It is only natural to envy our masters, the vrakhiri. They live forever, their strength equals that of Goliath's and their cunning matches that of David's.
Many dream of joining our knyaz under the moon. But remember, few will ever be considered for this blessing, and even fewer granted it. For to create a new vrakhir, its maker must forfeit a part of themself – and their power.
Some envy the vrakhiri so much, and lust after their might with such passion, that they try to join their blessed kind of their own accord. They seek after vrakhiri teeth with the unholy intent of plunging them deep into their corrupted hearts.
But no good outcome can result from such a profane act. Nay, instead of turning into godlike vrakhiri, these reprobates become mindless murohni – a fitting punishment and a warning to others. Remember, we are to obey.
