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[Color=darkslategray][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dusk
[Color=darkslategray][b]Location:[/b][/color] Deep within the Woods
[Color=darkslategray][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] N/A 

[Color=darkslategray]“Deck the witch with gasoline
Light a match and watch 'em gleam
Dance until they’ve burnt to ashes
It’s always fun to play with matches.”[/color] 

Noah gleefully sang as he played with a zippo lighter, slapping the top open and flicking it back closed repeatedly. Noah and two other vampires gathered deep within the woods of Ember Grove. A makeshift stake and wood pile sat withing a small clearing. Tied to the stake was warlock, and a blood-soaked gag stifled any attempts to scream. One of the other vampires, Silas, splashed a can of gasoline onto the warlock and the wood pile. Although the smell of gasoline cut through the air, Noah could still catch delightful whiffs of fear. He let out a low and sinister cackle as he turned his attention to the other witch there, one held still by the third vampire, Sierra. 

[Color=darkslategray]“Try anything and I’ll cut your tongue out too.”[/color] Noah threatened as he waived a blood-stained knife in front of the witch’s face. The warlock had tried to use magic against them, but Noah had been clever; warlocks can’t speak their magic without a tongue. Noah used the hunting knife to lower the gag from the mouth of the witch, this one could still speak and he was going to give them one last chance to give up the information he wanted. [Color=darkslategray]“Just tell us what you know about Shay and we’ll kill him quick.”[/color] 

“We don’t know anyone named Shay.” The witch continued to persist and after all the time spent torturing the warlock while the witch was made to watch Noah was beginning to believe them. 

[Color=darkslategray]“Well that’s a shame isn’t it.”[/color] Noah replied grinning. He took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and flicked it onto the woodpile. The witch in front of him screamed in absolute terror as both the wood and the warlock ignited. Noah let out his own guttural scream which slowly devolved into more sinister and mocking laughter. [Color=darkslategray]“You can scream all you want, no one can hear you.”[/color] He shouted over the witch’s screams, enjoying the theatrics of it all.

“Well now what? They’re useless.” Sierra asked. 

[Color=darkslategray]“Guess we’ll just have to track down more witches until we find one who knows something useful.”[/color] Noah said, shrugging. He hadn’t really thought the first pair of witches they found would know anything about Shay but it had been fun to try, gave him something to do on a relatively quiet Friday night. Noah tried to think of a way to expedite the whole process though, finding these two had taken them while and it wasn’t as if they could smell witches they way you could with werewolves. 

[Color=darkslategray]“Would you shut the fuck up already I’m trying to think.”[/color] Noah shouted as the witch kept screaming. He shoved the gag back over her mouth before turning his attention back to the other two vampires. [Color=darkslategray]“Maybe not entirely useless, we can use them to send a message, and maybe if we kill enough of them we can draw Shay out.”[/color] Noah suggested.

Tonight, Noah’s chaos was not random; he had a plan. He was going to track down Lord Drake’s missing pet even if it meant he’d have to burn through every witch in Ember Grove to do so. Shay had escaped from New Paeonia, and although the young vampire was still naive enough to think nothing could truly be a threat to a vampire, he knew that their location was supposed to be kept secret. Having a witch running around knowing exactly where they lived was a nuisance, but dragging her back and leaving her gift wrapped for Alexander would certainly earn the master’s favor. Noah and his friends had been careful not to bite either the witch or the warlock, leaving no traces that this had been done by vampires. He wanted to be sure not to ruin the surprise for their master. Now he had a new addition to his plan, every useless witch they killed would have a message for Shay. Maybe if they killed enough of them, she’d come back willingly just to make it stop. Or maybe it would be enough to draw her, or someone who knew her, out for them to find. Either way Noah was very proud of his plan, and if they didn’t succeed at least it would be fun. 

Noah then took his time carving the name ‘SHAY’ into the stomach of the witch while Sierra and Silas held the creature still. [Color=darkslategray]“You can kill her now.”[/color] He said flippantly once he was done. There was a crack as Sierra snapped the witch’s neck and dropped her body to the ground. Noah paused for a second and licked some of the blood from his knife taking his first taste of witch’s blood. He was disappointed to find it didn’t taste any different than a regular human, there was no power he could detect in this blood. Noah plunged the knife through the witch’s heart, leaving it there for who ever found the bodies, and they stuck around just long enough to ensure that the fire didn’t spread throughout the forest, it would do them no good to burn up their message for Shay after all.