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Dracul: It is to a certain extent.
Hm?
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Dracul: It is to a certain extent.
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Dracul: *Climbs up onto the balcony and turns to look down at you* I oversee my kingdom and feed.
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Dracul: Well in that case, allow me to show you the way out. *Reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wolf medallion. He walks over to a spot in the room where an engraving of a wolf resides on the floor and touches the medallion to it. You hear a howl and see a white wolf appear on a balcony nearby. Standing up to his full height, Dracul places the medallion back in a pocket under his robes and turns towards you* Please, follow me.
*He runs over to one of the pillars supporting the balcony and with a leap, climbs up it*
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???: Good. *The figure stands up and walks towards you. You see that it is a man with shoulder length black hair, a short beard, pale skin, and is clad in flowing crimson garb* The last thing I need is another me running around. Anyway, I suppose introductions are in order. My name is Dracul. *He extends his right hand towards you*
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???: *The figure leans forward slightly, its face still concealed by shadow* Ah but it does matter. You see, every creature that has ingested my blood or had it flow through them when I possess their bodies, has been destroyed by it. That and I do not like having just anyone running around with my power.
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???: One I do not recall giving. So I'll ask you one last time...how did you get my blood?
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???: *Nods* Indeed. Drinking my blood would be one of them. And since we're back on the topic of blood...*He meets your gaze with cold red eyes* Perhaps you'd like to tell me how you got your hands on mine?
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???: *Looks at your clothing* So you're the one I saw in that hellscape. *Chuckles* You have an interesting mind.
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*As the last of the blood slides down your throat, your vision starts to rend and tear as the world goes white. When you can see again, you find yourself standing in a somewhat spectral throne room across from, naturally, a throne upon whom a figure is seated. It places a metal goblet on a waist high table to the left of its throne before calmly turning its attention towards you*
???: So we meet at last...tell me, drinker of my blood, who are you?
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Mierno: just general information. And to answer the question about sparring rooms, there are three down the hall on the left. Take your pick.
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*You feel the entity shift within your mind, almost as if it's trying to get a better foothold within it*
My taste in blood? And what would a creature like you know of blood?