Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5426290-20160125134959/@comment-5426290-20160206222312


 * The hulking man nodded back, returning to his role as immobile boulder in the room, a caged and shackled beast with no incentive to stir from his rest.

Meanwhile at Percy.

The vampire entered the home again, pulling down his hood after closing and locking the door behind him. He walked to the girl's bed where she laid to rest, he pulled her up into his arms and took out days old bread from a pouch. It was not much good, but better than what the girl had scrambled together in a long time. He would have gotten something better, but using bloodmagic to force food from vendors at the market would undoubtedly be noticed.

The house was a rummaged mess, but it was better than the illusion would ever make it look. the floorboards where only partly scaved and the little furniture could still be used for its primary purpose beyond firewood. The lock on the door also held surprisingly well, not defending from magic attacks, but easily deterring tax-collecters who gave up on the house knowing little would be found in comparison to the effort needed to break in.

Percival presented the bread to the girl's lips and spoke to her in a somewhat hushed yet caring tone. "Here, eat. Are you recovering at all?"

He glanced to his bottle of bloodsolution. An internal reminder. {Five days of food left for me..}