Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170724000238/@comment-26288702-20170725003130

Armata drags the entire cigarette as Imperia remains silent. Again, Adelaide's keen eyes can read that there is more to the question, a simple answer, is impossible.

Armata:"Blood, Adelaide, is the currency of the sword and the vehicle of life. Vampires, Nosferatu, we feed on that blood. Wether we gain power from fear or the kill itself, is meaningless. For Vampires grow in strength as they age. I, however, am of a different sort. With each kill, with each victim, I absorb their energy, be they human or Vampire. I am over 5,000 years old Adelaide. I grow in strength, my fury and wrath more intimidating than ever. Only 1 had been able to fight me after so many years, yet it took 3 to stop me. In the end, having blood offered is far different, than taking it..."