I am not a human...
I am not a vampire...
I am a halfling...
My father a Vampire... my mother a human...

I still have vague memories of that night. My father Edul, and my mother Edan. He said he loved her...
and he did love her. More than life itself. But then it happened... The Bloodmoon came... The Bloodmoon
were the most powerful legion of Vampires alive, feasting on human blood. Me and my father had learned
to satisfy our hunger with mere animals. The Bloodmoon were infuriated with this, and with one blow they
killed my mother. I was sent off with fathers friend, Fica, while he fought with his life to avenge her, wishing
more than anything it was him who had died that day... and the last I heard... he had failed. I am fifteen
years of age, still living with Fica, and am prepared to give my life to avenge my parents... to destroy bloodmoon, and protect the innocent against the savage of our kind.

I have the kindness and love of humans from my father, but I also have inherited his most known trait... his
ability to move faster than the wind itself. My speed was unmatched by any known forces, my fangs were venemous and sharp as a two-edged sword, and my claws were sharp enough to rip the flesh off any living creature. This will teach those bastards... don't ******** with Fang.

I also had another dream however... although I hope for it only to come to pass after the Bloodmoons are destroyed. My mother was an extrordinary human female, and I hope one day to find one like her. It may be dangerous, and it may be risky... but the only thing keeping me willing to go on in this world are the fire for revenge... and the heart for love...