LUCIUS D. DECANUS

Across the desert sands of time I tread,

From Thutmose the III, my old name shed.

Born in Egypt’s realm of ancient lore,

A soldier’s path I chose, my fate to explore.

In humble roots, my life began,

A soldier’s destiny, handed down from my clan.

To the Roman Legion, my journey led,

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A Legionnaire’s life, where honour was bred.

In year 641 A.D, Egypt’s hold did wane,

No longer a province, a shift in terrain.

To Rome’s heartland, I ventured forth,

A Decanus now, proving my worth.

In shadows deep, my fate did twist,

A Vampire’s touch, a darkened audience I begged.

Alexander Augustus, my superior esteemed,

A creature of night, as I once deemed.

Dark immortality, his offer profound,

In exchange for loyalty, forever bound.

Accepting the gift, my life’s path anew,

Frumentarii now, under a sky so blue.

Emperor Heraclius, I served with pride,

In shadows and whispers, my skills applied.

Frumenatrii Inc., a group that thrives,

Darkstalkers united, where each one strives.

New Salem’s embrace, a home concealed,

In Willow’s domain, our power revealed.

Contract killers, assassins, torturers and more,

A supernatural realm we expertly explore.

So heed my tale of ages untold,

A journey through history, a destiny bold.

Lucius D. Decanus, my name resounds,

In the tapestry of time, my story surrounds.