Private Tales All Things Have a Price

[Alaric Von Stein]

Alaric crouched down and pressed two of his fingers into the small pool of blood into the dirt. They were submerged in the crimson liquid and he held it there for a moment before retracting them and placing them into his mouth and against his tongue. His hazel eyes immediately changed and transformed into pure crimson color, the same as blood and he felt every fiber and every nerve of his being come alive with just the simple taste. Alaric pulled his fingers out of his mouth before standing up as he closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly.

With the taste of the blood, it only took him a few seconds before his head unnaturally quick snapped to the left and the direction of the scent that he caught. "There you are." He murmured to himself softly as he stepped over the dead body. Corpses littered the road, horses, men, vampires, all were there and sprawled out from a clear battle that had happened. It was unfortunate that vampires had fallen in the conflict but one that Alaric wouldn't think about after he had left the scene. Hunters had been tracking down his kind with a more valiant effort than before and it was time he resolved it personally.

The vampire had plans and the increasing presence of Hunters would not only be a hindrance to him but would draw even more eyes as they would question the presence of them. Alaric continued to step silently between the bodies, his hazel eyes flicking between each body as he examined how they died one by one. He could always follow the scent that he caught but he wanted to figure out more about these Hunters before he decided to engage them.

 

[Emric Amadeus Paldwyn]

The thick scent of blood and death permeated the air of the night, It's what had drawn him out of his castle, bloodshed was not common outside the borders of his lands, so it drew his attention immediately when he was a made aware of it.

Though it seemed someone had already beat him to the scene of the slaughter, he watched him from the edge of woods that marked the border of his land, his eyes scanning him, studying the foreigner. the man was searching for something, was one these fighting sides his people? was a question that came to Emric's mind and one he intended to find the answer too.

He stepped out into the glade, four feet padding along the ground at a steady pace as made his approach. The man would see a wolf approaching him clad in black from end to end and very, as it neared him the wolf would turn into a fine black mist which would reform into the shape of man revealing Emric.

"Are these your people?" He asked coldly and bluntly gesturing at the bodies. His fine cape flapping slightly in with a breeze and his sword at his waist, watching the man with great suspicion.

 

[Alaric Von Stein]

Alaric stepped around and placed the tip of his foot in the crook of a hunter's arm to flip the body over to examine him. The wounds were crude and matched the rest of the fallen that surrounded him. Whatever had happened, both sides didn't appear prepared before fighting for their lives. He was about to continue until he heard the soft padded steps behind him.

The vampire turned around, finding a wolf calmly walking towards him until black mist swirled around the animal and it transformed into a man. Or, more correctly, a creature of the night like himself. "No, but they are of our kind." Alaric's hazel eyes slid to a body near the newcomer and gave a slight nod towards it, "Hunters have come out of their holes much more frequently." Every vampire knew the nuisance of what the hunters were and it was best to remove them quickly as possible before they festered.

Alaric's gaze traveled back to the fellow vampire and tilted his head slightly, "And how about you?" With his free foot, he slid it underneath a body before simply flicking his leg with ease and launching it toward Emric's feet as it rolled onto its back. It revealed a male with pale skin, veins protruding from his pupils, and around his eyes with fangs covered in blood.

"I assume these thralls do not belong to you. But I would like to guess that you would know some information about these hunters since we are so close to your territory." The only reason he thought he was close to the vampire's territory was his clothing as it was more lavish then suited for prolonged weather.