[NPC Post]

Well, needs must. The less uncontrolled variable, the better. Matilda didn't fear any pitched battle, but if the enemies failed to notice her then they'll not have time to play hostage or whatever dumb shit with her rescue charge. The orc nodded in assent, finally giving Veronica permission to run wild.

[b][color=00a651]"Do it then. And make it quick."[/color][/b]

The timing couldn't be any more perfect. As if on cue, some cloud decided that it's the perfect time to temporarily shroud the moon behind their fluffy mass. In a world of pitch-black darkness the vampiress strode forth, neither sound nor sight able to catch her presence. The first sentry was nodding off when something softly rustled to his right, a pair of bleary eyes slowly turned to that direction as he squinted hard. Ain't the first night he's on this duty, and still no head or tail of the supposed threat. An insect? A critter, perhaps? Complacency truly was a fearsome thing.

A pair of slender arm emerged from the darkness, one latching on his neck and the other to the back of his head. The sentry struggled and struggled, yet his captor didn't even budge. Within seconds his strength waned, and unconsciousness took him. And he was the lucky one. Two other sentries closest to the first was next, neither stood a chance as their mouth was covered and throat slit from the back. Then the first was retrieved for Matilda to question, his fate seemingly bleak.

Two more sentries surrounding the barn, and they soon joined their compatriots. If either had substantially less blood than expected, it's unlikely that anyone will detect it. The corpses were then dragged further away, two at a time thanks to Veronica's strength, and the job was done.

*****

[i]"I dont know anything about kidnapping! I swear! We're paid to protect the cargo, client said some people wants it bad! Enough to kill for it! Just some wooden boxes, that's all. We ain't peeking, stuff's sealed but no way there's anyone alive in there after so many days. L-look, boss' a reasonable man, J-just point some swords at us and we'll give up the contract. No sense dying over money, yeah? Need to be alive to spend it, yeah?"[/i]

Veronica would return just in time for their terrified captive to be up and conscious, and... anticlimatically spilled everything. How much truth was contained in the words? The panic looked and sounded real enough, but who knows?

[b][color=#a4161a]"Oh, you're back."[/color][/b] Yvonne was the first to notice the approaching vampire, who had gotten way closer than she'd like. Creepy sort. Thankfully it's an ally at the moment. [b][color=#a4161a]"Didn't get much out of this guy. I dont mind going in and killing all those guys but if they're really the mercenary sort we probably dont have to."[/color][/b]

She glanced at the bloodstain. Then shrugged noncommittally.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Pity about the deados, but hey. It's a dangerous business."[/color][/b]