Matrigal came to me after a massive flux in the sanguine energies throughout the planes. This also came in light of other breeds of vampiric beings emerging in Etheris. The Great Maergzjiran Vampir, Matrigal offered me an opportunity to do something quite horrific, yet very potent. With the help of Brother Mourn, and Sister Hessia, we opened a Keraktian black gate drawn in sacrificial blood. We hailed Matrigal into Mourn’s temple with blood cattle awaiting him as an offering. After a long drink accompanied by screams of terror, Matrigal was able to work directly with us. To combat the growing threat of non-Keraktian-aligned vampiric spirits and people, Matrigal asked that we each sacrifice of ourselves for his ascension. This we did; leaving ourselves nearly incapacitated. However, from the magickal blood we shed, Matrigal was able to infuse it further in some way via the blood magicks of his dominion. It became a strange radiant elixir which he drank and in moments he twisted and contorted; becoming a terrible monstrosity of amazing power. His vampiric body was further augmented to support a strength unlike anything ever displayed before my eyes and an aura that drained the soul of all life, despite the fact that were all completely aligned with Keraktes and virtually immune to death essence overexposure.

He instructed us to rest and to return in three nights. Upon my return, I placed five of these talismans on the altar and requested Matrigal to bless them with this new power of his. He gladly gathered all five and bled over them and casting a potent spell over each. “These will grant you my god blood and with it all that can ever be gained from one such as I. Nothing more will ever be forged in all the planes that will ever stand nearest to it. To bestow such a garment upon oneself will grant them all that I could ever bless one with; the very sight and sense of my being, my command over blood and the powers of our kin. All that I am, you too shall be.”

Having utilized this talisman but a scarce time since being invested with it, I have never felt quite like this before! There is a passive aspect to everything which makes this all the more wondrous; it becomes innate as it would be for the Lifedrinker, Matrigal himself. Further, I’ve noticed that my thoughts take on a living power without any form of void direction. Example: A man has just acted like a complete fool in a restaurant. My anger toward this man instantly begins to manifest a downturn of his health leading to him passing out completely and unresponsive. Yet, as I think on it, I also realize that a wound on my brow from a few days earlier has completely healed itself and is no longer noticeable. My directed works; vampiric enthrallment has just become entirely of a subconscious phenomena as again, my thoughts and desire toward a goal almost instantly deliver the desired ends without ritual or any transference of blood. My body has improved its health passively and my awareness is almost scary as I am there is virtually nothing now that escapes my senses. Even the psychic level has enhanced dramatically. I could go on forever. It’s all there… Nothing I’ve ever seen like it before. The only relic that has held a higher level of power is the Skull of Zazazel, but again, for one on the blood-stained path, I genuinely believe this is the grandest of all relics. I should also mention that in the last meeting with Matrigal, he was with Apophis, Lilin, Azraleigh, Mirin, Alyrune and Kierinis who also had in their own unique way entered into this bizarre blood coterie with Matrigal and through him had infused aspects of their deathly essence into these talismans. Please excuse the lack of formality… Fucking awe-inspiring power!