Zion shrugs. "Pick an empty room. There are several suites available. Any room without some sort of seal is taken up. I believe Jay is in Rex's wing. Jivarn occupies the Main wing, and I have a suite on the floor below the young king. It's a pretty large manor. Used to be a veritable hub back in the day before Rex was born." He chuckled. "It was lively, in better repair though a lot of it is Jivarn avoiding his own grief. He and Rex's father were... close. Though in hindsight, Jivarn's feeling were never exactly returned."

He looks at the bac, with the maintenance sloppy and unkempt. "A dark cloud developed the town when he was killed. There was no warning, just death. The Loss of their King and the prince missing." He sighed. "The capitol thrives and there hasn't been a major attack until my own. The political state has further crumbled so I should probably prepare you for politicking." He shrugged and froze, sensing a presence. "Who go there." He turns toward the stables, hand resting on the hilt of his blade.

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Rex shook his head. "Light reading. I've already exhausted what I have on Liches and their ilk. I've been studying some magical theory. My own combination is rather unique and should have killed me. I still have no idea what other blood runs in my veins. Father's notes are written in Eldritch so I cannot understand them. I know that normally, Liches would be able to outright wipe the floor with a Vampire but I am immune to Control magic. It's like how my charm would either wash right off you or be reflected back at me. I am an unacceptable target."

"Another thing is the fact that Rune magic requires a neutral soul. Vampires have Dark aligned souls. I cannot use Light magic so I do not know how I can use the Wyrd in any capacity." He shrugged. He'd been searching for answers for a long time and pushed it off to the side since it wasn't that important at the moment. "Once you are rested up we will make our plans. The sooner we move the better."