By Alek D. Talevic (alukdeviant@earthlink.net) (11 April 1996)
The nature of the members of the Mutes bloodlines makes tracking an elder or 4th-Generation Sire extremely difficult. Imagine the maddening self-righteous revelrie of a roomful of the kookiest Malkavians to ever sample derangement's bitter kiss, entwined with a Toreador's artistic obsession. Add in a bittersweet twist of lemonious ego, a la the Tremere and Ventrue clubs, and you'll have some idea what one is up against when trying to crack the ciphers of this line's histories.
In truth, the Mutes walk a thin and disturbed line between total unison, and self-destructive enmity. Many feel themselves to be unwanted outsiders of the Camarilla, the Sabbat triad, and the Inconnou, and their physical oddities make lower-generation childer blatant breakers of the Masquerade, subject to ostracization and instant bloodhunts. ( See Weaknesses and Appearances, below ) The history of the bloodline makes nothing easier on the members of the cult, as half strive to seize admittance by the Followers of Set, and the other half claim to be the heirs of the long-lost Children of Osiris, as well as its odd disciplines.
There are many stories enshrouded about the history of the Mutes, and those foolhardy members of the Wissengeist and other scholarly clans have met many a dead end in searching for answers. Although one widespread legend seems to pertain authority and belief above all others...
Following her banishment, the Queen of darkness, Lilith, as many Cainites call her, was believed to have gone into exile. Some say she was consumed within her rage and anguish, and was doomed to walk the dark paths of Nod until she was simply no more. But yet others, mostly those of the Followers of Set sect and its diobolical practices, believe quite another story to be true.
Many fanatical pariahs of the Sutekh clan believe and swear that they have proof that Lilith did not, in fact, die out as many childer of Caine claim. Instead, they speak of her assuming a new mantle, a new name, and a new surrounding for her evils.
Lilith became the Queen Isis of Egypt, under the guises of mystical majicks. It was there that she sired an heir to her evil machinations and did name him Osiris, the son of a powerful would-be god named Amon Ra. In seeking protection from Caine's Second Generation headhunters, Lilith, now Isis, convinced Osiris to take her as his bride... which he did, and together, they ruled Higher and Lower Egypt for many a generation.
Those familiar with the history of Set's Cult know that their dread lord made a vicious and rightful return, exacting a savage revenge on both Isis and Osiris. In the name of his merciless exile, Sutekh crushed the family of Amon Ra and its generations, save for his immortal nephew Horus. Indeed, Isis' hand in Kindred history would seem to end here, although the members of the Mute bloodline believe quite a different tale. They maintain that before she was consumed, Lilith's last gift to the world was to Sire four childer. Two of these began the Children of Osiris brood, while the other two were the founders of the Mute bloodline.
How much truth lies in these statements and legends remains to be seen...
Certain Sutekh-worshipping fanatics call this blatant physical break of the Masquerade "The Mark of Him," while fewer still believe that this is the savage price Set extracted for Lilith's line. Generally, the few Mutes that have been identified in the last few centuries have been of obvious African or Egyptian heritage, usually garbed in ebon robes of rich silk, traditional Nigerian kinshashas, or loose-fitting homespun desert fare.
"These fools are antiquities of a forgotten era, when marching around like a cannibalistic bunny rabbit was acceptable. In these days of Kine paranoia, sects as the Samedi and Nosferatu are bad enough without these bestial abominations stumbling about. "
The Sabbat: Mislead sheep, let out to pasture on stalks of grass that bear bitter poison. Their bloodthirstiness blinds them by default; such idiocy and prejudice has no right in mortal life, and it is disgustingly out of place past it.
"Freaks, weirdos, and blasphemy-spewing snakes, all of them. They claim to be something better than their Followers of Set forefathers...But I see no difference, except for their ridiculous orthodontia and even farther misplaced self-righteous blustering."
The Inconnou: We do not claim to know much of these wise ancients, but the control-drunken swaggering of the Camarilla and it's bastardized clan power tug-of-war serves nothing but to make those who walk outside the lines seem all the wiser.
"They seem to know the tribulations of being Kindred better than any Vampire I have ever known. How could they not? Their very unlife is a breakage of time-honored rules and traditions... I wish I could give them more sympathy, but given the chance, they could undo us all."