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What is portrayed as Evil is often Good. What is portrayed as Good is often Evil. Strength lies in knowing the motivations which drive both. |
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Evaine Sterling's Biography |
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"Do you believe vampires live in New Orleans? No, but it's fun to tell stories! Yes, I believe the legends. My name is Eva Sterling... I am your Tour Guide for the night tour. The Vampire Night Tour through the city of New Orleans." A tall slender and pale looking woman with dark hair smiles at you. She welcomes you, her only guest on a special treat. She is conducting one of her very rare tours.. New Orleans is an eerie place. It's so Gothic in one sense, so dangerous in another. I have done the rare vampire tours in the French Quarter. So here, I share with you the details. Why? Because being frightened is better when you can share the experience, to release the fanciful fright of the mind, and so purge the imagination of terror by terrorizing the imaginations of others. The Count St. Germain: "The man who knows everything and who never dies." His story stretches back to France in the illustrious 1700s when there was a mysterious man who charmed the courts of Europe. The Comte Saint Germain was a very strange, extraordinary, enigmatical character. He was a master of the piano and the violin, could converse in six different languages, and his skills as a conversationalist were unrivaled (a skill that is, nowadays, a lost art). His wealth was unfathomable: He carried gems around in his clothing, and no one knew how he came into such wealth. No one knew anything about his family, where he came from, or who he was. One of his greatest passions was alchemy and he was believed to have an extraordinary talent for not aging. Maybe it was his vast knowledge of cosmetics and herbs that kept him young. The philosopher Voltaire called him "the man who knows everything and who never dies." No one really knew his true age. He looked about 40 in all of his portraits and continued to appear so for over half a century. Although he was charming and engaging and graced the dinner tables of many dukes and kings, no one had ever saw him eat anything. He would only sip his wine, exquisitely, and ramble on about everything from history to chemistry. Fast forward to New Orleans, Louisiana, and there appears a man by the name of Jacques Saint Germain who fits every description of the Comte above: Around 40 years of age, with heavy money bags, the most fascinating of dinner guests, and still a complete mystery. He would throw lavish parties and invite the elite. Everyone would sit enraptured in the conversation and food, but curiously enough, this Jacques would never eat a morsel, only sip his wine. But one night he had a lady stay a bit late. Out on his balcony (at the corner of Ursuline and Royal Streets), this Saint Germain grabbed her and tried to bite her neck. She escaped by falling from the balcony and then reported the incident to the police. When the police came to investigate, Jacques Saint Germaine had vanished. They searched his apartment and found tablecloths with large splotches of blood on them. They searched the kitchen, where they found no sign of food or evidence that food had ever been there. All they found where bottles of wine, and after pouring themselves a glass, drinking it, and then spitting it out, they discovered that it was not only wine in those bottles, but wine mixed with human blood. To this day, this mysterious figure has his own occult following, from theosophists to complete way-out-there mystics. The count was purported to die in the year 1784, although no one saw his death, and some claim to have seen him many years after this date. Nevertheless, he disappeared from court life (I would, too, if I knew that the French Revolution was coming, which some people claim he had foreseen). This is the end of his story. But the beginning of mine, I am the last heir of Jacques St Germain, his sired daughtet Evaine St Germain-Sterling. He desired death in exchange for a sired daughter. All his knowledge passed to me by his instruction. So fall the Comte Jacques St. Germain by my hand. His choice and now this fledgling seeks her own destiny in the city of Eternal Night, New Orleans... She pours her captivated guest a glass of red wine. She lifts her glass to the man sitting her, and takes but a sip. "Let the tour begin, my friend!" She stands up and the guest sips his wine. She stretches her hand to her guest and off they go on the tour, "Yes, I am a Vampire, my friend. But you are quite safe with me. Why of course. You are my only guest tonight." |
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