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I am Kalnech, Warlord of the seven tribes. My life has been short, and harsh, but I have had the pleasures of a fearless existence. I drink when I want to drink, I fight when I want to fight, I desecrate when I want to desecrate. Every evil impulse is mine to act upon.

This is a truth that the other goblins of the tribe do not understand. They act, like fools, like animals, they are cattle beneath the power of my intellect. I feel the heady rush of passion like they do, but my mind is not blind… Continue

I had to do away with another maid. These women always start out so kind and amiable, but a few years in they always start asking questions and snooping around. It never fails.

I suppose the situation is a bit curious. I am never around in the daylight, I do not take meals with the family, I disappear for long periods of time, sometimes days, and then return without an explanation. These are the constant charges of a vampires life. It is my profession to murder, and so I must live in a certain… Continue

I found this note sticking in the door of my apartment when I got home late one night from a young...uh ladies residence.

"Dear Stephan,"

"Thank you for the deaths that you have caused. This note is to inform you that you have been selected in the Grim Reaper wheal of fortune contest. This contest will take place over the course of the next month, and will involve a variety of attempts to end your life."

"Please note that if you are in any way associated with the Grim Reaper association, or w… Continue

I have passed my first rite of manhood today.
I killed a mastodon, with a spear and one stone ax.
It was a young Mastodon, but still large enough to destroy a village.

Today I painted a tiger. I don't know why i did it, I knew what was going to happen, but I guess I was just feeling a little bored with life, so I went for it.

He started pacing around on the canvas before I was even done, making it quite difficult to get his lovely stripes straigh… Continue