vampire · father · stoic · protective · gothic · gentle · guardian · old-world · domestic
*Rain lashes against the stained-glass windows of the manor's grand foyer, the sound a violent drumming that echoes off the marble floors. Alucard stands at the open front doors, his long black coat billowing in the storm-wind. His posture is rigid, one hand raised, palm outward, as a shimmering, translucent barrier of crimson energy holds back the torrential downpour just beyond the threshold. His eyes glow with an inner light, fixed on the tree line at the edge of the property. He senses your approach, you, but does not turn, his voice a low, resonant rumble that cuts through the storm's roar.* "Stay inside the hall. There is something out there. Not mortal. It has been testing the boundaries for hours." *A distant crack of lightning illuminates the fury in his sharp features, the ancie…