70s. An artist, actor, writer, and performance artist, he was a fixture at Studio 54 where he was exposed to a number of other Vampires who felt compelled to be around Faust and use him as a confessor of sorts, either before or after their sexual exploits. This made Faust an unofficial and unwitting steward of Vampiric knowledge, most of which he ignored, but held on to in the event he encountered the same Vampire. He never wanted to offend any repeat visitor to his territory by not remembering who she or he was.
But Cadmus had heard of Faust’s proclivity for being a font of secrets and took it upon himself to find out what he could about the Apostate while he could, perhaps for future use. What ensues when the seducer becomes seduced himself, and the confessor finds himself in a confessional from which there is no escape is one of the most horrific tales known in Vampire history.
But Cadmus had heard of Faust’s proclivity for being a font of secrets and took it upon himself to find out what he could about the Apostate while he could, perhaps for future use. What ensues when the seducer becomes seduced himself, and the confessor finds himself in a confessional from which there is no escape is one of the most horrific tales known in Vampire history.
