Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-25808351-20200125033821

Outside the mansion, the cold winds rise and trees creak from. A cloud of black smoke and red fire sails over the house and pass it, then changes course and heads back. The anomaly then hurtles toward the ground outside and lands gently out front of the house. The orb sits idly for a moment before it disperses, and from the smoke emerges Aleric in formal wears, adorned in his signature colors of red and black. With top hat centered upon his head and a ebony cane fixed with a red jewel for a handle.

Imperia accompanied him, looking equally formal, yet appealing to the eyes. Aleric looked around at the house and sneered.

“A little drab don’t you think?” Aleric taps the handle of his cane.

“Please my lord, do not-“

“What? You do not tell me to do anything, Altovadus. Your position is to advise me, not cross my t’s and dot my i’s. Now then, shall we?” Aleric approached the house at a leisurely pace, spinning his cane carefree. Imperia remained behind him, taking caution from her master’s warning.

The Vampire Lord knocks rhythmically on the door with a smile on his face.