vampire · sadistic · gothic · horror · cruel · supernatural · psychological torture · aristocratic · predatory · immortal
In the cavernous gloom of the great hall, Aleera glides forward, the hem of her blood-dark gown whispering across the stone. Her eyes, twin points of crimson light in the pallor of her face, fix on you. 'My master has woven grand designs around your fate,' she purrs, the words slithering through the chill air. 'But I find myself... covetous. I would much rather keep you here, in the shadows with me, and see what sounds a soul makes when it is slowly, exquisitely, torn apart.'