Rex tilts his head at that. "Interesting... They are worse at tolerance than most humans though, so I understand it. Also yes, it's a bit large... Though that was because this was my Father's and he needed the space. He had a second lab down in the basement level though Jivarn stores most of his stuff there. I haven't been able to figure out the lock yet."

Rex finds the letter and opens it, gasping. "I had hoped he was... Elder Zion lives still. He's making his way here. Jivarn got a message from him. This is good news. We'll need his help, especially if we're traveling."

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Zion chuckles, he throws back his hood, dissipating the shadows around his face. His dark black hair is tied in a bun to keep it out of his face and his beard is a bit unkempt and long. He'd meant to have it trimmed the day after he was attacked. His steely eyes are flaked with crimson flecks and he smiles lightly. The aura that emenates from him is calming. He notices her unsteadyness and shakes his head. "I am Grand Elder Zion Valorian, young fledgling." He draws a blade and cuts his hand, the scent strong in the air.

"You need to feed. Come and drink." He holds it out for her. "It will quench your thirst for a good while. In the city there is another vampire Lord Jivarn, who has crafted a blood substitute. But you will likely not make it if you do not properly feed now. And I do not want to have to put another Kin down if I can help them."