Sa'Halan - Immortals

Sa’Halan

He rode in on a white horse, his long plaited hair tucked up in a turban, a rope braided with gold strands held it in place. His chin was high, his chest was bare, and on his arm he wore the golden snake bracelet that would later become a gift to Sansa.  This gold snake was timeless, just like Sa’Halan. It’s beauty never tarnished through feast and famine, through peace and war, through the centuries. 

This was the first vision people had of Sa’Halan, once the Prince of a vast country, and now just an elegant rider. His eyes were searching, but his chin was held high. 

Feeling an increasing loneliness, he created more like him. But they were primitive, feral and unruly. So he moved on. He took on human pets, taking them with him. Feeding on them, loving them. But they aged, they died. They did not last. 

 He was perpetual motion leaving a trail of vampires and pets. 

And then like a pendulum, he turned and went back the same path. And in his wake, he saw the destruction that those he left behind had done. And it saddened him that they were so primitive. He moved back over his path, destroying the vampires. And then he wept with his aloneness, longing for a companion who would not die of disease, or age, or act like a feral animal. 

When first he came upon the island of the ancients, he found it a perfect refuge.  A food source in the village, a fortress among the rocks. He had a great palace built there. And his hunger for companionship made him creative. He went out and made one single vampire. And nurtured it through the feral newborn stages.  

A century passed and he had a small coven. He was very pleased, until they began to bicker among themselves. They were jealous of his attention and hateful to each other. 

Eventually he sent all that would not get along with each other away. 

They went out and formed new covens, but remained faithful to him. And when their children, and their children’s children began to grow in numbers, and society began to mature, he brought them all together to discuss how to govern the offspring they had made. 

The oldest known being,  Prince Sa’Halan, had just formed the Circle of the Ancients. 

And for many centuries this Circle would endure.