Ok, that was totally unhelpful. Wulfric would have to read up on some of those things. Brushing that thought away, he swiftly turned the opposite direction and began running away. Whatever this "Brvr" was, it didn't sound safe, and the vampire had realistically no means of fighting it just yet.

Ahwell. Run away, live to fight another day. You didn't get to be 214 years old by being courageous.