For thousands of years a secret battle has been fought behind the scenes between people most thought only fairy tale. A fight for power, for glory, for honor, a fight for immortality. For some this was merely a fight for survival, for others the thrill of the hunt, for that next boost in power, the adrenaline rush, that was gained as the life of the hunted left their body and their essence became part of the winners increasing strength.<br/><br/>Immortality, while in theory sounds like a wonderful dream, having the gift to live forever without fear of growing old and weak, knowing that your body will not wither away into a useless pile of flesh and bones, but such a treasure comes at a cost, and the cost for this particular gem was very high indeed.<br/><br/>True the immortals had no reason to fear sickness or normal injuries, for their bodies were immune to almost everything and could heal just about everything else. With such qualities one would think that an immortal had it all and had nothing they could ever fear or worry over, but that was not the case.<br/><br/>Not long after the birth of the first immortals something terrible was discovered. It was found that should one immortal take the life of another, they would gain the life essence of the deceased, including the power and knowledge the immortal passed had gained.<br/><br/>Once the rumors spread of what was learned the battles began, and they continue to this day. An endless war unseen by the rest of the world.<br/><br/>Thea was one such warrior, her skills honed over the years of seemingly endless battles. In her younger years it had been a fight to simply survive, to make it from one day to the next, but now a days she had taken on a more proactive approach and sought out the fight, looking to end those who would seek to kill her before they got the chance.<br/><br/>She was on such a hunt today, looking for a man said to hold his roots in the Roman era, maybe he had even faught  with the Spartans. Thea didnt know much about him, and what she did know was only whispered gossip from old war dogs at the local pub, but she could feel him.<br/><br/>Thea could feel the his power calling to hers like a beacon, challenging her own, drawing her to him, and so her hunt began...