"Our blood is older than Ancient Sumer." She said and watched how I squirmed under Bathory's assault. "The First was the child of one the Titans of myth. She was born with the gift and lives on through us. Her memory is ours and ours is passed onto those that carry on after us. As you grow in age and strength you will hear her. An ever-growing whisper that will become a part of you. She will unveil mysteries hidden for uncounted years. Enough talk, I see Elizabeth has gotten you into quite the state. I claim the right as your host to be your first."

There was no subtly...