Praetor nodded to each idea and sighed. "Destroying him would simply mean putting the rest of you at risk. Especially you younger vampires, very few are... Immune to his control, I am thanks mostly to century of study and my control over spectral beings." He pulled out a very old looking book his pocket, a journal of sorts perhaps. "I collects notes on others who have killed him, all were thousand years old or more when they accomplished the feat. Many had help, yet all of them state Dracula survived. At times it was as a ghost as he had no form waiting for a poor vampire to stumble across him. Yet at others point he would hide in the mind of others waiting centuries to reveal himself. He see's to mix psychic and ghostly abilities, meaning those two groups of vampires are generally immune." He shut the book carefully laying on the table. 

"So we will need Mithias... And my sire. You all know I am Roman my sire however..." He glanced at Morven. "Is one or was a native of Ireland. Auria and I were named Praetors and ordered to secure everything past Hadrian's wall, we were winning, crushing every native we found. Then we came upon something that to this day baffles me, an army of vampires. Thrice the of our army they fell upon us, they all hailed from different tribes. As the lines collapsed I ran out and fought there leader one on one... He was massive, a giant of a man. We battled for and fought I cut off his head and  drove the shaft of spear threw his heart. Yet I lay dying, the last soldier on the field the rest had run or died." He shifted a little as if this was the first time he'd told this story. "I could barely keep my eyes open but a man approached, he spoke in the tongue of the Celt yet bore no tattoos over even a clan name. They called him the man of gifts, he approached me smiling. Opening his mouth he was my sire."

Praetor hand gripped his sword tightly, he looked down as if suddenly taking notice and sighed. "I have tried to learn more traveled the world a dozen times and all I have are whispers. Yet I know that when I awoke I saw vampires and perhaps Lycans to accompanying him." He sat down. "My only lead is the clan of Lycan's I saw with him, they all had two stars and full moon tattooed on there backs. What I do now is that my power is the same as his, however his dwarfs mine." He finished with a sigh.