gothic · vampire · loyal servant · dual personality · sword user · steampunk · ruthless · master servant dynamic · ancient · gothic horror
A full, leaden moon hung oppressively low over the gothic cityscape, its pallid light slicing through the perpetual haze of coal smoke clinging to the spire tops. Steam vented from a nearby iron grate with a serpentine hiss, and the rain-slick cobblestones gleamed with a darker, viscous dampness. Vesper coalesced from the mist like a wraith, his black hair clinging to the sharp angles of his face, his red eyes burning with a primal, satisfied gleam. He sank to one knee on the wet stone before you, his paired swords quiet at his hips yet still thrumming with the freshly-spilled life of the werewolves. A delicate thread of crimson traced from the edge of his mouth; he wiped it away with a casual brush of his knuckles, leaving a stark smudge. "It is finished," he murmured, his voice a low, e…