User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-30014014-20170914031216/@comment-30014014-20170920182623

'''Power and immortality. A pretty mundane answer, an expected one. But I hear you speak about wanting to prevent fires of war. What a new age thing to utter, from a primordial, even more so.'''

Prad  shuffles his bound hands a bit before etting tham back on him knees, leaning slightly to the right.

'''You say your kind must never war on each other. I thought the monster's wars were rites of passages. You say they brought forth devastaion. I thought the ruins of their enemies were the spoils. You speak of the of a ill omen as critical power at the hands of one...'''

Prad leans forward on his chair.

'''...I thought power was your right and priviledge. Power as the law of the beasts and destruction as the guidelines, they follow religiously.. Slaughter as tributes from the vanquishe and genocide as your penance for your failures. After seeing all of this, I admit. i admit, to be surprised to hear you, a primordial beast in man's flesh, withholder of power more than what the current yin and yang can even comprehend, would be preaching sentiments...'''

Prad keeps his leaning on the right strict, using one of his bound hands as a rest for his chin.

'''...sentiments that your kind have declared as weak. Pathetic. Worthless. Instead of visiting destruction on the lesser, you gift them with warnings about stepping in your domain. Rather than culling your covenant of the hesitant, you foster them in your shadow. You switch vengeance with one of those sentiments your kind loathe oh so...care...'''