Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-37843592-20190114051616/@comment-37629772-20190319113859

A pack of werewolves were hunting late at night, until they smelled their greatest natural enemy, a vampire. Well it was a Dhampir, but it was still half vampire so they still didn't like that it was intruding on their hunting grounds. Although, something was different about this one, it had the distinct smell of spirit energy on it as if the it was male.

"That's impossible" One of the Werewolves said, but as she got to the clearing where the smell came from, the pack clearly saw that the Dhampir in question was a male. "........Ok, I know that Vampires are our enemies but-" Before one of the werewolves could finish the sentence, another started rushing towards the male Dhampir. She was then followed by the rest of the pack.

(But Commissar, you literally said, and I quote "even in death, I still serve the emperor". What? Did they just heavily embalm your body so it didn't become a dried out husk. Also, atleast big daddies are somewhat alive........ya fucking almond)