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Solace (As posted in The Two Sisters)
Drakhaon entered the Two Sisters seeking solace and kin. It had been a while and events had unfolded that she could never have imagined. Since her return; there had been almost no connection to her sire, DE and she missed her counsel. Hell she just missed her. Always a constant - always there in times of doubt. A friend - mentor - unwavering and ( Read more... ) -
The Hunter.
The green cloak flapped in the wind that wove its way through the streets of the city, enticing the vampire to follow as the figure stood there feigning innocence like a novice trying to catch any who crossed their path unawares. He had been scoping the local taverns for tell tale signs of the guilds to hit the unsuspecting and had given up ( Read more... ) -
A Return (cont.)
Blood almost poured into her mouth and over flowed from the corners wetting her matted hair that rested on a rough olive cotton pillow as she slowly came too. If Drakhaon were human, she would have taken a sharp intake of breath followed by coughing and spluttering but as it was she merely began to work the fluid down her throat as her nurse ( Read more... ) -
A Return.
She dragged herself from the mud that had cocooned her for the past few months, her hands like talons sinking into the morning dew before sunrise broke. The vampire spat the corpse of a worm from her parched, decaying mouth after suckling the last of its strength out from underground. This process was a struggle - limbs weak from lying in the self ( Read more... ) -
The night of Hop
Time and focus held us there surrounding Hop, bouncing him with scrolls to each other. It felt, almost wrong that while he rested we took blood from him. His blood count denoted we employed a time consuming tactic, few itching to speed it along. Hitters came in from the side lines, all scrolling ceased until they let the GS loose. Few of us stood ( Read more... ) -
Tada gan iarracht Pt 2
The Saturday morn she had done a run extracting a total of 2249 pints of blood from the 10 vampires she hunted down in the city. She sat at Despair and 67th contemplating how, her first run held the excitement of planning and executing the route, was now demoted to a shrug of the shoulders and a ‘Well, thats done. Whats next?’
Sade thankfully ( Read more... ) -
Preparations...
Preparations
Drakhaon sat eying her vials, sprays and scrolls set out neatly on the table before her. Serpentine eyes narrowed at thoughts went through her mind as Pearl Jam’s ‘Garden’ came over the speakers in the room. A translucent hand stretched over the table, grabbed a vial and its thumb popped the cork keeping the liquid housed in the ( Read more... ) -
Tada gan iarracht ((Nothing is without effort))
She made a run consisting of 12 targets and one hunter that gave her an extra 200 pints of blood and crouched down where the displacement scroll had taken her. The past few nights had been a mixture of fun and mundane. Mundane was the runs with no retaliation, the fun was in the live fight 2 nights ago ( Read more... ) -
Reckoning X
>> “ As you grow, remember to keep your spirit, your fire…what makes you who you are. Why you were turned in the first place, and what it is you want to be remembered as within this city. You are who you associate with, I guess. Hell knows what that would make me, eh?”<<
Drakhaon listened, she too felt the anguish of the path she had ( Read more... ) -
Reckoning IX
“Gloat? Gloat about what?” Drakhaon replied confusion apparent in her tone and face. She hadn’t come here to gloat nor get rel’s blessing. She came here to talk; to make amends for not thinking about how it would have effect rel. Drakhaon grimaced. “You are right; I didn’t think about how it would affect you...” her head began to hang. “For a ( Read more... )