Online Book Reader

Home Category

The Black Dagger Brotherhood_ An Insider's Guide - J. R. Ward [171]

By Root 1558 0
or not!

WARDen, it is understood that in the ceremonies there is a skull present, and this skull is the first original Brother. If I may ask . . . who is this Brother, and how did he become the first Brother?

—Court2130

Okay, so this is a great question. I won’t answer it—except to say that I know some of the details. Ideally, what I’d love to do someday is write the history of the Brotherhood—I’m not talking about time line stuff, but the stories of the early players. Maybe it’s a series of Slices of Life or maybe a full novel—it would be very cool, though. From what I’ve seen, it was a tough life in the beginning. Picture what it would be like for the first vampire warrior to run into a lesser, or what happened during the first meeting of the Brotherhood, or what it was like to be a part of the breeding program. I think that’s all fascinating stuff. So hopefully I’ll get to do it at some point!

Oh, but I will say this . . . Wrath is a direct descendant of the first Brother!

How does one get nominated for the Brotherhood? What is the protocol? Has anyone ever declined?

—Danielle

From what I’ve seen, it’s exactly what happened to Butch. The Brothers who are currently members are the ones who make the decision. There is a sponsor, usually the guy closest to the candidate, who advances his name for consideration at a meeting in the Tomb. It’s a blackball situation. If even one of the Brothers has a problem with the candidate, the guy’s out—no questions asked, no chance for reconsideration, ever. The king, who has, since Wrath’s great-grandfather, been a member of the Brotherhood, then takes the name of the nominee to the Scribe Virgin—so there are no surprises at the ceremony.

I have seen only one decline thus far. More on that at some point, hopefully. But, as Wrath says to Butch, you are only asked the once. Never again.

What is the background to the things in the museum case in the Chosen’s Temple (e.g., the fan and cigarette holder)?

—Lysander

From what I’ve seen so far, it’s a case of those objects having been left behind by visitors to previous Primales or having been taken by Chosen who have visited this side. A few (like the gun that was used to shoot V in the beginning of LU) were dropped in the process of that raid seventy-five years ago.

We know that Fritz is a whiz in the kitchen, but what does he consider his specialty?

—Mary

Lamb! He’s been cooking it for generations of the royal family. And, wait, I can guess the next question! How did he end up with Darius, then? Ah, now, that’s a story . . . but it’s wonderful that he’s back with Wrath (and that he’s still with Darius in a way).

Of all the things to have your enemy smell like . . . why baby powder?

—Haytrid

LOL! Haytrid, I know, right? But when I saw the first lesser . . . that’s what it smelled like. It’s so incongruous—and strangely perfect.

Time Line of the Brotherbood

Black Dagger Brotherbood Time Line


from 1600 to present

Table of Abreviations

The old Language

The Brothers Interview JR

The Brotherhood’s Interview


My husband and I are moving into a new house. Which is great. Actually, it’s almost a hundred years old, but it’s new to us and our dog. My mother and her business partner and their crew have been working on it for a couple of months, and they’re just about finished. I figure we’ll be settling in a few weeks from now—and going through that wonderful process of figuring out where in the hell to put everything.

It’s about ten thirty at night and I’m pacing through the house, going from empty room to room, dodging spray machines and cans of paint and the occasional sawhorse. The place is heavily perfumed in eau de latex and I have to be careful not to brush against any of the walls because most of them are barely dry. There is plastic matting over all the wood floors, and the windowpanes are smeared with goo so their frames can be painted.

Being here all alone is creepy. Shadows are created, thanks to the streetlights down below, and every dark corner looks like a place someone

Return Main Page Previous Page Next Page

®Online Book Reader