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The woman lay dead in the road amidst the downpour. Her flesh was shriveled, pale, body drained and face left frozen in a horrific visage of fear. There were two fang marks in her neck, and a river of blood left to run out upon the hardpacked dirt and the splashing rain.
Herr Heike Eisen stared down at this corpse with a hard regarding. And her plated hand lifted up to the hilt of the longsword sheathed on her belt.
There was but one answer to this: find the vampire responsible and slay the fiend.
Heike Eisen was a woman weighted down with a surplus of duty and always a shortness of time. Her task was immense, for it was nothing less than the restoration of an entire Kingdom from ruin, of a city from hostile occupation, and of a whole people delivered from their suffering. All of Reikhurst depended upon her, and she'd many endeavors in which to engage to build up a force capable of retaking Reikhurst itself from the clutches of the Slaughtern Vampire Host and the False King who led them.
But, first and foremost, she was a knight. This fact amplified now that she had cast off her own affliction of vampirism and regained her humanity. A Knight of the Golden Blade and an honorary Templar of the Night Watchmen, and both of these absolutely disdained vampires and would be called upon by their honor to rid Arethil of these creatures wherever they were so found. As it would be upon this very road.
Heike had been traveling through the Allir Reach upon one of the very endeavors her grand task called for: finding Herr Elias Schulze, one of her former knight-superiors, and as well other surviving Knights. In her easterly direction of travel the clouds overhead had graduated into dark gray, rolling thunderheads, lightning was visible in the distance beyond the trees, and the smell of fresh rain drifted her way before it begun to fall. Then the afternoon storm was upon her, the darkness of the clouds blotting out the sun and casting something of a dim, early evening over the land, and the rain came down in earnest. It plinked in relentless fashion onto her armor, onto the branches of the pines and conifers along the path and this along with the light wind causing them to sway. She rode her stallion onward.
Then she had come to the "T" intersection in the road, the eastern path continuing on, the southern path heading to a nearby town named Koninghaven. And there in the center of the intersection was the dead woman.
Heike had dismounted. Had walked close to examine the dead woman and it was then that she stared down at the body and had placed her hand upon her longsword. Heike was a busy woman, yes, but her honor demanded that she bring justice to the woman's murderer, the creature who could walk under the dark stormclouds without fear of the sun. And, moreover, Heike had a personal stake in this. A vendetta, as unbecoming as that was. Not since the town of Gorinsbin had she been able to hunt and kill a vampire. The Battle for Reikhurst was so distant in the future, and this here, the unanswered murder of this woman, was now. Heike loathed these creatures for what they had done to her and to her home, and she yearned to exact retribution by the edge of her blade.
It was then she would notice movement, and would look up.
She was not alone on the road. Someone was coming down the east-west road toward her.
Herr Heike Eisen stared down at this corpse with a hard regarding. And her plated hand lifted up to the hilt of the longsword sheathed on her belt.
There was but one answer to this: find the vampire responsible and slay the fiend.
* * * * *
Heike Eisen was a woman weighted down with a surplus of duty and always a shortness of time. Her task was immense, for it was nothing less than the restoration of an entire Kingdom from ruin, of a city from hostile occupation, and of a whole people delivered from their suffering. All of Reikhurst depended upon her, and she'd many endeavors in which to engage to build up a force capable of retaking Reikhurst itself from the clutches of the Slaughtern Vampire Host and the False King who led them.
But, first and foremost, she was a knight. This fact amplified now that she had cast off her own affliction of vampirism and regained her humanity. A Knight of the Golden Blade and an honorary Templar of the Night Watchmen, and both of these absolutely disdained vampires and would be called upon by their honor to rid Arethil of these creatures wherever they were so found. As it would be upon this very road.
Heike had been traveling through the Allir Reach upon one of the very endeavors her grand task called for: finding Herr Elias Schulze, one of her former knight-superiors, and as well other surviving Knights. In her easterly direction of travel the clouds overhead had graduated into dark gray, rolling thunderheads, lightning was visible in the distance beyond the trees, and the smell of fresh rain drifted her way before it begun to fall. Then the afternoon storm was upon her, the darkness of the clouds blotting out the sun and casting something of a dim, early evening over the land, and the rain came down in earnest. It plinked in relentless fashion onto her armor, onto the branches of the pines and conifers along the path and this along with the light wind causing them to sway. She rode her stallion onward.
Then she had come to the "T" intersection in the road, the eastern path continuing on, the southern path heading to a nearby town named Koninghaven. And there in the center of the intersection was the dead woman.
* * * * *
Heike had dismounted. Had walked close to examine the dead woman and it was then that she stared down at the body and had placed her hand upon her longsword. Heike was a busy woman, yes, but her honor demanded that she bring justice to the woman's murderer, the creature who could walk under the dark stormclouds without fear of the sun. And, moreover, Heike had a personal stake in this. A vendetta, as unbecoming as that was. Not since the town of Gorinsbin had she been able to hunt and kill a vampire. The Battle for Reikhurst was so distant in the future, and this here, the unanswered murder of this woman, was now. Heike loathed these creatures for what they had done to her and to her home, and she yearned to exact retribution by the edge of her blade.
It was then she would notice movement, and would look up.
She was not alone on the road. Someone was coming down the east-west road toward her.