Thread: Rising Darkness ((Me and Kikora))

The towering noble lead the three women out of the hall by the collars and chains, he did not speak as he lead them through the vaunted corridors and out towards the exit. His keen senses had of course heard what they had said but he was nothing if not patient and so their punishment could wait for a time. It was no secret what the young thought of him and his kind, insults born of ignorance would be trained out of his new toys in due time though so he saw no need to comment on it in public. He knew that he and those like him had lurked in the shadows for centuries and what most thought was an overnight rise to power was in truth simply the final and only visible act of a play that had been scripted and acted out over the course of centuries. The governments did not truly fall, they surrendered their power to those who had been playing the puppet masters for ages... they simply allowed those truly in power to claim it. The simple truth was that he and his kind were not parasites, they were predators. But unlike wolves or lions the Vampires were cunning, patient, and above all else efficient. There was no need to kill their prey and in fact the prosper of said prey could only benefit predators such as them. So with the wars ravaging the land they hid, their thralls and minions acted to help shape the coming world and as the humans and elves rebuilt the world around them it was the hidden nobility that nudged them this way or that. The nobility lived in the shadows without complaint as the world recovered and then blossomed. They were content to bide their time and then began the slow return that culminated only recently. While it was true that powerful warriors such as Jander had crushed those who stood before him that was simply the necessary quelling of unrest and a show of power. It was not long before they exited into the night and there waiting at the exit of the auction hall was a massive armored carriage. No less than a dozen cybernetic stallions stood harnessed in black steel at the front of the stylized carriage and though it looked like a modern bit of ancient elegance the truth was that its exterior was the most advanced armoring that could be afforded and those steeds were designed to draw it without need of rest for days at a time if need be. The carriage itself bore no windows and as he led his new acquisitions towards it the armor plating seemed to develop seems where there had been none and then peal open to form a ramp leading up into a towering entrance. Without so much as a pause the noble led the young women inside the carriage even as his guards took up their various positions on its exterior. Once they were inside that same ramp rose and the walls sealed themselves once more, there was no escape from this armored conveyance. The darkness was only momentary as soon soft artificial light bloomed into life to reveal a lavish suite... the interior of this carriage was more extravagant than the entire homes of most families. The powerful count led his new slaves towards the massive bed against the back wall and took a seat there still holding the chains that bound them as he turned his icy gaze to them and spoke once more. Such ignorant and insolent comments. Did you truly think they would go unheard wench? Without waiting for a response he yanked on Ophelie's chain pulling her roughly towards him and his free hand shot out in a blur that was to fast to follow. Before she could react he was roughly gripping her hair as he dragged her to him and smiled making sure to let her see his fangs. At the same time he let his potent energy flair once more flooding the interior of the carriage with that dominant and alluring aura. His grip on her hair was like iron even as he roughly looped her chain around her wrists and waist in such a way that it thrust her breasts out and forced her to arch her back. Now how shall I go about teaching you proper respect? Or perhaps since you are so adamant about being a team... I should let one of your friends pay the price for your insolence?