Recent content by Aletheiar Alazar

Just as Varnay declared to do only as he wished, so did Alazar follow a like creed… which was to answer no questions, paying little mind to Varnay’s rambling words. But even as he said nothing, his silver eyes flickered to Varnay and remained steadfast on the ancient as the awakened Lord picked...

Clearly, this old wolf had grown complacent. Alazar regarded Varnay with carefully concealed contempt. What sort of vampire could only watch bloodshed without directly benefiting from the action? Only the weak, only the ones who fed on dumb animals and nothing else. Only the vegans who barely...

Sorcerer children? Alazar smirked at the Lord Gideon Varnay’s lack of imagination. It was true that magical blood was quite succulent, bright with rare flavors and granting strength and verve even to the most parched of vampiric throats. Even so, the experience of dining on that particular...

Insatiable predators such as they were, a vampire’s thirst could never truly be sated. Reduced, perhaps, but no more. Yet even so Alazar regarded the elven morsel with silent disdain and waved away the offer with a single flip of his gauntleted hand. The talons covering his fingers glittered in...

Much like wine, the blood that flowed so abundantly varied both in taste and quality, affected by the choices the vessels had made in life. Like any wine connoisseur, Alazar could tell what was in the drink he tasted, and even how it was prepared: dry and simple, yet pleasant – nuts and exotic...

What was life without the coppery, tantalizing scent of blood? The same blood that gave life, that took life, that swung life between delight and terror? The same blood that ran through the veins of the innocent child and foul murderer? The same blood that tasted so beautiful? Alazar breathed...

By now it was clear these wolf-like creatures were of the infernal kind, demons drawn up along with the crimson mist from whatever realm such things came from. Kassa Lia could almost smell the fire in their blood, the curse in their very being, twisting through their veins and arteries like a...

Out from the mists the lupine beasts charged, jaws wide open and slavering. Blood and saliva flowed freely from their gaping maws, and their claws tore fiercely at the earth, hungry to rip open not soil but flesh. Immediately Kassa Lia knew that they sensed her blood, heard her heartbeat, and...

If Lionel was hoping for a fearful response from her, he would be disappointed. As he babbled on and one about prey and food, thirst and threats, Kassa Lia merely smiled mirthlessly. She did not flinch nor move an inch when he brought his face close to hers, his smile gone, replaced with a far...

Though her expression was unreadable, masked by feigned indifference, Kassa Lia listened closely as the two divulged their species. It appears she had not been far wrong in assuming they might be vampires. She eyed them carefully, wondering how enslaved they were by their thirst for blood. She...

With nary a word spoken to her, Zera’Shuul vanished, the mists swallowing the last trace of his form. Having hoped for a good bit of sport, Kassa Lia felt disappointed. However, with the creature’s departure he had left them with a bit of new information, one that intrigued her greatly. She...

Kassa Lia felt slightly nettled. She didn’t much like apologizing for anything. But there was little time to consider much else, for Lionel Armon’s words proved nearly prophetic. Sudden and wretched, the rank sensation of evil wracked the air. It was a feeling Kassa Lia knew well, and it...

Smoothing out the wrinkles of her robes, Kassa Lia merely rolled her eyes. She was unperturbed, but had to admit this brass elf had a point. If this desert truly was his home, then she was a guest… however unwelcome and unexpected. But it seemed she wasn’t considered even that by this… Kreyadis…...