Felix was startled awake by the sound of the cabin door creaking open, bolting upright on the bed he’d dragged down into the cellar. He’d fed well the night before from a moose he caught wandering the forest, so he’d slept deeper than he had in the days prior with prey becoming more scarce as winter approached. Now he was regretting gorging himself the night before as he heard the thud of heavy boots against the wood floor above the cellar… Continue reading The third Vampire
Voltruist woke up to the new evening, moving to get dressed. He put on his prieestly robes and then grabs his veil. He put it on and then undoes the blindfold he wore when sleeping. Once he was dressed, he head out of his room and down the hall. Giving those he passed a nod of greet, he headed to the sanctuary. There he would move to light the candles about it, while doing such a male walks in. Voltruist glance to the new comer, he had to double take. Seeing the silver hair had the priest thinking it was … Continue reading A Visitor in Mourning
“I’ll be right back, I’m just going to run back and double-check that the shop is locked,” Felix said, to his brothers before finishing off his first ale of the night and getting to his feet.
“You always do this. Always worrying too much, we definitely locked it.” His older brother Johan chided.
“Hey if it makes him feel better let him check. It’s not hurting anything. Better than not checking and finding our shop ransacked because we were careless.” The eldest of the three siblings, Anders, chimed in.
“Alright, alright, you do what you have to,” Johan said, turning his attention back to his ale and stew.
“I won’t be long, I promise,” Felix assured Continue reading I’ll be right back he said…