"I am the last survivor of an ancient house of Valash rulers. My famous ancestor, Vladislav Tepes, known as Dracula, was the scourge of the Turks, and the Lord of Transylvania!"
"The King of Hungary is the mortal enemy of the Valachs, and spread dreadful rumors that my ancestor had a thirst for blood! These legends and tales have become the bane of our family. The descendants of Dracula left Trasylvania [sic], and I grew up in Kamenets, near the border. For a while now I have lived the life of a wanderer. It is not the life I would have chosen..."
"Several years ago, Hmelnitski's army laid siege to Kamenets. Soon a plague hit the Cossack camp, and they withdrew. But the same dreadful epidemic took the lives of many townsmen, including my parents. I volunteered to be the captain of the town guard, and could only visit their graves after sunset, so busy was I. The graveyard keeper spoke of it in a pub, and invented a few tall tales involving grave digging. The merchants, their minds inflamed by the war and the plague, accused me of mortal sins, and bent themselves on my destruction. All I could take as I fled the city were my sword and a treatise on the art of war."