As with all worlds there were those who stood on the outside, outcast and outlawed, because they functioned within a state considered unacceptable even to ones of an unpredictable violent nature.

The Demonic universe found itself compelled to change, because those quickest to harness their wayward spirit, discovered this was the path to power and control of a harsh and unforgiving cosmos.

Those slow to adjust noticed themselves left behind, and those refusing to modify behaviour no longer deemed suitable were exiled to the Outerworlds. These were barren places of no particular peoples, wild ragtag worlds run by whoever turned up. They were the harbour of thieves, slayers and liars, usually with bounties upon their heads. While the Outerworlds had no discernible set of laws there was, even within this motley group of renegades, a limit to the atrocities endured.

One Demon they could not abide was the one who would feast upon those surrounding. This was one that terrified the most robust of villains, but didn’t have the menacing power of the Varkja, the intelligent force of the Martyc or the startling abilities of the Lazulul. This was one that even the nefarious Goblin couldn’t tolerate, coming in the form of a slight, pallid female with burning eyes and no redeeming qualities.

The Priestess Leleht ruled the spiritual values of her world with a bloody hand and as the fear grew in the populace, so did her arrogance. She allowed no boundaries to confine her sordid rituals as she gathered handmaidens and her corrupting influence had them serve a woman who would proclaim herself a divinity among the people.

She strayed from the tenets of the faith of her world and soon imposed her own rites through torture, taking wealth, power, and even the lives of the ones she deemed heretic. Those that served her temple believed all the assertions of such a powerful personality until scandals of her drinking the blood of her own crept down the passageways.

These rumours gathered momentum, as many summoned to the temple never returned, and they became deafening when another source of power emerged. Leleht controlled the internal trepidation of her world, until the generals fresh from inter-realm warfare returned to view her presumption with affront, and with swift efficiency removed the repugnant spiritual guide.

In deference to her position she was exiled to the Outerworlds. Bereft of her handmaidens she found little sympathy in those who would subject her to the same abuses she had used against her own. Upholding the belief in her divine right, Leleht, a woman in a male dominated exile, seduced her way into the company of the unofficial leader of the homeless rabble. She found him uninterested in her sacred quest, and once established she chose to continue her path alone.

When the lack of his presence had been noted those searching for him discovered the priestess in full ceremonial garb standing over his dead body while enjoying a goblet of his blood. Though the Outerworlds raged with violent retributions, they were considered the accepted price of dealing with the scourge of many worlds.

Her cannibalistic performance outraged even the most bloodthirsty, for in true Demonic rationalisation death was usually a by-product of ambition, not the sole purpose. She had embraced a taboo none could abide. Held captive for a public execution while the frenzied rabble screamed for her death, those sent to escort her found nothing but an empty room to greet them.

She absconded through The Reveal, but with no worlds left to hide she turned to one place abandoned by Demons. She sought refuge in the realm inhabited by the crafty ones—the ancient Demon name for the human world. Her initial foray into this world revealed a host of creatures she could consume in her eternal quest for divine attributes.

She feasted upon man and beast alike and frightened the naive locals with her superior strength. She was back upon the path of being viewed as a deity upon the soil. The one shunned as a weak creature in her Demonic universe, soon was glorified as deadly womanly grace in the human world. Her discovery that those surviving the Demonic infection sought blood for sustenance had Leleht believe this to be validation of her tenets and she sought handmaidens from those transformed. In an attempt to elevate them above the masses she reinfected them with her own blood and those who survived became the beings known as the Daughters of Leleht.

Seducers of men, bane of women, nightmare of the pious, these succubi beguiled those that they sought to destroy. Uncontrolled and deadly, they ruled the human world as those called Vampire rose around them.

The Vampire refused to acknowledge her divine right to rule and driven by her madness she decreed that those blood drinkers who refused to serve the Daughters were unclean and therefore should be exterminated. Mindful of reality, her followers realised they were not only greatly outnumbered but also of Vampire origin, so any cleansing would result in their own probable deaths.

The creatures she had created in her own image, that enjoyed her unique abilities in self-preservation, lured her into the base of a gigantic pyre. This was hastily collapsed and set alight, causing the event that finally confirmed her beliefs as Leleht in death became a Goddess to her Daughters.

The Daughters of Leleht were unique beings with the capacity to exist upon either living, dead, or even Vampire, blood—a quality ordinary Vampires didn’t possess. With the ability to use telepathy to join their minds they were a formidable psychic as well as physical force.

This psychic link had another effect, as it prevented their progression to Ancient for their power was a collective entity. Once they comprehended their difference to the general Vampire population, and unwilling to exist upon their own they challenged the edicts of a Ghuvk that would have their holy presence grouped with lesser creatures.

Careful of ones with a fanatical bent, that could use their own kind as a food source the Vampires wisely allowed the Daughters to govern their own existence. Living as a religious cult they were the only Vampires who warmdri, killed as they chose, and who were not bound by Vampiric laws. Fiercely private, the Daughters did nothing to risk The Veil. They were left to their own devices to come out only once a year—the Velare Ball—to remind the world of their autonomous power and fearsome heritage.