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Our Founding Father
To which of these Clans do we belong? Only an outsider would ask such a rude question. All three Clans had a hand in making us what we are tonight. We belong to Samedi, in the same way that a Toreador belong to their namesake. Except in our case, the true name of our founder hasn’ t been lost to time and replaced with a word created to not draw the attention of a sleeping undead god. We are still on good terms with our founder. The Baron is young enough to still walk alongside us in the shadows, yet his wisdom is ancient enough to walk with the loa in their power and understanding. We are His.

Our Founding Father

In order to understand us, you must understand the founder of the feast. The Baron is the loa of resurrection. He appears dressed for a Haitian funeral in top hat, tuxedo, and dark glasses. He’ s known for his carousing and encourages those who wish his favor to leave gifts of cigars and rum when they pray. He is a contradictory figure that celebrates life while inextricably linked to death. He is the master of death, collecting souls to escort to the afterlife, but indulges in vices as if there is no tomorrow. Sounds very familiar, no?
When you ask other Kindred about our history, they want to know if the Baron existed before we did. If he did, it suggests to them the loa are real, something we know to be true. If the Baron is a loa, then the others mentioned as his family, like Erzulie and Damballah, were also something else. Something not seen before and something not seen since. This way, Samedi is another challenge to the myth of Caine and all the vampires springing from him and his curse. It may not matter to many, but walk into a room full of Caine worshippers, and you might not walk out under your own power.
To keep things nice and easy, these Kindred( and others) suggest that the Baron was created by the makers of vodou. We stole his name and his face to make thing easier for ourselves. It wouldn’ t be the first time Kindred played up to the myths that humanity creates, and it certainly won’ t be the last. If this is true, all the things important to us— the dead, the loa, the respect for our founder— are all lies. It’ s all card tricks and long cons to distract from some other purpose. To some, nothing is ever as simple as it seems, and they blind themselves to look for deeper meaning. But after the shock of learning about the secret world of the Kindred, I can hardly blame someone from looking beneath everything to seek a deeper, darker truth.
The story my sire told to me was that the Baron did exist before our bloodline as a being of power. He came across
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