Nox Coven

Meet The King

King Taramin was the first vampire ever created in Egypt, BCE. (before christ era)

His marker was a witch doctor by the name of Miklah Adosuf. A very powerful man in his time indeed. He worked with the underworld and evil of all sorts. He was a man that craved power, but when he created Taramin, he knew that his power was not as powerful as his, but he was very happy with his creation.

When Miklah taught Taramin all the teachings and codes that he should live by to fully thrive on earth without humans knowing. Taramin didn't want it, he wanted to roam the earth, taking what was his. He was immortal after all. He believed that he was greater than any race that came before and after him, he wanted power just as Miklah did. Once he asked his maker if he could tell the world about his being here, Milah replied with, "no one should find out about you, Taramin. For the world shall be shaken and a mass hysteria would break free. Your head on a platter shall be the highest bid, my son." Taramin grew in rage after each year had passed, more and more angry his heart grew. When Miklah was on his deathbed, he asked him again if he could. Miklah gave the same answer. Taramin never had an ill feelings toward Miklah, for he respected him in the highest, but his code of not showing the world he existed was abominable. When Miklah finally passed away, Taramin barried him. As centuries went by, as the world started developing into a world where kings and queen reigned the world, he moved to England and settled there. Living in the dark was getting mundane and boring, lonely even. He decided to talk a late walk through the city of Edenburgh, at the time he didn't know that he would meet his future wife and future queen of the pure bloods. Her name was Elizabeth Montgomery, a beautiful fair skinned women with locks of beautiful soft brown hair. He took one look at her and he felt something inside him, an unfimilar feeling that was locked away until now. He watched her, stalked her you may say, until she was alone and walking home. He took her and drank her while she was fighting for her life, he almost took the last drop until she scratched him with her ring. It cut his cheek and bleed a few drops. She died in his arms. Her mouth hung open and with that the blood from his cheek dripped into her mouth and down into her throat, into her organs. He almost drank the last sip of blood, he knew better. He left her body on the ground and stood up. He watched her peaceful face for a while until he sensed something alive in her, her heart started to beat...But her blood was dead. He kneeled down and watched her with amazement. Elizabeth opened her now red eyes. This was the start of a vampire dynasty. The pure blood lines of Vox.