Thread: Path to the Bloodied Crown (MasterOfWhispers and Frogger.)

It was late night when Andross Marrick arrived back from scouting duty along with his patrol. The Silver haired saffron eyed lean young dhampir arrived at the gates with the guards letting them through. The current captain of the watch greeted him. Andross how was patrol? The captain asked eying the young warrior. Fine for now. Tell me is his majesty here, He requested I come and see him as soon as he arrived. He's in his chambers but... The Guard captain paused, deep in thought. Well lets just say that he's having a personal moment with one of our newly acquired maidens. Andross sighed at that. He couldn't blame Vale though. He's been using his magic to suppress his hunger. A small bit of a Elven blood though would satiate his king and all of the Vampires from the capital that have come with him. A win win situation. Besides, even if his King remained less then benevolent or kind he'd sill follow him anyways. Like the the Were-folk tribes in the north Vale had uplifted he and his Dhampirs from slavery and made it possible for craft themselves a place in his new and quickly expanding country. He was glad though that his majesty had changed since then. Still Grey and ruthless in some aspects of his character but kinder and gentler. I'll be going up anyway. I think there's something he needs to hear... He arrived at third floor hall, and spotted a group of guards waiting from outside along with a scared and young elf. Her fear was a stench in the ear. Captain Andross. His Majesty is... One guard went on. Busy I know. Is this the girl then.... No her sister... Andross eyed the girl up and down, noting the fear in her eyes. It was the very same fear that he had when he and the other Dhamphirs had when they were captured by King Vale. Poor girl was scared. She'd be even more frightened had she met Vale during his earlier campaigns. Andross thought as he gazed at her. The Vampire King had softened greatly in how he dealt with his subjects. Even the maidens he took to bed were treated a lot better even being handsomely rewarded for spending time with him. Bring her to the dining room. Have the chefs whip up some food and drink. Andross commanded. The guards complied. It was the best the Dhampir could do to comfort her. -------- So you have arrived. Vale said, his crimson eyes scanning the elven maiden up and down. The Maidens I have employed in my service certainly went to great lengths to make you as beautiful as possible, and I dare say they have done a marvelous job. He shot her a disarming smile. Come sit down. I only want to talk. Not going to bite. He paused and gave her a more devilish grin this time. Unless you want me to. He assumed a seat in the nearest table, and gestured to the elf to sit down. Your wondering why I've asked you here but before I get to that. I'd like to ask you. Before we invaded. Before this warm came to light. What was your purpose in life. What were you doing day to day? He already knew of course. His nose, like most vampires can pick up various scents. Beyond the dirt and rime of the prisons He had picked out the scent of dry wood, uncooked food, and other things related to her job as a maid. She was commoner in every sense of the word just like he was before he was embraced. Though he was gladiator and slave soldier before he rebelled and rose to prominence. Well?