Kindred, allies, newfound friends...

I have found peace. While my "brethren" of the Vampiric race
continue to stagnate and grow mold and gather dust within thier
coffins, I have sought mortality.

I have seen the treacherous nature of my brethren, thier selfish
ways. They quabble amongst themselves, unaware the world around
them collapses and decays.

My cure must wait until the peak of summer, and until that time
I pray and seek Divine guidance with the lepers on the Isle
of Polyargos. Should you seek me, for violence or conversation,
I can be easily found.

I humbly request the permission of the Order of Fire to walk
through the holy temple, and leap into those cleansing fires. If
Rahn should bless this Salvation, that is.

- Povox, Aspirant of Salvation

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Variach, in the year 159 MA.