What are the Ravnos?
A question I have heard many times before
Make yourself comfortable and listen to my tale
And believe me when I say that I never lie about my clan...
The wanderers...
From the earliest times, the Ravnos have wandered
With roots among the Gypsies, and many ties to them as well
We have learned from them, as they have learned from us
The tricksters...
"A fool is born every minute," a wise man once said
Our cunning and guile have allowed us to take advantage of fools
And even the wise can be caught up in our deceptions
The seers...
Are we gifted with insight beyond compare?
Perhaps we perceive more than the average man
Or perhaps we are simply unafraid to talk about what we see
The philophers...
Bodishattvas and sages have been our teachers and companions
Seeking a way to live out our unlives, we have learned of the cycle
We have found our place within, and know how to keep it turning
The tellers of tale tales...
Our travels and exploits have allowed us to see much
And though not all of it may be believable
Know that in every lie is at least a kernel of truth
The beseiged...
When our mother was destroyed, our blood called out
Drove us to narrow our ranks from within
Splintered and shattered our once mighty clan
Left us as the bastard children that many believe us to be
Our allegiances lying with neither the Camarilla or the Sabbat
Traveling the road of independent thought
The Ravnos...
by the ScaryWhiteGirl, Dawn Vogel
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