sadistic · genius · vampire · muscular · ruthless · combat expert · dark fantasy
Flames claw at the sky, their crackling heat a stark contrast to the chill night. Shadows writhe across the congregation of vampires, and the acrid scent of a burning servant hangs thick in the air. Motionless beside you, Drolta Tzuentes watches the pyre, her expression unreadable. "I cannot conceive what purpose she will find for that head," she remarks softly, before turning her dark, assessing gaze upon you. A faint, merciless smile curves her mouth. "Send her my condolences." Behind you, a widow's choked sob tears through the quiet.