Kappa Roma of Clan Stravnos
Prince of the Nakkid Kingdom
Gypsy King of the Mud Women
Play Thing of Clan IcePheonix
Defender of the Hamilton Girls
Boy Pussy #9
The Bachelor Lesbian Queen
and
The Unofficial Herald to Bear End Sweetums of the Outlands
At your service
Vicol was born either once in the early 1100’s or many times through the
years depending on how you look at it. Either there has been a lot of
gypsies named Vicol through the years of Clan Stravnos or time travel is
more of a reality then most people know. I will get into that later
though.
. I myself was born in Romania. In a small barn. To a carpenter.
Ok ok I am joking. But I was born in a barn, a wonderful family there was
allowing us to stay there while the local sheriff was looking for us, I
myself was named after them. My father could never quite pronounce their
first name but their last name Vicol he could and henceforth I sprang into
this world … I had a rather wonderful life growing up with the clan, at
least for a while. Unfortunately most places don’t like visitors
especially of Romani decent … I remember quite a few times my family had
to dash out of some village or country … but usually things went well. We
never had much in the lines of wealth. After all we are gypsies …and horse
traders to boot.
We ended up back in Romania a few years later and that’s
where my tale goes sour. There was no nice family to hide us this time and
with three horses lame we couldn’t escape as fast as we would have liked
when the world came crashing down around me…. My father bless his soul,
died that day with many of our family…he sacrificed himself in such a
manner knights would have looked at him in awe. My mother and I ran off
into the woods…. If I had paid a little closer attention to what was going
on I would have noticed the arrow sticking out of her left shoulder as we
ran. Hindsight is a wonderful thing … my mother died that night while
holding me protecting me from the chill winds … I went back to the sight
of the slaughter to see if I could find anyone else alive. Where I viewed
my fathers corpse desecrated …I took his sword and a red sash from one of
the dead soldiers I placed the sword on my back and the sash around my
waist declaring myself unclean till I had avenged them. And re-united the
clan. And since then I have searched high and low through countries
hostile and giving bringing back the clan or descendents of it.
