Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20190106062516

Prad stops. So they had noticed. He didn't think any would. A stranger seeking to mask himself form the denizens. He didn't think it would affect anyone either "You saw that, huh?"

He looks at his hands, then at her. He was a stranger to most here, an unwelcomed parasite among nobility, among feral beasts, animals seeking to sink their teeth unto him as their sacrificial lamb...at least, that's what he said.

"Well, I came to this place as a stranger. A mundane foreign devoid of nobility in a place mostly dominated by vampires, old and new. A place where all knew who was to siege at the throne. A foreign to them, a foreign to those I followed. A stranger with no one to call a familiar face".

Prad stops for anothe moment, then resumes "What if I was to tell you that in this first arrival, this first meeting with the people here, a voice...started telling me things? Things about the vampires living here. Things about the people living here. All of their eyes, directed on the foreign man. The voice started telling me about...the things people thought of me. Bad things. What was I to do but hide and seek the darkest corners of this domain? It told me what was to happen to foreigns like me..."